Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 410 A Holy Son of the Phoenix Deity Palace?

Ding Hao also felt shocked and sluggish.

He had seen the true body of that phoenix and he had also known the terrible strength it had. But compared with the days in the Snow Dragon Mountain, the phoenix’s strength had multiplied many times over. With a feather, the phoenix could kill a superior in the Half-Step Martial Emperor Realm, so, what realm had he reached in strength? The Demon Royal Realm? The Demon Emperor Realm?

Just thinking about it, Ding Hao felt it was appalling, and he could not help but give a gasp of astonishment.

If there were a demon at the level of the Demon Emperor in the Snow Province, it would be a disaster for its human tribe. Even if nine sects were united, they could not defend from such a demon and they could only think about how to make it vanish.

When people felt shocked, the red feather just spun slightly around Zhuo Feifan’s body. A red awn flashed and swallowed the body instantly, leaving nothing behind.

Its movement made all people seem to face a formidable enemy. They condensed their Qi, fearing that the feather would kill more people.

After the red feather swallowed Zhuo Feifan’s body, it ignored the crowd. It shook lightly, as if it stretched itself languidly. The following split second, it turned into a red light, to later disappear into the sky in the distance. It came and went without leaving any traces. It was as though he had not showed up, without leaving any aura remaining.

The crowd was stunned for a long while, until the aura left by the feather completely disappeared, and then they were relieved.

“Farewell, my Great Saint!” the One-legged Ox Demon King and the Demon King with Magical Eyes knelt on the ground and waited until the red feather disappeared in the sky. Then they stood up excitedly. The One-legged Ox Demon King glanced at the superiors of the human tribe and laughed, saying, “Well, shall we continue fighting?”

The headmasters of the nine sects felt embarrassed, saying nothing.

They were all shocked by the supernatural power of the Great Saint Phoenix Deity. Facing such a supreme existence, one that none could see its true face, even the head masters of the nine sects lost the will to fight. That was, without depending on the perseverance or the fighting edge to make up the gap, and maybe only the God of War of Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region was able to kill the big phoenix demon who roamed across the horizon by fighting with the phoenix personally.

In such a situation, who would be able to intimidate the two demon kings?

“Haha. No fighting? We’ll be leaving then. Haha. The Human Tribe’s Holy Land of Martial Arts in the Snow Province was just so-so!” The arrogant attitude of the One-legged Ox Demon King angered the crowd but they could do nothing.

The Demon King with Magical Eyes was back in his old image of an old blind man in shabby clothes. He rose into the sky and said to Ding Hao, smiling, “Currently, my lord had not conducted killings since he had not forgotten Mr. Ding’s kindness. Take care of yourself, Mr. Ding. Haha. The human tribe appears to be united, but in fact it has been split. It has carried out activities with evil spirits. Its men have been working as bandits and women as prostitutes. Even we the demons and beasts disdain to do so. Mr. Ding has a noble character, one day you will be persecuted by villains. If one day you are bullied by people in the Snow Province, come to our Phoenix Deity Palace. Our lord has issued the order earlier, to keep the position of Saint Son of the Phoenix Deity Palace for Mr. Ding.”

Before Ding Hao answered, the two big demons disappeared in the sky, by turning into the flowing light.

At that time nobody dared to stop them.

All superiors of the nine sects saw helplessly the two big demons leave in a vain manner, after they had made a terrible scene in the human tribe’s Holy Land of Martial Arts.

Then all people eyed at Ding Hao.

What the Demon King with Magical Eyes said before he left made the head masters of the nine sects feel suspicious and they were all thinking that the young man before them had in fact made a secret deal with the Phoenix Deity?

Someone wanted to arrest Ding Hao to interrogate him, but when he took the terrible strength of the Great Saint Phoenix Deity into consideration, he had some fears. He was worried whether Ding Hao really had some connection with the Great Saint of Deity Phoenix, Ding Hao’s arrest would mean provoking the terrible Demon Emperor; he and other people could not manage the situation, so all people kept silent.

“The stupid demon did not forget to drive a wedge between us before he left,” Li Jianyi, the headmaster of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect smiled and said sweetly, “Ding Hao, you can do nothing currently. You did a great job by fighting against the two demons. The Sect will award you accordingly. I found that you have consumed too much Qi when you conducted the Beast Transform technique; go back and take some rest.”

Li Jianyi was a smart person. What he said helped Ding Hao take credit and also make a conclusion on the matter.

The headmaster of the Tranquility Academy sneered and said nothing.

Ding Hao bowed and left the battlefield by turning into the flowing light.

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The battle in the Mirror Lake was over.

As for the fight between the Golden Eagle Demon King and Mu Tianyang, nobody knew the result.

It was said that after three days, Mu Tianyang returned to the Tranquility Academy in the Mirror Lake without any expression. No wounds were discovered in him, and no spoils of war were seen, being brought back by him. When he returned to the Academy, he secluded himself for cultivation.

During the battle of Mirror Lake, not many buildings were destroyed.

The people in the Snow Province had been operating the place for nearly a thousand years, and tens of thousands of defense formations were made there. Apart from the little pub that was destroyed by two demon kings at the beginning, only a small street with less than 500 meters was damaged. About four hundred people were killed in the battle and most of them were ordinary warriors with strong curiosity, because they were too close to the battlefield.

The figure seemed shocking, but in fact, it was not as many as the people who were killed in the past winter when an ordinary human settlement was broken through.

In that cold and cruel world, such numbers could be ignored.

No superiors from the nine sects were killed.

However, the impact of that battle on the situation in the Snow Province was absolutely shocking.

That kind of shock did not result from the breaking through of the Holy Land in the Mirror Lake for the human tribe in the Snow Province by the demon tribe—in fact, the kind of symbolic humiliation could be ignored, like the deaths for the nine sects that had been used to being pragmatic for a long time. The real cause of the great change was only the death of one person.

The death of Zhuo Feifan, the inspector from the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost.

After the end of the holy war tens of thousands of years prior, the God of War of Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region established the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost. For tens of thousands of years, at least four hundred inspectors had been sent to dozens of provinces in the northern region, of which 356 died in their beds, 34 had been sent back to the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost, six died from being possessed by the Devil for cultivation, and four were killed by demons.

Zhuo Feifan was the fifth person killed by demons.

Four inspectors were killed by demons, which angered the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost. It sent oracles to carry out blood revenges so that the demon troublemakers were killed with their clans. Several great purges were conducted and consequently the demon forces that had usually been arrogant and active were eradicated and the blood waves were set off. The means taken by the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost were ruthless.

In that way, the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost had established an unshakable prestige in the Northern Region.

Nearly a thousand years had passed since the last inspector was killed by demons. Many people had forgotten such a story. Unexpectedly, such things happened again at the current time.