387: Chapter 386: New and Old Grudges 387: Chapter 386: New and Old Grudges “The weapon is named Tyrant Blade, an Ancient Weapon,” Frost Desolation said coldly, seemingly discerning the thoughts in Wang Dadong’s heart.
Wang Dadong’s pupils narrowed slightly.
Legends said that the Martial Way had its most flourishing era during ancient times.
The martial artists of today, compared to those from the ancient times, were simply like infants.
Even the weaker ancient martial artists could easily kill a Saint.
The outstanding ones among them could even split mountains and divert rivers, terrifyingly powerful.
However, for unknown reasons, those terrifyingly powerful ancient martial artists had suddenly disappeared completely, as if they had never existed, leaving behind only a few ancient weapons.
Although these weapons were no longer as powerful as they once were, in an era where powerful martial artists were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, they could still be called divine weapons!
Of course, those rumors about the ancient martial artists might not necessarily be true.
After all, the truth of that history could no longer be investigated, forever buried in the long river of time.
But these ageless ancient weapons were real.
For instance, the Broken Sword in Wang Dadong’s hand was an ancient weapon, named Red Bane.
Unfortunately, with the fall of the Piano Emperor, the Red Bane Sword had also broken and could no longer exert its original power.
The rarity of ancient weapons was not the least bit inferior to that of Saints.
No wonder Frost Desolation, possessing an ancient weapon, could make even Wang Dadong, who possessed Slaughtering Sage Strength, feel a trace of terror.
A glint of fervent desire emerged in Wang Dadong’s eyes.
Ancient weapons were something any strong fighter would dream of.
Empowered by possessing an ancient weapon, Frost Desolation’s aura surged, his attacks becoming more and more domineering and fierce, with each casual stroke carrying Saint Level combat power, making it impossible for Wang Dadong to even approach.
The ground was collapsing, and mountains were being leveled.
Where Tyrant Blade passed, everything turned to ashes.
A ten-meter Sword Aura, unstoppable.
“Lord Frost Desolation is so powerful!”
“If only I could have one-tenth of Lord Frost Desolation’s strength.”
As long as you obtain a Seventh Order Angel Potion, you can become a Four-Winged Angel and be as strong as Lord Frost Desolation!
If you could get the legendary Tenth Order Angel Potion, you could even become the ultimate Six-Winged Angel!”
Among the Fallen Angels, the Fallen Demon King was absolutely a top-tier existence.
They rarely fought, but once they did, it was earth-shattering.
All the watching Fallen Angels showed eyes filled with intense excitement.
This was their role model, their ultimate pursuit.
In just a few moments, Frost Desolation had launched hundreds of moves, overwhelming Wang Dadong.
Facing Frost Desolation, who possessed an ancient weapon, unless he gave it his all, defeating him would be as difficult as reaching the skies!
But if he were to do that, perhaps he could no longer continue posing as a disciple of Death Knell.
No matter what, he had to seize this ancient weapon.
If the Undying Heavenly King could wield Tyrant Blade, his combat power would immediately break through from Demi-Saint Level to Slaughter Saint Level.
If Hell could have a Slaughter Saint preside over it, Wang Dadong could also live a carefree, pleasures-seeking life confidently.
With that thought, Wang Dadong stopped dodging and directly activated Dominant Body.
Under the state of Dominant Body, Wang Dadong’s entire body shone with a faint golden light, possessing not only the defense of a Saint, but his strength also soared several times.
This was his capital for slaughtering Saints.
The Red Bane Sword also emitted a Sword Aura, but compared to that of Tyrant Blade, it was much smaller, merely three meters.
As the two sharp Sword Auras collided, it was like solid objects hitting each other, exploding into fireworks-like brilliant colors at the meeting point.
Simultaneously, the ground where they stood was pulverized under the powerful rebounding force.
The three-meter red Sword Aura and the ten-meter white Sword Aura might seem unmatched in scale, but their powers were equally matched.
No one could do anything about the other.
The two hardly seemed human, as the things around them were rapidly destroyed during their confrontation.
The watching Fallen Angels widened their eyes, no wonder Frost Desolation had ordered them to retreat a thousand meters away.
At such a level of battle, a slight mistake would undoubtedly leave not even a trace of one’s existence.
Both were still clashing, without any fanciness, purely a comparison of strength and absolute power.
Whoever had the stronger force would win.
Undoubtedly, this type of battle was the most exhilarating.
Full of blood and passion.
“Who exactly are you?” Frost Desolation became more and more astonished as the fight continued.
The combat power Wang Dadong was unleashing had already surpassed the Saint Level and reached the Slaughtering Sage Strength.
“I told you, I am a disciple of Death Knell,” Wang Dadong replied indifferently.
“A disciple of Death Knell can’t possibly be this strong, you must be… Death Knell himself!” Frost Desolation absolutely couldn’t believe that merely a disciple of Death Knell could be this powerful.
You should know, last time someone was beaten by Death Knell to the point of being like a dog, but at that time, he hadn’t reached Demi-Saint Level, nor had he obtained Tyrant Blade.
Back then, his combat power was far less than it is now.
Now that he had the Slaughtering Sage Strength, even if Death Knell himself appeared, he was ready to fight.
As for a disciple of Death Knell?
Impossible to be this strong.
Wang Dadong revealed a hint of a smile, “It seems you are not so foolish.”
Although Frost Desolation had already speculated this, being confirmed by Wang Dadong still shocked him.
This was, after all, the only entity that had completed a 3S task.
You should know, even Saints might not be able to complete a 3S task.
Since it had come to this point in the battle, it was impossible for Wang Dadong to keep hiding his identity.
However, as long as he could slay Frost Desolation, there wouldn’t be any problem.
“Good, Death Knell, let’s settle both new grudges and old scores together!” Knowing that Wang Dadong was indeed Death Knell himself, Frost Desolation was not only unafraid but surged with a strong intent to fight.
The humiliation from being severely beaten by Death Knell in the past and the hatred from having his brother slain by Death Knell even heightened his fighting spirit.
Death Knell must die!
Only then could the insults of the past and the hatred of today be avenged.
Frost Desolation’s aura surged once again, having invoked his full strength.
In another clash, Wang Dadong was unexpectedly sent flying by Frost Desolation.
“Are you ready to fight to the death?” a smile appeared on Wang Dadong’s lips.
Facing Frost Desolation’s increasingly fierce attacks, Wang Dadong gradually found himself at a disadvantage, being sent flying repeatedly by the terrifying sword aura from Tyrant Blade.
In less than fifteen minutes, Wang Dadong had been sent flying dozens of times.
“Frost Desolation is going to win!”
The Fallen Angels cheered.
However, on the fifty-eighth time that Wang Dadong was sent flying, Frost Desolation suddenly spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.