My Name Is Ding Hao
Ding Sha was slightly stunned. He had a very strange feeling that he seemed to have seen this man somewhere before, but he couldn’t figure out exactly when he had seen him.
But that was not important.
Ding Sha slowly approached him. He sneered and said, "So this is your true appearance? Let’s cut the crap. Give me the Primordial Concentrated Ore and I’ll leave your remains intact."
The color of the young man’s robe was like that of jade. He examined Ding Sha with his eyes as if he were looking at something strange. Then he shook his head and said, "As expected, you are as greedy as your father. I could easily lure you out with a Primordial Concentrated Ore. If you get killed, it’s because you are courting death."
Ding Sha was stunned and immediately understood. "So you knew that I had placed a mark of Divine Senses on you. You deliberately led me to this place?"
There was a mocking smile on the lips of the young man in a cyan robe. "What else do you think? I have erased all the marks of Divine Senses placed on me by other people. Why does the mark placed by you still exist? You can’t be so naive as to believe that it’s because you have placed the mark of Divine Senses more skillfully?"
Ding Sha felt he had been fooled and couldn’t suppress his fury.
"Humph, so what if you discovered it? You think you are luring me out. I’m afraid you will get burnt by playing with fire." Ding Sha snorted. He had absolute confidence in his strength. Except for Ding Tong, no one of similar age with him could do anything to him. What’s more, he had brought masters of the God’s Palace with him tonight.
"Do you know my name?" asked the young man in a cyan robe unhurriedly.
"Nameless rat, you don’t deserve to let me know your name. Humph!" Ding Sha snorted disdainfully.
"My name is Ding Hao." The young man in a cyan robe seemed to be talking to himself. He slowly introduced his name.
"Haha, you’re really a nobody. Ding Hao or not, I’ve never heard of you..." Ding Sha laughed loudly. His disdain was very obvious, but in the next moment, there seemed to be a bolt of lightning flashing through his mind. His expression suddenly froze on his face.
"Ding Hao!?
"This name..."
Ding Sha suddenly remembered what his father had once told him. Sixteen years ago, his eldest uncle, who had been a glamorous figure in the world, seemed to have a son named Ding Hao.
"Could this man be Ding Hao?
"How is it possible?"
A chill rose from Ding Sha’s back. He stared at Ding Hao with surprise and doubt in his heart. "No, it’s said that that child is already dead. His blood essence had been drained. Even if he was still alive, he would probably be a useless man. He can’t be cultivating."
"It seems that you’ve realized it." Ding Hao smiled, revealing his white teeth. Under the moonlight, the two rows of teeth were like sharp knives. He said, "It’s time to settle an old score with you. It was your father’s fault. I should settle it with him, but it seems you and your father have no difference. You even want to kneel down and worship Ding Tong. You’ve already made your choice in the battle in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, so there’s nothing I have to say. Your father did something cruel to me when I was only three years old. You should have known what would happen today."
"Hahahaha! Bah!" Ding Sha laughed loudly and said disdainfully, "The end justifies the means. Everything is predestined. Who do you think you are? You’re deliberately mystifying things. Everyone in Ding Shengtan’s family deserves to die. How dare you pretend to be that bastard? Go to hell with them!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
The ten trusted masters of the God’s Palace around Ding Sha turned into flowing lights and rushed toward Ding Hao to attack him.
"Just like your father, you are a coward. What you can do is only to ask your subordinates to seek their doom." Ding Hao sneered. He put his palm, which was like a sword, in front of his chest and it was in an erect position.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The invisible Sword Intent passed through the void.
A master of the God’s Palace was the first one to rush over. Before he could react, his body had been pierced by the Sword Intent. With
A master in the Martial Sage Realm died in an instant.
"Ah ah..."
"No! What sword technique is that?"
The other Martial Sages exclaimed and did not dare to confront it head-on. The invisible Sword Intent had split the void. Wherever it passed, the masters dodged and did not dare to counterattack it directly. In an instant, the Sword Intent was everywhere on the top of the stone peak, as if countless invisible divine swords were cutting the void back and forth, making people feel as if they had fallen into a snare.
Poof! Poof!
In an instant, the bodies of two more Martial Sages were pierced by the Sword Intent and they died without any suspense.
In the void, the air was separated on both sides in the night, like waves being cut apart. The invisible Sword Light and Sword Qi whistled, but the track of the sword could not be captured by the eye at all.
"What is this sword technique?"
Someone shouted in horror as his arm was cut off.
They were all masters in the Sage Realm and had experienced countless battles, but they had never seen such a weird sword technique. Nothing could resist it. Sabers and swords would all be broken if they were used to counterattack it. Even the powerful protective Qi could not block it when they seemed to be attacked by a very sharp sword.
The Sage Realm Master with a broken arm cried out in grief. Soon, ice emerged from his wound. The power of extreme coldness broke out, and in the blink of an eye, his frozen body turned into fine powder, which drifted away in the void.
A master in the Martial Sage Realm could not resist Ding Hao’s attack.
"It’s the Sword Intent!" Someone shouted with panic on his face. He had finally thought of something. Only the most powerful attack in swordsmanship could have such an effect. All techniques would be conquered by a sword. The ultimate realm of swordsmanship was the Sword Intent.
