Chapter 565: Ding Tong

Chapter 565 Ding Tong

Boom!

The space was shaken.

Before he could react, the 13th prince was sent flying by Ding Shengtan, who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

The punch struck the entire Mo Ke’s fleet as the 13th prince was flung headlong through countless black warships like a cannonball. Ding Shengtan caught up with the falling prince like flowing light. His fists struck the 13th prince like lightning hammers at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye…

In a blink, the body of the 13th prince was smashed to smithereens.

“Ah!” Ding Sheng let out a furious roar. The sound was loud as thunder, shattering 30 to 40 giant black warships nearby into powder before they could disperse.

“Haha, you finally lost control, my big brother. This’s the way to go. Stop acting like a hypocrite. Show no mercy for the innocent. Go all out and fight with me!” Mixed with the laughter, a flowing light flared up. Clusters of flesh and blood flew up in the void and finally converged. The 13th prince regained his body.

At their level, as long as there was still a strand of divine thought, they could be reborn even with just a small piece of flesh.

“Die!” Ding Shengtan moved like a flowing light. He threw a punch and sent the 13th prince flying again.

“Ah ah ah, I am as renowned as you are. You think I cannot take a punch from you?” The 13th prince roared angrily. The half of his face that had been squashed instantly recovered. Silver Chains of Order extended out from his body, forming a divine shield in front of him, blocked the following punch.

The two of them fought in a frenzy.

Ding Shengtan, who had gone mad, displayed incredible strength.

He fully prevailed over the 13th prince.

This battle was even more terrifying than the battle between Yu Qingcheng and the 8th prince.

An apocalyptic aura was spread out. Even the 8th prince and Yu Qingcheng were forced to retreat to the sides because of the battle. The 3rd and 4th princes rushed forward to carry their eldest sister-in-law. They used all sorts of divine herbs to heal her wounds so that she wouldn’t worsen her injuries due to her rage.

A golden light flashed.

Ding Shengtan rescued the baby girl and took her to Yu Qingcheng.

“My child…” Yu Qingcheng, the proud daughter of heaven, was distraught at the sight of her daughter’s sallow face. She held the baby tightly.

Ding Xinghua and Ding Xingyun were surprised and delighted. “Big brother’s strength is only half a step away from that level…”

The power displayed by the enraged eldest prince was completely overwhelming, exceeding the established perception of him. The possibility of becoming a superb God could almost be seen from him, a strength that practically matched the dominator of the universe.

“How did he… become this powerful?” The 8th prince Ding Chulin turned pale. He was frightened.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the eldest prince, Ding Shengtan, would say that he didn’t need to become the Emperor of Gods to protect himself and his subordinates. That was not an exaggeration.

Because the strength shown by the eldest prince showed the signs of the Supreme Master Realm.

If the eldest prince did rise to the level of saint one day, he would be the uncrowned king of that world. Not even the Emperor of Gods would be able to dictate his fate…

It turned out that the power that Ding Sheng had been pursuing was not the power of the Emperor of Gods.

Instead, it was the strength of the supreme master.

“Was I really in the wrong?”

Ding Chulin looked down at his hands which were stained with blood.

He knew that there was no turning back.

“Are you hesitating?” A tender and cold voice, with a slightly questioning tone, rose from the side.

It was Ding Tong.

“I…” The 8th prince was stunned. Others might not know how vicious this little guy was, but Ding Chulin, the experienced 8th prince knew well in his heart that this six-year-old boy was a demon in human skin, even more fearsome than the 13th prince.

“It’s too late for you to hesitate now. If they win today, you won’t have a good end.” Ding Tong’s eyes were cold, as if they could freeze hearts.

The 8th prince was startled. He felt a chill in his heart and immediately calmed down.

True. He had already attacked Ding Shengtan and had arranged the kidnapping of Ding Hao and the baby girl. He had embarked on a road of no return when he played along with the 13th prince. This violated Ding Shengtan’s bottom line. There could be no turning back.

“Listen, only if you help my father to destroy Ding Shengtan and his clique can you have a foothold in the God’s Palace. You must tell my father exactly what I say in the clearest manner. Can you do that?” Ding Tong said coldly.

He spoke in a commanding tone like an elderly person.

The 8th prince nodded unwittingly.

