Invincible Divine Sword - Chapter 164:
Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Three Years Later, I Will Cut You Down!
Translator: 549690339
Zhang Hao was puzzled, but then he heard Liu Shuang say with a face full of hatred, “Yang Xiaotian!”
Yang Xiaotian!
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao suddenly turned his head to follow Liu Shuang’s gaze.
His eyes landed on Yang Xiaotian, “Is this kid Yang Xiaotian?”
“Yes, it’s him!” Liu Shuang said with hatred in her voice, her eyes wishing she could skin Yang Xiaotian and pull his bones apart.
Zhang Hao, carrying Liu Shuang, walked over to Yang Xiaotian and his party.
At this moment, Yang Xiaotian also noticed Liu Shuang and Zhang Hao, and everyone stopped in their tracks.
“You’re Yang Xiaotian, right?” Zhang Hao looked down on Yang Xiaotian coldly, “You’ve got some nerve, daring to barge into the Great Tiandou Alchemist Hall and injure people.”
“I’m going to break your legs now!”
“Then I’ll destroy your cultivation as punishment!”
As he said this, he suddenly launched a claw attack toward Yang Xiaotian.
The force of this claw seemed capable of splitting mountains and tearing the earth apart.
Luo Qing’s complexion changed; this young man was definitely a Martial Emperor Expert, and a powerfully strong one at that.
Just as Zhang Hao’s claw was about to hit Yang Xiaotian, suddenly, Wu Qi’s large wooden staff swung out and struck Zhang Hao’s sharp claw with precision.
Clang!
A sonorous clang resounded.
Waves of force erupted wildly.
Zhang Hao stepped back several times, looking at Wu Qi beside Yang Xiaotian with uncertain surprise.
“Was it you who defeated Lu Gang and Wu Qianjin?” He stared at Wu Qi coldly.
Wu Qi’s wrinkled old face was expressionless, “Get lost!” he bellowed like thunder.
Liu Shuang’s mind exploded, and his complexion changed as he stepped back in shock.
However, Zhang Hao coldly snorted, levitated into the air, and his aura kept on climbing, astonishing power pressing down from all sides; the surrounding streets seemed to be crushed by a great mountain, and cracks began to appear on the ground.
Passersby on the street scattered in alarm.
“Martial Emperor ten layers,” Wu Qi said coldly, looking at Zhang Hao in the sky.
Indeed, the Zhang Hao before them was a Martial Emperor of the ten layers.
Zhang Hao’s eyes were filled with a piercing coldness, and he swung his long sword towards Wu Qi, Yang Xiaotian, and the others.
Suddenly, Sword Qi burst forth like the light of stars, and like the Milky Way crashing down from the Nine Heavens, it bore down with a fury capable of obliterating heaven and earth against Wu Qi and Yang Xiaotian.
“Sword Falling From the Starry River!”
He was unleashing the Supreme Divine Power, Star Nine Transformations, from the great Maha Divine Sect.
Wu Qi, as he saw the Star Nine Transformations Sword Qi crashing down, swung his large wooden staff, and streaks of dark green chill like inverted glacial rivers soared into the sky, meeting the oncoming Sword Qi.
There was a massive shockwave.
Zhang Hao was forced to step back once again.
Twice unsuccessful, Zhang Hao’s expression turned ugly; he pointed his long sword to the sky and said coldly, “Old man, take my Summit Mastery Fire God Sword Technique!”
Suddenly, flames surged all over his body, and as the long sword vibrated with a hum, it resonated between heaven and earth, and terrifying sword flame exploded, condensing an image of a Fire God.
Yang Xiaotian’s eyes narrowed.
Once a Supreme Divine Power was cultivated to the Summit Mastery Realm, its divine force could become sentient. Once sentient, its power was far beyond what could be matched by the Perfection Realm.
The young man before him had already cultivated the Supreme Divine Power of Fire God Sword Technique to the Summit Mastery Realm.
This was the first time Yang Xiaotian had seen someone cultivate a Supreme Divine Power to Summit Mastery!
“Cut!”
“Tear!”
Zhang Hao’s voice sounded as if it came from the Nine Heavens.
When he swung his long sword downwards, the spirit of the Fire God also wielded a fire sword and struck down.
The sword light was astonishing, as if Heaven and Earth were being split in two.
In the instant that the sword light fell, Luo Qing and the others lost color in shock, feeling as though their bodies were being cleaved in two.
Wu Qi stood there, his body surging with dark green light, and his large wooden staff continuously twirled and swung, each rotation inevitably stirring up layers of dark green chill.
