Chapter 623

A Good Romance

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When was the last time he had come to the Heaven's Sword Sect?

Ling Han couldn't help but look dazed, as if he had returned to ten thousand years ago. He had come here to concoct alchemical pills at the invitation of the Sword Emperor, and it was here that he had deceived the Three Styles of Black Origin.

Ten thousand years had passed, and it was as if nothing had changed here in the slightest. It was just like yesterday.

"Wu!"

The sound of a bugle horn rang out, and innumerable people flew out from various places in the mountains. This Great Mountain Barrier Formation had been broken, so the entire sect was naturally mobilized.

The auras of elites rose and fell, and were shockingly terrifying.

If these people joined forces and attacked together, would the Lower Realm instantly collapse? However, with the existence of the Eye of Heavenly Dao, it shouldn't be so. It would definitely interfere to maintain the stability of this realm.

For the Eye of Heavenly Dao, as long as the order of this realm wasn't destroyed, it wouldn't care how many people were killed.

Azure Phoenix Divine Empress and the Beast Snake King were both here, and counting them, the number of Shattering Void Tier elites was actually in the hundreds. It could be seen that the five great sects had used up all their resources to fight a decisive battle to the death with the Purple Moon Empire here.

After this battle, the world would be at peace …

A feeling of disbelief rose up in Ling Han. This was too easy, wasn't it?

Thinking again, the Purple Moon Empire certainly grasped overwhelming power. Even if Ma Duo Bao didn't make a move, the Eight Kings had already beaten the five great sects to a pulp, and in the end, they could only defend this final place.

Now that a decisive battle had occurred, it seemed reasonable.

"Esteemed guest, you've come from afar. Please forgive me for not going out to greet you." An old man with an amiable expression walked out. He was tall and slender, with a head full of white hair and a white beard. Dressed in coarse hemp clothing, he exuded a sage-like air.

When he walked out like this, even the Sword King and Azure Phoenix Divine Empress took a step back in unplanned unison, making way for him to take his place.

Now, there were only four similarly white-haired old men, four men and one woman, that could stand side by side with this old man. They were definitely old antiques, and it was obvious that their vitality had declined.

It was very strange. The five great sects obviously had the Time Source Fluid, which could seal the loss of their own life force. After the Reckoning, they could enter the Immortal Realm and break through again. Then, after becoming immortals, their lifespan would be terrifyingly increased.

"Hehe, is this to deal with great enemies like us?" the Justice Mountain King said with a sneer.

"In this world, one can't break through to the Immortal Realm, so the longer one spends, the more likely it is to go further in the Shattering Void Tier, increasing battle prowess to fifteen Stars, sixteen Stars, or even higher," the Flame King continued.

"However, fourteen Stars is a threshold, and every subsequent Star crossing is as difficult as ascending to the heavens!"

"Even Shattering Void Tier cultivators only have a lifespan of a little over a thousand years, so what if they spend their entire life studying? Talent is there for all to see. If they can only reach twelve Stars of battle prowess in their prime, then even if they die of old age, they'll at most reach fourteen Stars."

The Eight Kings spoke one after another, completely unconcerned, treating these five old men as if they were nothing.

"Hehe, I've long heard that the Eight Kings' heroism is matchless, and that their divine arts are invincible. Today, I've finally seen it for myself!" The old antique from before was not angered. He smiled, and said, "Why don't we make a bet?"

"A bunch of losers, what right do you have to make a bet with us?" The Eight Kings sneered.

"You don't dare?" the old man goaded.

Although the Eight Kings' heroism reached the clouds, they definitely wouldn't act rashly, and none of them spoke.

This time, they were here to pacify the five sects, so what bet?

Yet Ma Duo Bao smiled, and asked, "What bet?"

"We're cultivators, so what we bet is obviously strength," the old man said with a smile. The old man smiled and said, "Each side will send out nine people to fight one-on-one. The side that wins five rounds will win this bet."

The Eight Kings were all stunned. Fight nine rounds? Did you know that the Eight Kings plus Ma Duo Bao just happened to be nine people, and also happened to be the strongest battle force of the Purple Moon Empire?

This kind of one-on-one duel could be said to be the Purple Moon Empire's strongest suit.

Using one's weakness to fight another's strength, so stupid, but the five sects had so many old foxes, so how could they all be so stupid?

Ma Duo Bao continued to ask, "What if we win, and what if we lose?"

This was the key. Otherwise, even if they lost, it wouldn't hurt or itch, so if it was a bet, then so be it.

That old man said, "If we lose, we'll submit to the Purple Moon Empire, and you can do whatever you want with us!"

When he said that, even the Eight Kings were moved.

Had the other party eaten too much, or was his brain damaged by a donkey's kick?

Ma Duo Bao smiled as if he didn't mind at all, and said, "Then what if we lose?"

"Within a hundred years, no more fighting!" That old man raised a finger.

The conditions of this bet could be said to be extremely unfair. If the five sects lost, their lives would be dealt with at will, but if the Purple Moon Empire lost, they would only be unable to mobilize their troops within a hundred years. For normal people, a hundred years was a lifetime, but for Shattering Void Tier elites, a hundred years was only ten years for normal people.

Ma Duo Bao revealed a puzzled expression. The five sects could only rely on the number of Shattering Void Tier elites. As the saying went, many ants could bite an elephant to death, and there was strength in numbers. However, he was naturally unafraid. Aside from himself, no one knew exactly how powerful his strength was.

Now, the five sects gave up their advantage in numbers, and wanted to duel them one-on-one. This was practically pitifully stupid!

What was the reason behind this?

That old man raised another finger, and said with a smile, "However, we have a restrictive condition …"

Was this the main point?

"And that is that Your Majesty cannot participate in the battle!"

Ma Duo Bao could not participate in the battle, which indeed meant that the Purple Moon Empire had one less super battle prowess, but the problem was that the Eight Kings were practically invincible. Up until now, aside from the giant silver spider in the Fire Country's ancient mining area and Yi Shuang Shuang, there shouldn't be anyone alive with battle prowess of fifteen Stars of Shattering Void Tier, right?

Even if the five sects could find these two, and even if the Eight Kings lost these two matches … well, wouldn't they still be able to guarantee a steady victory in six matches?

Strange!

"Do you dare?" the old general asked.

Ma Duo Bao pondered slightly, then nodded, and said, "All right, I accept this bet!"

After all, the other party had over a hundred Shattering Void Tier elites, and as long as a few of them managed to escape, they would wreak havoc in the world, which was enough to cause massive damage to the power of the nation. Thus, if they could subdue the enemy without fighting, this was the best strategy.

The old man chuckled, and said, "Since that's the case, then we'll send someone out first for the first match, and rotate for the next match. Can Your Majesty make use of such an exchange?"

"Yes!" Ma Duo Bao agreed.

"An Yun, you'll fight in the first match," the old man said.

"Yes!" the Sword King agreed. His figure soared into the air, and stopped a hundred miles above the summit. He said, "Eight Kings, who will fight with me?"

"I'll do it!" The Lunar King also soared, and stood beside the Sword King.

The first match was obviously the Purple Moon Empire's victory.

The Sword King was indeed very strong, having comprehended Sword Heart, but he hadn't reached the ninth layer of the Shattering Void Tier, and his battle prowess was only eleven Stars. How could he rival the Lunar King? They weren't on the same level at all.

"Please!" The Sword King wasn't afraid, and formed a sword technique in his hand, looking elegant and graceful.

Reading on the phone was more refreshing!