The New Emperor Sword let out a miserable scream.
This time, it was a genuine scream.
"AAAAH!"
"My waist!"
Wang Hao's mouth twitched.
"Swords have waists?"
The New Emperor Sword roared: "Shut up! It's my dignity that hurts!"
Wang Hao nodded.
"Then your dignity is pretty fragile."
The Emperor's Shadow did not stop.
It clamped down on the New Emperor Sword and casually flicked it.
Boom!
The New Emperor Sword went flying sideways once again.
This time, it smashed through the thirty-six layers of remnant formations outside the Nine Coffin Sacrificial Altar.
It shattered a piece of black ancient landmass floating in the abyss.
Finally, it was slammed into a distant extinct volcano.
The extinct volcano erupted violently.
What spewed out was not magma.
But ten thousand years of accumulated corpse qi and black fire.
The New Emperor Sword tumbled within the black flames, looking as miserable as a burnt iron rod.
The crowd watched with pounding hearts.
The Demon Lord's face was grim to the extreme.
"The gap is too vast."
"Between half-transcendence and true transcendence lies an entire River of Heaven."
Ghost Granny forced a bitter smile.
"No, it's a grave."
"This corpse is itself that grave."
Wang Hao did not laugh.
His gaze grew heavier and heavier.
The New Emperor Sword couldn't win.
That was within his expectations.
But losing this badly still exceeded them.
This Emperor Corpse was only barely awakened.
It was still seated in the coffin.
It hadn't even truly stood up.
If it fully emerged from the coffin, then everyone in the Ten Thousand Abyss—all of them—might not make it out alive.
Wang Hao's thoughts raced.
The power of will shield was already spent.
The Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Tower could at most unleash one more limited ninth-realm purple thunder dragon attack.
The Heaven-Sealing Earth-Crushing Palm was strong, and its nine consecutive strikes could suppress a late-stage Martial God, but against a transcendent Emperor Corpse, it probably wouldn't even tickle.
The Heaven-Opening Nine Swords were the same.
Unless his cultivation realm suddenly leaped several levels.
Otherwise, no matter how divine the sword technique, insufficient true essence would render it moot.
A dark gleam flickered in Wang Hao's eyes.
Can't win.
Then don't fight.
An emperor is no fool.
An emperor's greatest virtue is knowing when to bend.
As for face?
What is face worth?
Only the living get to hold grudges.
Wang Hao raised his hand and secretly made a signal to the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord was stunned.
Wang Hao's gaze was calm.
The meaning was obvious.
Prepare to retreat.
The Demon Lord's mouth twitched.
Your Majesty.
You just said we were going to tear down the altar.
Now you're retreating a little too smoothly, aren't you?
But the Demon Lord didn't hesitate for even a moment.
He knew Wang Hao too well.
The harder Wang Hao talked, the more calculated he was inside.
When a fight truly couldn't be won, no one ran faster than him.
This wasn't cowardice.
This was a strategic retreat.
The Great Xia forces began to quietly gather under Wang Hao's subtle signals.
Every movement was extremely subtle.
After all, the Emperor Corpse's pressure was still weighing on them.
No one dared to move too obviously.
Wang Hao kept his eyes on the Emperor Corpse while slowly backing away.
One step.
Two steps.
Ten steps.
He moved with utter naturalness.
So natural it looked like he was adjusting his combat stance.
Ji Wushang looked down from above with a cold sneer: "Wang Hao, are you scared?"
Wang Hao's expression didn't change.
"I am observing."
Ji Wushang mocked: "Observing what?"
Wang Hao said: "Observing whether you can keep spouting nonsense for a little longer."
Ji Wushang: "..."
Wang Hao continued to back away.
Thirty steps.
Fifty steps.
Seventy steps.
The Demon Lord, Ghost Granny, Yue Ji and the others were also slowly retreating.
The Great Xia soldiers were pressed flat by the oppressive force, but military orders were iron.
If the Emperor retreated, then even if they had to crawl, they would follow.
In the distant extinct volcano, the New Emperor Sword finally crawled out of the black fire.
It was steaming all over, cracks running through its blade, its artifact spirit's face scorched black.
The moment it crawled out, it saw a sight that nearly made it explode on the spot.
Wang Hao was retreating.
Despite looking graceful.
Despite radiating imperial authority.
Despite looking as calm as if he were in total control.
But the New Emperor Sword knew him too well.
It could tell at a glance.
This foolish emperor was about to bolt!
And he wasn't even planning to take it along!
The New Emperor Sword was instantly consumed by grief and fury.