From a distance, it looked like a terrifyingly immense dark green tornado was heading straight for Zhang Hao’s Fire God Sword Technique.
The booming explosions were incessant.
Zhang Hao was shaken so forcefully that he retreated repeatedly in mid-air, stepping back a dozen times or so.
Wu Qi also took several steps back, his robe billowing with forceful sounds.
Zhang Hao’s expression was ugly, he hadn’t expected this unremarkable old man to possess such strength; his Fire God Sword Technique at the Summit Mastery Realm couldn’t even quite affect his opponent.
Just as Zhang Hao was about to strike again, suddenly, from afar, a large group of City Defense Guards rushed over.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao had no choice but to stop, and he looked coldly at Yang Xiaotian, “Yang Xiaotian, consider yourself lucky this time, but next time, I will surely slay you!” He continued, “Don’t think that just because you’ve condensed three Sword Hearts that you are something special. In our Mahayana Divine Sect, there are plenty with four, even five Sword Hearts.”
“Your kind of talent is merely trash in our Mahayana Divine Sect.”
In fact, Zhang Hao was deliberately exaggerating. Although the Mahayana Divine Sect had Sword Dao Geniuses who had condensed Sword Hearts, they were certainly not numerous, and someone like Yang Xiaotian who could condense three Sword Hearts was indeed rare.
Upon hearing these words, Yang Xiaotian sneered, “Just a Martial King, and you think your talent is so remarkable? By the time I reach your age, I will assuredly have attained the status of a Martial Saint!”
Above the Martial King, there is the Martial Venerable, above the Martial Venerable is the Martial Emperor, and only after the Martial Emperor comes the Martial Saint with their sacred title.
Zhang Hao couldn’t help but be angered.
Yang Xiaotian continued, “By the time I reach your age, what’s so difficult about condensing four or five Sword Hearts?” Then he asked, “May I know how many Sword Hearts have you condensed now?”
Zhang Hao choked, his face turning from red to purple.
Although his Sword Dao was extraordinary, he had only managed to condense three Sword Hearts so far, and his third Sword Heart had only just formed.
“If I am trash, what does that make you?” said Yang Xiaotian.
If not even trash, then what?
It is dregs!
Yang Xiaotian’s words were akin to a stabbing heart, like a sharp sword continuously piercing into Zhang Hao’s heart.
Zhang Hao had deliberately demeaned Yang Xiaotian earlier, attempting to break his Martial Dao spirit, but how could Yang Xiaotian not understand his ploy?
Listenting to Yang Xiaotian calling himself less than trash, Zhang Hao flew into a rage.
“In three years’ time, I will certainly slay you!” Yang Xiaotian said, watching the furious Zhang Hao.
The already enraged Zhang Hao burst into laughter upon hearing this, his laughter filled with ridicule, “You will kill me in three years?”
He was now at the tenth layer of the Martial King, and for Yang Xiaotian to kill him, he would need to be at least at the tenth layer of the Martial King as well.
Currently, Yang Xiaotian was only a Martial King. After Martial King comes Martial Ancestor, and only after reaching the tenth layer of the Martial Ancestor does one become a Martial Emperor.
Yang Xiaotian was an entire twenty or so minor realms behind him. In three years, it was uncertain whether he could even break through to Martial Ancestor, yet now he was claiming that he would kill him?
“Alright, in three years, I shall see how you will kill me! Remember my name, Zhang Hao, a core disciple of the Mahayana Divine Sect! I hope you live to see three years from now!” After finishing his words, Zhang Hao, carrying Liu Shuang, soared into the sky and left.
The onlookers had various thoughts as they watched Zhang Hao’s figure disappearing into the distance.
Luo Qing’s eyebrows furrowed deeply with worry.
This young man turned out to be a core disciple of the Mahayana Divine Sect; offending a core disciple of the Mahayana Divine Sect was no small trouble for Yang Xiaotian.
Afterwards, Yang Xiaotian and his group had no mood to continue their stroll and returned to their residence.
The moment he returned to his courtyard, Yang Xiaotian asked the Azure Thunder Python if there was a way to quickly cultivate Supreme Divine Powers to achieve Summit Mastery.
The Azure Thunder Python knew that Zhang Hao’s display of the Summit Mastery Fire God Sword Technique today had stimulated Yang Xiaotian.
“There is a way, but, it’s extremely difficult! Extremely difficult!” the Azure Thunder Python pondered, repeating ‘extremely difficult’ twice.