The power of the Sword Intent could be said to be all-conquering.
It was said that when one cultivated the Sword Intent to the ultimate realm, he could really conquer all techniques with one sword. A sword could conquer all kinds of magical powers, and the Sword Intent could break the strongest defense and the toughest Divine Artifacts.
Comprehending the Sword Intent was every swordsman’s ultimate dream.
But such a good thing could only happen by chance.
Many peerless geniuses might not be able to comprehend the Sword Intent. Sixteen years ago, "Three Thousand Swords" Shi Yihuang was known as the No. 1 swordsman on the Eastern Continent. He wasn’t able to comprehend such ultimate power of swordsmanship, which was his regret.
A master in swordsmanship who had comprehended the Sword Intent could instantly kill an opponent at the same level.
The young man in a cyan robe in front of them was a two-apertured Martial Sage. The Sword Intent he had released was extremely powerful. The Sword Intent and Sword Qi were everywhere in the void. As long as someone got hit, he would be killed in an instant. The ten Martial Sages were extremely shocked.
In a short while, there were six Martial Sages who had died.
The remaining four masters’ faces were pale, and they dared not go on fighting. They turned around and fled.
This was no longer a battle, but a death sentence. The invisible and indestructible Sword Intent was not something they could resist at all. They had totally lost their fighting spirit.
"Useless trash!" Ding Sha was furious.
"No matter who you are, you must die tonight. The Primordial Concentrated Ore has appeared before me, so there can’t be a second owner." He took one step forward and the shadow of a Divine Emperor appeared behind him. A mighty power emerged in his body as if he were the ruler of the world.
"Let the so-called power of the Sword Intent dissipate!" Ding Sha shouted and punched out.
The shadow of the Divine Emperor behind him also punched down.
Ding Hao laughed loudly and took a step forward as well. He pressed his fingers together like a sword and drew a vertical line in the void. His entire arm almost turned into a sharp sword. A streak of Sword Intent and Sword Qi burning with raging flames separated the void.
Boom!
The flaming Sword Intent and Sword Qi collided with the shadow of the Divine Emperor. The two shattered.
"Haha, is this the so-called Sword Intent that can conquer all techniques? It seems that your cultivation is far from enough!" Ding Sha laughed loudly and punched again.
"You’ll know soon." Ding Hao clenched his fists. He seemed to have turned into a peerless sharp sword in an instant. Behind him, four shadows of Sword Intent and Sword Qi appeared. One was chilly; one was hot; one was fiery; one was frozen. They respectively represented the power of four kinds of Sword Intents, namely spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Four streaks of Sword Intent and Sword Qi shot out at the same time, like a peacock spreading its tail. Ding Hao lowered his head and they shot out in an instant.
RUUUUUUMMMMBLLLLE!
The shadow of the Divine Emperor bent over to punch. His giant fists were smashed by the four Sword Intents in an instant. His arms dimmed and dissipated.
"Poof..." Ding Sha spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
"Your Highness!" The remaining four masters in the Sage Realm were greatly shocked and hurried to save him. Two of them even tried to block Ding Hao’s attack with their bodies.
Ding Hao stopped like a killing god.
"Ding Sha, I’ll give you a fair chance to fight. Don’t disgrace the bloodline of the Ding family in your body!" Behind Ding Hao, there were again four kinds of Sword Intents and Sword Qi, representing respectively spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Green, crimson, gold, and silver flames were flickering. It was like the descent of a god with an imposing manner.
He did not attack the Martial Sage experts.
During the secluded cultivation, Ding Hao thought clearly about his own Tao. Since he helped the Saber Master and the Sword Master enter the world inside the Devil Saber and the one inside the Rusted Sword, he had tempered his Divine Senses, and his understanding of the Saber Intent and the Sword Intent had become deeper. At this time, the power of his Sword Intent could almost instantly kill any master below the five-apertured Sage Realm.
This was the monstrous power of a dual meridian two-apertured Martial Sage.
"Bah! Who the hell are you to challenge me?"
Ding Sha was furious. He stretched out his hands backhand in the void and then was holding a crimson long sword in each hand. They were like flowing liquid, emitting a weird aura. He swiftly stepped forward and rushed toward Ding Hao to attack him.
The shadow of the Divine Emperor behind him appeared again. The shadow seemed to be the incarnation of Ding Sha and the Divine Emperor was also holding two divine swords in his hands. His momentum was overwhelming.
Ding Hao moved his feet and constantly changed his position. Every time he flashed, four streaks of Sword Intents, representing spring, summer, autumn, and winter respectively, shot out wildly. The sharp Sword Intents covered the sky and the earth, crushing the void.
"Break!"
Ding Sha shouted and waved the weird crimson liquid swords in his hands, chopping up all the Sword Intents and Sword Qi around him.
The crimson liquid swords were extremely weird. They looked weak, but they shattered Ding Hao’s Sword Intents.
"It’s because the power of my Sword Intent has not yet reached the Completion Realm." Ding Hao knew that his understanding of the Sword Intent was only in the beginning stage, so he could not really conquer all techniques with one sword.