Chapter 394 Furious
Holding the Qingping Sword, Tongtian moved with lightning speed, instantly standing atop the mountain where Chang Hao stood. Just as he was about to launch his attack, his eyes suddenly lit up. Wasn't this Di Xin?
Chang Hao reversed the hilt of his sword and drew it from behind, his sword thrusting forward with unstoppable momentum, determined to wipe out the enemy.
"That's not how you train for 'A Glimmer of Hope'," Tongtian said, raising his hand to block.
"So it's the leader. Your presence is an honor to Chaoge." Chang Hao raised an eyebrow, his smile not reaching his eyes, while he remained secretly on guard.
The cult leader's outrageous actions last time are still fresh in our minds; who knows if he will surprise us again this time?
"Let's not stand on ceremony and be too formal." Tongtian was delighted to have his 'live-in-the-life' technique, which meant he was now one of his men.
Tongtian's gaze fell on the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Jade Flute Sword, held by the Human Emperor, and on the Mingxin Qin (a type of zither) placed on the zither table in the distance. Regardless of who taught Di Xin the "one-line chance of survival," Tongtian was grateful to him.
Chang Hao twitched his lips, still unable to get used to the cult leader's overly familiar manner.
“Look closely,” Tongtian said, his previous playful demeanor turning somber, “this is the ‘last glimmer of hope’.”
Tongtian drew the Qingping Sword. Its strike was like a heavenly punishment, a thunderous descent; its withdrawal was like the Milky Way turning back, the sun and moon tilting. When withdrawn, it helped all things gain life. It also possessed a boundless love and composure, carrying the grand ambition of saving all living beings and establishing a destiny for all living beings, all for the sake of seizing that sliver of life...
Chang Hao was stunned for a long time. This was the magnanimity of a sage. He had been narrow-minded. The Tongtian Sect Leader was indeed extraordinary.
The Qingping Sword was sheathed, and Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back, exuding the air of a master. "Have you... grasped the meaning?"
This is truly an exceptional talent. Di Xin has learned the essence of his array formations, and even his trump card, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, was comprehended by Di Xin. Now, Di Xin has also learned his 'a glimmer of hope'...
Chang Hao nodded blankly, still immersed in the previous feast. He felt that he had lived a worthwhile life by witnessing a 'glimmer of hope'.
“Very good,” Tongtian stood proudly, chin slightly raised, “Become my disciple.”
Chang Hao suddenly snapped back to his senses, only to find a saint's handprint appearing behind him. Caught off guard, Chang Hao was forced to kneel on one knee...
He knelt down... Chang Hao was dumbfounded. He looked up at the Tongtian Cult Leader, feeling like he wanted to kill him.
"You...you..." Chang Hao was so angry that he started to stutter and could hardly breathe.
“Disciple, there’s no need for such a grand gesture,” Tongtian interjected, indicating that there was no need to thank him. He knew that Di Xin must be overjoyed. “Get up.”
His most treasured skills had all been learned by Di Xin, so it wouldn't be right for him not to become his disciple.
Hongjun in Zixiao Palace looked at Tongtian, already pondering where to imprison him after the Investiture of the Gods. Zixiao Palace? No, too much of an eyesore. Send him to the Demon Realm; Rahu would welcome Tongtian...
It has to be said that Tongtian, through his own self-destructive tendencies, rose to prominence and surpassed Yuanshi, becoming Hongjun's number one thorn in his side, someone who needed to be eliminated...
"Duobao, you've arrived. Look at the junior brother I took in for you. He's the Human Emperor; he must be very capable." Tongtian exclaimed in admiration at his own cleverness, having already finalized the matter before Duobao even arrived.
Duobao's lips trembled; he wished he could die on the way rather than face this hellish scene.
Master, you're so confused...
"Please, please get up." Duobao dared not look at the mountain lord's gloomy face; his head was about to explode. How could he possibly save his master, who loved to poke holes in his head...?
Chang Hao's face was full of malice. He stood up, ready to make his move, when he saw a powerful aura suddenly emanate from the despicable cult leader, as if it came from ancient times. Golden lotuses emerged around him, and purple qi traveled thirty thousand miles to the east. Thousands of totems, like an ancient scroll, unfolded behind Tongtian...