Fine, Wang Hao!
I'm up front taking the beating.
And you're running away in the back.
The Emperor Corpse slaps me in the face, and you're critiquing my form.
Now that you see I can't hold on, you're actually trying to sneak away with everyone?
Are you even human?
No.
You were never human.
You're a complete bastard.
The New Emperor Sword was so angry it nearly gained three more cracks.
The Emperor's Shadow raised its hand again.
Deathly killing intent locked onto it.
The New Emperor Sword's heart turned cold.
It could talk tough.
But it knew very well right now.
If it got hit one more time, it might genuinely be beaten back to its original form.
Or worse—part of its origin might be eroded by the Emperor Corpse's dao marks.
This was no joke.
So without a second thought, it opened its mouth wide and let out an earth-shaking wail toward the direction Wang Hao was fleeing.
"Haozi!"
"Save me!"
Wang Hao had just run a hundred meters.
His steps froze instantly.
The entire Great Xia formation froze too.
The Ten Thousand Abyss fell into dead silence.
Everyone slowly turned their heads.
The calm on Wang Hao's face vanished bit by bit.
What replaced it was a look of extreme danger, extreme gloom, and extreme desire to murder a sword.
The New Emperor Sword was still shouting.
"Haozi!"
"You can't abandon me!"
"I'm your sword!"
"You've slept with me—no wait, you've used me!"
Everyone: "???"
Wang Hao's temple veins bulged.
"Sword bastard."
"You shameless wretch!"
The New Emperor Sword roared with grief and indignation.
"Haozi, you heartless fiend!"
Wang Hao was furious.
"That is called a strategic retreat!"
The New Emperor Sword roared even louder.
"That's called selling your sword to save your own skin!"
Wang Hao gritted his teeth.
"Shut up!"
The New Emperor Sword kept howling while dodging the Emperor's Shadow.
"I won't shut up!"
"If you run again, I'll tell the whole world that the Great Xia Emperor abandoned his long-suffering sword!"
Wang Hao's gaze was ice cold.
"Do you believe I'll finish you off right now?"
The New Emperor Sword screamed as the Emperor's Shadow slapped it into the ground.
It popped out half of its scorched face from the dirt, still shouting:
"Then save me first!"
"Haozi!"
"Help!"
Wang Hao took a deep breath.
He felt that the greatest mistake of his life.
Was not offending the forces of all heavens.
Was not entering the Ten Thousand Abyss.
Was not gambling his life against Ji Wushang.
But letting this sword evolve a mouth.
Wang Hao stopped.
Not because he wanted to.
But because that single shout from the New Emperor Sword had pulled everyone's gaze directly to him.
Ji Wushang stared down at him coldly from the top of the altar.
And although the Emperor Corpse had no emotions, those pitch-black vortex-like eyes also slowly turned toward Wang Hao.
In his heart, Wang Hao had already cursed the New Emperor Sword eight hundred times.
This sword was not only cheap-mouthed.
It was also outright vicious.
And most importantly, it shouted too accurately.
The moment "Haozi, save me" came out, Wang Hao couldn't even pretend he hadn't heard it.
The Emperor of Great Xia.
Before a crowd of spectators.
His own sword was being beaten like a dog, screaming for help.
If he truly turned and walked away, his odds of survival would go up considerably, yes.
But if this ever got out, the court historians would write about it until his coffin lid split open.
Wang Hao wasn't afraid of embarrassment.
But he was afraid of being mocked for the same thing for too long.
Besides.
The New Emperor Sword was insufferable, but it couldn't truly die here.
This sword's devour-and-evolve ability was too monstrous.
It was already ranked eighty-nine.
If it could keep growing in the future, it would definitely become one of Great Xia's most important trump cards.
Of course.
The precondition was that once they got back, it needed serious re-education.
No re-education would not do.
If this thing keeps growing, it might not be a trump card—it'll be a card that turns on you.
Wang Hao turned around, expressionless, and looked at the new Emperor Sword lying in the ruins in the distance.
The new Emperor Sword saw him stop and immediately perked up.
"Haozi!"
Wang Hao slowly raised his hand and took out a recording jade.
A clear voice came from within the jade.
"Master."
The new Emperor Sword stiffened all over.
Wang Hao smiled.
"Say it again."
The new Emperor Sword nearly cried from frustration.
"Now's not the time for this game of yours!"
Wang Hao said calmly: "I am a man of principles."
The Emperor's Shadow raised his hand once more.
The new Emperor Sword's skin crawled, and it hastily changed its tune.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, save me!"
