Chapter 742 - 731: Fierce Demon
One of the main reasons Ding Ling originally came to the World Association was to find Dugu Sword Saint and learn the Twenty-Third Sword.
But unfortunately.
He searched the four corners of the Earth Realm but couldn’t find any trace of Dugu Sword Saint.
Thinking of it now.
Dugu Sword Saint was completely obliterated into nothingness by his ’Ten Tribulations of the Evil King’, not even leaving a single drop of blood!
If he could find him, it would truly be a miracle.
"Didn’t Duann Lang say that Dugu Sword Saint came to the World Association to seek revenge on Xiong Ba?"
"It seems there are some hidden secrets here that even Duann Lang couldn’t uncover."
"Mud Bodhisattva..."
Again, Mud Bodhisattva.
This divine charlatan, does he really enjoy leaking celestial secrets so much?
Ding Ling couldn’t understand.
Wouldn’t it be better to just live well? Why insist on fortune-telling and revealing celestial secrets?
"But since I’ve come to the World Association..."
Ding Ling took a step out, light swirling beneath his feet; in an instant, he traversed thousands of miles with just a step, arriving above the realm of the World Association.
He gazed down at the Lower Realm.
The people of the World Association came and went, bustling like weaving threads.
However, perhaps startled by Ding Ling’s recent battle with the Sword Saint, many of them were shouting, and just as it seemed someone was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared in the World Association.
Boom!
This person stood tall and imposing, as if both demon and deity, with fists of iron swirling with flames and the power of thunder, appearing as a spinning black flame tornado charging into the crowd, effortlessly burning and piercing through everything in his path.
"Ah!"
Qin Shuang rushed out, only to be shattered by this person’s slap along with several others in the Martial Arts Arena!
From start to finish, Qin Shuang only had time to let out one angry howl before he was completely annihilated.
"So that’s how Qin Shuang died."
Ding Ling held quite a fondness for Qin Shuang, and seeing him die so tragically, he couldn’t help but be enraged.
He shot a glare like lightning:
"But who is this man after all?"
A person he had never seen before.
Clad in black armor, towering a full one Zhang, mighty and fierce like an ancient beast walking out of history.
His appearance was so abrupt, with no warning signs whatsoever.
Once he appeared, he began slaughtering the people of the World Association.
Even if Ding Ling wanted to stop it.
He couldn’t.
Because he had already intervened once in this space-time, and if he acted again, it would be just a sound, without substantial attack, or else he would certainly face celestial punishment.
Thinking of this, Ding Ling pointed towards the rear of the World Association, emitting a clangorous sound, hoping that those who heard this would flee in time.
"Ah!"
"No!"
...
The screams in the World Association rose one after another.
The fierce demon buried himself in killing, his iron fists occasionally blazing with fire, occasionally encased in lightning, often unleashing a punch that could easily smash through hundreds of people, bodies of hundreds of elite disciples of the World Association shattered, becoming mangled corpses!
The level of slaughter so tragic.
Speaks volumes.
"Who exactly is he?"
Ding Ling wanted a clearer look, so he stepped forward, his feet swirling like stars shifting, arriving in front of the fierce demon in an instant.
Swish!
The fierce demon halted abruptly, slightly raising his head to look at the sky realm, seemingly seeing Ding Ling, a trace of smile appearing on his slightly ferocious face, he suddenly clenched his fist, suddenly punching towards Ding Ling’s face heavily.
This punch, terrifyingly strong, seemed capable of smashing through space-time, causing ripples in the void, small black holes emerging, piercing with the force of this punch, booming towards Ding Ling.
Ding Ling’s pupils contracted, from this black hole he sensed a deadly force capable of shattering spirit and soul.
Thus.
He no longer resisted the pulling force of this space-time, jumped upwards, escaping from this space-time.
Boom!
Behind him, there seemed to be the sound of a sky-shattering explosion, as if each world was collapsing and obliterating under that punch.
"What a terrifying fellow."
Ding Ling slightly furrowed his brow:
"How could this guy suddenly appear in the Human Realm?! And strike such an earth-shattering punch? This doesn’t make sense."
Ding Ling puzzled, but didn’t dwell deeply:
"Seems like I’m still not strong enough. Once I can defeat this person, all problems will naturally be resolved."
Ding Ling chose to return, slicing through the Nine Void Realm with the Celestial Destiny Saber.
In the next instant.
The Sword Spirit returned to its original body.
Hum!
Ding Ling opened his eyes, feeling a strong force boiling in his Dantian.
This was the power of the Ten Tribulations of the Evil King.
He carried the Great Evil King, Celestial Destiny Saber, on his back.
At present.
He now carried four weapons on his back. Three sabers and one sword.
Ding Ling looked at the bodies of Xiaao Sanxiaao and Wu Wudi not far away, employing Dragon Capturing Skill to seize them into the air.
Carefully sensing.
Both were truly Shattering Level masters.
Xiaao Sanxiaao was even at Shattering Level Great Perfection.
"Unfortunately, their souls were obliterated. Otherwise, I could have dragged them into the Sword Realm to strip their memories, acquiring all their magic and skill."
Although that was the case.
Once Ding Ling left this realm.
He could still use the special methods of the Nine Void Realm, traveling to past space-times, learning from these two’s magic and skill.
Not everyone could discover his spirit body like the Sword Saint.
And if the Sword Saint could find him, it only meant he was still not strong enough.
Once he became powerful enough, presumably even the Sword Saint would never be able to notice him!
Ding Ling placed their bodies into the Storage Pouch, their True Qi surging, in the future could go to Otherworldly Space for refining, better not waste.
He continued deeper into the lava pool, following the path previously taken, arriving at a dark territory.
Now his eyesight is incomparable to the past. This time he looked clearly, indeed many monstrous beasts were hiding here, but most were neither human, nor ghost, nor demon.
Ding Ling captured one, explored carefully.
Enlightened:
"These monsters might be Ancient Celestial Soldiers. They are in charge of guarding here. But they invariably were gradually influenced into demonization, each of their bodies starting to mutate, becoming so demonic."
Ding Ling sighed.
One by one he killed these Celestial Soldier and Demon.
Letting them out would be a disaster to Jiuzhou of the Human World, Ding Ling naturally wouldn’t do such a thing.
Continuing deeper.
Arrived at that special Tai Chi Yin Yang Array.
Ding Ling once again saw those eight Qilin Eggs and that coffin.
This time Ding Ling directly chose to go forward and opened the coffin, boom! In the next instant, rolling Demon Qi mixed with a gust of demonic wind rushed into his body.
"You brat! You dare to return. This time I will kill you!"
Chiyou’s Demon Soul manifested before Ding Ling’s chest.
This Demon Soul was his main soul.
Much stronger than his Soul Division:
"Paradise has roads you don’t walk, and hell has no doors you charge in, hahaha, you wouldn’t think that destroying my Soul Division could contend with my main soul, would you? This time you dared to directly open the coffin sealing me, truly heaven is helping me. Brat, die!"