It was actually a sign of the perfection of a great religion.
Chang Hao was so angry that he was furious. This was outrageous!
Tongtian's eyes shone brightly. "The Great Teaching has reached perfection. I never thought I could beat my second brother to it."
"Di Xin, do you see? You'll definitely get what you pay for by becoming my disciple." Tongtian knew, of course, that the Emperor was not happy, but as long as he was happy, that was fine.
Duobao closed his eyes, his face full of pain. "Master, you are really capable. You brought the current Heavenly Emperor under your command with just one move. How could the great sect not be perfect?"
In reality, it was through a sliver of hope that he joined the Jie Sect, thus perfecting the Tongtian teachings.
"Duobao, what's wrong?" Tongtian snapped out of his joy and realized that his eldest disciple was suffering from suppressed pain.
"Master, how could you accept the Human Emperor as your disciple? He..." Duobao's eyes widened. Something was wrong with Master. Putting aside Second Uncle and Master's feelings for the Mountain Lord, even if Master was reckless, he wouldn't be so audacious as to accept the Mountain Lord as his disciple.
A murderous intent lingered in Chang Hao's heart. Unable to bear it any longer, Chang Hao sheathed the Jade Flute Sword and took out the Human Emperor Sword from the Black Lotus.
The Emperor's sword was drawn like divine punishment descending from the heavens, causing the Milky Way to reverse and the sun and moon to lose their luster. It showed no compassion for all living beings, only a murderous intent to kill the lowly.
Chang Hao is completely inhumane. It was the cult leader who provoked him first, and he was just returning the favor.
Even knowing that he was no match for the Sage, Chang Hao still did not have the habit of swallowing his anger. If the Sage had the ability, he would personally kill the current Human Emperor.
"Good," Tongtian drew his Qingping Sword to meet the challenge from his disciple. "Not bad, not bad. You are teachable. This sword strike already shows seventy percent of my skill."
"Good disciple, well done, just like that, this sword strike is already nine-tenths complete." Tongtian's eyes shone brightly as he kept praising the promising young talent, thankfully he hadn't missed him.
Duobao stared blankly. "Master, you're still grinning like an idiot! You've already given the heavens a huge bulge."
Chang Hao's veins bulged on his hands. He turned his sword and aimed it at the Tongtian Sect Leader's gaping mouth. He wanted to tear the Tongtian Sect Leader's mouth apart; it was as if a dog's mouth could not produce ivory.
“That’s not cute anymore,” Tongtian glanced at the tip of Chang Hao’s sword thrusting towards him, raised his hand to block it, and flicked the Human Emperor Sword with his left hand. “That’s enough for today’s sparring.”
Chang Hao gripped the Human Emperor Sword tightly. Was this the end? A challenge? That would be underestimating him.
Chang Hao's killing intent reached its peak; the sword in his hand was half of his body. He dared to challenge the Tongtian Sect Leader to break his Emperor Sword.
As Chang Hao mastered the 'live ordeal', his sword strikes were executed with composure, reflecting his understanding of the Dao. He effortlessly parried Tongtian's sword moves and immediately counterattacked, growing stronger with each battle, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens.
Tongtian gradually lost his smile, watching helplessly as Di Xin's cultivation level as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, which he had displayed when he first made his move, steadily increased. In the blink of an eye, the barrier between the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and the Quasi-Saint was as thin as a piece of paper, easily broken with a gentle breath.
Emperor Xin's spiritual energy was inexhaustible and never seemed to run dry. Wasn't that equivalent to a minor saint?
Chang Hao used the Tongtian technique to return to the peak of his combat power in one fell swoop...
"Master, Your Majesty, please stop fighting! It's a misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding. Master, please stop! I have something important to report. Please be careful and don't hurt His Majesty." Seeing his master and the mountain lord fighting so fiercely, Duobao was extremely anxious.
Master, why did you have to have a problem at this critical juncture? It's one thing if we can't count on you for important matters, but at least please don't cause any more trouble.
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