Wang Hao nodded in satisfaction.
"Now that's more like it."
The new Emperor Sword roared: "If that's more like it, then actually save me!"
Wang Hao didn't rush to move.
On the surface, he was trading barbs with the new Emperor Sword, but in truth, his mind had already sunk into the System.
"System."
"Check in."
This was the Nine Coffin Sacrificial Platform.
The crack in the Emperor's Fall Monument.
The place where the Transcendence-grade Emperor Corpse had awakened.
If this place didn't count as a special check-in point, then the System might as well bury itself.
The next instant.
The System's notification rang out.
[Special location detected: Core region of the Nine Coffin Sacrificial Platform.]
[Transcendence-grade Emperor Corpse aura detected.]
[Residual contamination from the Emperor's Fall Monument detected.]
[Check in?]
Wang Hao sneered inwardly.
No shit.
If he didn't check in now, was he supposed to just wait to die?
"Check in."
[Check-in successful.]
[Congratulations, host: You have obtained one Transcendence-grade Physical Examination Card.]
Wang Hao: "?"
He almost thought he'd misheard.
"What kind of card?"
[Transcendence-grade Physical Examination Card.]
[Description: Upon use, the host temporarily gains Transcendence-grade level baseline physical examination and adaptive modification.]
[Duration: One quarter-hour.]
[Effect One: Flesh, soul, meridians, and true essence capacity are temporarily raised to the Transcendence-grade threshold.]
[Effect Two: Can briefly withstand Transcendence-grade pressure, Dao-mark erosion, and certain rule-level crushing.]
[Effect Three: Does not directly raise the host's realm, but allows current martial arts, cursed artifacts, faith power, and Imperial Dragon Qi to be borne by a Transcendence-grade vessel.]
[Note: This card is not a healing card.]
[Note Two: If you get killed during the examination, the examination ends.]
Wang Hao fell silent.
A physical examination card?
Wasn't that name a bit too casual?
A quarter-hour of Transcendence-grade bearing capacity.
And you call it a check-up?
What kind of check-up lets you tank an Emperor Corpse?
But now wasn't the time to nitpick the name.
This thing had arrived just in time.
It didn't directly raise his realm.
But it could pull his body's load-bearing limit up to the Transcendence threshold.
What did that mean?
It meant he could run his god-tier martial arts, the Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Tower, the new Emperor Sword, and his Imperial Dragon Qi—all of it—at a higher level of force.
Originally, the Martial God Second Layer had limited his explosive output.
Now, that limit was temporarily unlocked.
A quarter-hour.
That was enough.
Of course.
He couldn't show it right away.
Wang Hao understood battlefields too well.
A trump card isn't most valuable when you reveal it.
It's most valuable when everyone else thinks you don't have one.
Ji Wushang thought the Emperor Corpse had already sealed the victory.
The Emperor Corpse, having no emotions, was only crushing everything by instinct.
The new Emperor Sword thought he was trying to run.
The people of Great Xia thought he was stalling for time.
Perfect.
Everyone was mistaken.
That was exactly right.
Wang Hao raised his head and looked at the new Emperor Sword.
"Useless."
The new Emperor Sword was taken aback.
"Who are you calling useless?"
Wang Hao said coldly: "You."
"You devoured four half-Transcendence ancient corpses."
"Your ranking rose to eighty-nine."
"Your artifact spirit took form."
"Your combat power is half-Transcendence."
"And yet you got beaten flat on your face by a corpse sitting in a coffin, screaming for your daddy."
"If I were you, I'd find a furnace right now and throw myself back in for a reforging."
The new Emperor Sword trembled with rage.
"Wang Hao!"
"I was taking hits for you!"
Wang Hao sneered.
"Taking hits for me?"
"Did I tell you to charge in and declare yourself King of Cursed Artifacts?"
"Did I tell you to provoke the Emperor Corpse?"
"Did I tell you to say 'the times have changed'?"
"Weren't you all talk just now?"
"What, did the times change back?"
Everyone's scalps went numb listening to this.
His Majesty's mouth.
It truly spared no one.
The new Emperor Sword's sword-light flickered wildly from being berated.
It wanted to argue back.
But for a moment, it couldn't find an angle.
Because everything Wang Hao said was the truth.
It really had been arrogant just now.
Arrogant beyond measure.
So arrogant it even called the Emperor Corpse over.
Now it was getting beaten this badly, and it was kind of deserved.
But could it admit that?
No.
Swords could break.
But pride couldn't bend.
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