Asura Emperor Venerable-Chapter 721: On Sword Dao

Shi Hao and Shi Zhong’s battle from afar ended in a draw.

Logically, in martial arts there’s no second place, only clear strengths and weaknesses, so there should be no suspense.

But who could account for them being in two different realms?

A draw!

Even so, it still caused a stir in the Great Void Realm, and the news even spread throughout the entire Universe.

Now everyone knows that there are two unparalleled monsters in the world, each smashing the records of the Supplementing Divine Temple and the Great Sacrificial Heaven.

It is said that many old monsters from secluded worlds have purposely entered the Great Void Realm, wanting to meet these monsters to see if they could recruit a disciple or something.

Shi Hao frowned, then relaxed, showing a smile.

Shi Zhong was indeed strong.

Having such a rival made him so excited that he felt tingles in his scalp and his fighting spirit surged towards the sky.

He really wanted to battle with his opponent right now.

But it wouldn’t do, as he was still one major realm weaker.

At least it was better than before when he lagged behind by two major realms, and now?

Only one left.

"Shi Zhong, you have not disappointed me," he muttered.

"Brother!" At this moment, someone had already greeted Shi Hao, "Are you interested in joining our Hantian Sect?"

"Tsk, your Hantian Sect is just a mere seven-star force, and you want to recruit an unparalleled genius like Asura?" That person was immediately rebuked, "Asura is the strongest of the Supplementing Divine Temple in ten thousand years, could your petty little Hantian Sect possibly teach him? Asura, join our Juefeng Sect instead!"

"Pfft, your Juefeng Sect is just an eight-star force, what’s there to brag about?"

The crowd was all talking at once, each extending an olive branch to Shi Hao, wanting to incorporate him into their sects.

— Obviously, Shi Hao was destined to become a Peerless Great Ability and even the peak amongst them; acquiring such talent would ensure their sect’s prosperity for at least a few thousand years.

Shi Hao naturally refused them all; he already had the memories of a martial arts expert from the Heaven Building Ladder, so he did not need anyone to teach him, at most he would just adopt a variety of techniques as references.

This left the crowd disappointed, some recognizing the situation and leaving, but others harbored resentment in their hearts.

If I can’t have you, I’ll destroy you, allowing no one else to have you.

You indeed are the choicest talent in ten thousand years, but for now, you are just from the Supplementing Divine Temple; there are plenty of strong individuals who can kill you.

Regrettably, Shi Hao had not revealed his true identity, how to find his true self?

Shi Hao strode away, distancing himself from the crowd, and then he took out the Iron Book.

A total of eighteen pages, each looking utterly ordinary.

"What kind of reward is this?" Shi Hao said in disbelief, not only was the reward just a single page, but they even gave eighteen pages.

What, did they expect him to sell iron?

"You should stack these iron pages together," the Purple Gold Rat suddenly suggested.

Shi Hao glanced at it, and noticed that the rat’s expression was surprisingly serious.

As instructed, he stacked the eighteen pages of the Iron Book: "Then what?"

No sooner had he spoken than the pages began to glow. The metal turned transparent and fused into one.

Previously meaningless symbols also overlapped, forming legible characters.

"On Sword Dao."

These three words opened the text.

Clearly, this was a treatise on the insights of the Sword Dao.

Shi Hao couldn’t help feeling frustrated, "I’m someone who uses a saber, why give me this thing?"

The Purple Gold Rat sighed and patted Shi Hao’s shoulder, "Little Stone, if you were to make this public, it would drive the whole world mad!"

"Oh?" Shi Hao expressed surprise.

"Look at the signature at the end of this text!" the Purple Gold Rat said.

Shi Hao glanced at it, then turned his head, "Jian Yi?"

Purple Gold Rat nodded, "In the Immortal Realm, there was a period when the sword was revered, during which there were four Immortal Venerables who wielded swords as their weapons. Their names were considered sacrosanct, but out of humility, they referred to themselves as Jian Yi, Jian Er, Jian San, Jian Si."

"Jian Yi is the progenitor of the Sword Body!"

"Now, do you realize how awesome Jian Yi was?"

Damn, the progenitor of the Sword Body!

Since Jian Yi was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, he pushed the Sword Dao to its limit, even forming a constitution that was transmitted down through his bloodline.

This is truly awesome.

Shi Hao nodded, "So this is Jian Yi explicating the Sword Dao?"

"That’s why it’s naturally invaluable," said Purple Gold Rat. "Even if you are cultivating the Blade Dao, all great paths are interconnected, and you can still gain immense benefits."

"That’s not bad at all," Shi Hao chuckled, unaware of what Shi Zhong had obtained.

The opponent had broken no fewer records than him, so of course, his gains would not be any less.

The battle in the Supplementing Divine Temple was still a day away; Shi Hao still had time. He began to read this treatise on the Sword Dao, first word by word, then pondering its meaning, and suddenly, insights abounded.

He became completely immersed in the vision of the Sword Dao progenitor until Purple Gold Rat urged him, and only then did he snap back to reality.

"Little Stone, it’s time for your competition," the Purple Gold Rat said.

Has a day already passed so quickly?

Alright, then.

Shi Hao rushed to the competition venue.

Every such competition followed the same pattern: in the first round, everyone would enter one of thirty-two palaces. No matter what, the person who emerged first from the palace after three days would be the seed for the second round.

Thirty-two seeds would then compete in an elimination battle until a sole victor was determined.

Simple, brutal.

If it weren’t this way, how many Supplementing Divine Temples are spread throughout the Universe, and how long would it take to fight round after round?

From the outside, the thirty-two palaces all looked identical, and once entered, nobody could come out until the end of the first round of the competition.

So don’t even think about running out to switch to a different palace once you see a strong opponent inside.

Shi Hao naturally didn’t care; he walked confidently into one of the palaces.

He kept a low profile, sitting down to wait for the competition to begin.

—When the palace doors close, the competition begins. Those who strike preemptively will be seen as violating the rules and will lose their eligibility for the match.

Although his name was well known throughout the Universe, there were not many who had seen him, and he was certainly not about to proclaim his identity everywhere, so his arrival did not cause any sort of disturbance.

Nobody knew that the winner of this palace was essentially already decided.

There were many people. A large number, although not geniuses, had a chance at a melee in the first round, and perhaps with some luck, they could stand out?

That would be a significant opportunity to show face. What if they attracted the favor of an Almighty and became his disciple?

That could change their lives completely.

Therefore, regardless of strength or weakness, whether or not they had entered the Ancient World, they all showed up now.

"This is bad, Qi Yuansheng has arrived!"

"What, that killing god has entered our palace?"

"Let me out quick!"

Many turned pale with fear. Qi Yuansheng, known as Little Killing God, was one to kill easily, and even Han Junyi could not keep up with him. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Fortunately, in this place, death meant at most being expelled from the Great Void Realm.

"Zhu Qi is also here."

"Heavens, another killing god."

"I’m going to have nightmares about this."

"Alas, what sin did we commit to end up in the same palace as these two killing gods?"

Everyone was full of lament.