Supreme Emperor of Swords

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Ding Hao was about to put away the Devil Saber when he suddenly caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye.
He looked down and saw a wisp of red liquid slithering rapidly on the ground as if it were alive.

“Hmm… is this… the True Blood of the Heavenly Demon?” Ding Hao was stunned for a moment and instantly understood that the wisp of red liquid was the True Blood of the Heavenly Demon swallowed by Lan.
Although Lan’s body had been completely annihilated, this drop of True Blood of the Heavenly Demon had been preserved and not destroyed.

Ding Hao had an idea.
He released a little power, trying to absorb this wisp of the True Blood of the Heavenly Demon.

Who would have thought that the red liquid would struggle violently and try madly to escape?

Ding Hao was about to go after it, when the Devil Saber in his hand buzzed and vibrated.
It flew out of his hand on its own and turned into a stream of light.
When it returned, the blade was stained with a drop of bright crimson blood.
It was the True Blood of the Heavenly Demon.

It was the blood of a former god-level existence.

The Heavenly Demon Temple was one of the top three forces among the Demon Clan of the Northern Region.
It was not much weaker than the Demon God Palace, the foremost sacred ground of the Demon Clan in the Northern Region.
It had a peerless and glorious history, once producing a Demon God who had terrified an entire era and left behind numerous territories as his legacy.
It had a solid foundation.
The blood of a Demon God was enough to make countless experts at the Demon Saint Realm go crazy.

Since the body of a God master was integrated with the heavens and the earth, it represented the laws and the rules.
It would have the mark of the heavens and the earth.
Hence, its blood contained not only great power but also the Awareness of the Tao.
It also contained the supreme laws and the profound mysteries that could lead one into being a God.
If a Martial Sage expert were to come across a drop of divine blood, he might be able to understand its divine mysteries and break into the God Realm in one step.

Using the True Blood of the Heavenly Demon to enhance one’s combat capability like Lan was the lowest of its uses.

“Is this drop of blood left behind by that Demon God of the Heavenly Demon Temple?”

Ding Hao gripped the Devil Saber in his hand and observed it carefully.

The blood was crystalline, like a rolling piece of tender jade, ruddy and flawless.
Its aura was restrained.
There was a faint mysterious Qi flow in it that was not strong.
It seemed trapped by the power of the Devil Saber, rolling back and forth along the cracks on the blade, but could not escape it.

“It can’t be.
If it’s really the blood of a Demon God, it’s definitely a peerless treasure.
Although the Heavenly Demon Temple has a deep foundation, it can’t have so many treasures.
They will absolutely not give such a treasure to a junior like Lan.
Moreover, a drop of the Demon God’s blood can also kill a Sage.
It contains such terrible divine power.
I’m afraid that the power of the Devil Saber can’t imprison it!”

Ding Hao was a little doubtful.

For a moment, Ding Hao couldn’t figure out the reason, so he simply let the drop of blood roll back and forth on his Devil Saber.

Putting away the Devil Saber, Ding Hao turned around with a sunny smile on his handsome face.
He gazed at the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect disciples in the distance.

At the distant mountain gate, a few streams of light suddenly scintillated, instantly reaching the Sword-cleansing Pond.
They turned into several graceful figures.

Ding Hao focused his eyes and looked.

Li Lan, Li Yiruo, Ximen Qianxue…

These three peerless beauties, who had the most intimate relationships with him in the sect, appeared before his eyes.

Li Lan was back in women’s clothes.
The white palace robe she had on was swaying in the breeze.
Her lovely black hair was combed high in a bun, her fair and smooth forehead signifying wisdom.
There was a tiny cinnabar dot between her eyebrows, bright red like fire, which complemented her skin, making it as fair and delicate as suet jade.
The long sword hanging on her waist gave her a noble and majestic aura.
Her emblematic arched eyebrows were extended, and her pellucid eyes had a valiant spirit that ordinary women did not have.
What a heroic and peerlessly graceful female leader!

Beside Li Lan, Li Yiruo was wearing a long red dress, the lower half of which swayed in the wind like a ball of fire.

This former nominal disciple, the most beautiful girl of the five academies, had become even more radiantly beautiful after three years, matured by time.
By her side, everything else seemed drained of color.
Her delicate and flawless face, long black flowing hair, and oval face were full of mad ecstasy.
She gazed dumbly at Ding Hao with adoring eyes.
Her feelings as tender as water were enough to melt stone and iron.

Ximen Qianxue was on the other side of the female leader, Li Lan.
With her flaxen hair and its slight natural curls, she looked at Ding Hao quietly with a smile.

Of the three girls, Ximen Qianxue had the most delicate aura.
She always seemed like a serene girl aloof from worldly affairs, standing quietly in the crowd with a faint smile on her lips.
Her tender and beautiful features looked uniquely beautiful, set against this backdrop of a snowstorm.
She gave one an impulse to want to hold her in the arms, pitying and attending to her frailty.

“Sect Leader!”

Ding Hao cupped his hands and paid his respects to Li Lan.

Li Lan glared at Ding Hao with a meaningful look that no one else could surely notice.
There was a hint of bitterness in her eyes.
Then, she nodded slightly, acting like she was going by the book.
She said, “The moment Elder Ding appeared, he made a great contribution to our sect.
What a happy event for our Swordsmanship-seeking Sect!”

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