The seven golden pupils in Ding Tong’s vertical eyes kept rotating as if he were calculating something.

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Ding Tong suddenly opened his mouth and said, “Three inches along the left rib…”

The 8th prince immediately sent this message out through the Secret Sound Transmission Technique.

On the battlefield, the13th prince suddenly punched three inches along Ding Shengtan’s left rib.

This blow was so precise that it just happened to point to the weakness of Ding Shengtan’s move. He gained back a little advantage.

“Take three steps back and hit his armpit!” Ding Tong continued.

The 8th prince passed the message again.

On the battlefield, the 13th prince once again made an incredible counterattack.

It was only then that the 8th prince realized that Ding Tong had used his Seven Star-shaped Eyes of Fate to deduce the flaws in Ding Shengtan’s martial arts technique, to help his father gain the upper hand in the battle.

The 8th prince was greatly shocked.

The strength Ding Shengtan had displayed was formidable. How incredibly talented Ding Tong was that he could find weaknesses in it. Besides, he was still very young. When he grew up, he would definitely be a terrifying existence that could dominate the world. What a monster.

The Seven Star-shaped Eyes of Fate were indeed terrifying.

The 8th prince shivered at the sight of Ding Tong’s young face and his insidious expression.

A ghastly suspicion flashed across his mind.

Was this six-year-old the one who set up the scheme the 13th prince had been carrying out? Was he the mastermind behind all of this? Otherwise, given the ambition the 13th prince had displayed over the past years, he wouldn’t have dared to anger the Emperor of Gods. How come he suddenly fell out with the eldest prince?

The 8th prince continued to pass the messages.

Deep down, he was more and more shocked.

Right at this moment…

“Humph, impressive. You detected my weakness using the Seven Star-shaped Eyes of Fate. However, you’re too naive to think that you’re able to defeat me with this…” Ding Shengtan jeered on the battlefield. Then, with a loud boom, the 13th prince was sent flying with a single punch.

Ding Shengtan moved so fast that Ding Tong would not have the time to warn his father even if he found flaws.

In a flash, Ding Shengtan left the 13th prince and appeared in front of Ding Tong.

He seemed to have discovered something. His eyes were like blades, fixing on this six-year-old child in front of him. Golden lights radiated from his eyes.

“It is Hao’s blood that flows in your body… You… did you take Hao’s blood?” Killing intent burst out of Ding Shengtan’s eyes. He finally realized the reason why Ding Tong acted abnormally; he had been transfused with his son’s blood.

“Did you just realize it, my eldest brother?” With a flash, the 13th prince moved close to Ding Tong to protect him, his son.

He was in a terrible state: his body had been nearly torn into pieces and his face was smashed flat. He was slowly regaining his composure under the silver light. The 13th prince lost count of how many times his body had been smashed into pieces. Each time the restoration process would consume a considerable amount of vitality from him. This time, it took noticeably more time to recover than before.

“Uncle, why are you angry? I just want to see what power to expect If I combine the bloodline of the Seven Star-shaped Eyes of Fate and the Saintly Being of Saber and Sword, so I took some of my little brother Ding Hao’s blood…” Ding Tong said with a cold and innocent face, “Uncle, don’t you want to know? Don’t you want to see a constitution unprecedented in the history of the Divine Court? One that can unify God’s Grace Land?”

“How could you be so vicious at such a young age?” For the first time, Ding Shengtan felt the viciousness of his nephew.

He was just a child. Why was he so cruel and cold?

He had actually drained Ding Hao of all his blood to get the constitution of the Saintly Being of Saber and Sword.

“I am destined to be a supreme master. Having the Seven Star-shaped Eyes of Fate, I should be the master of this world. Uncle, you shouldn’t have given birth to a son of the Saintly Being of Saber and Sword who would rival me.” There was some unusual cruelty in Ding Tong’s calm expression. “Those who follow me will prosper, those who block me will perish!” he said as if it were a matter of course.

“Little bastard, I have you perish first!” Ding Shengtan was enraged. A terrifying Qi surged as he struck out with his palm.

Heaven and earth were shaken.

“Hahaha, Big Brother, you are doomed to be defeated today. Haha, show yourself now!” the 13th prince roared with mad laughter while shooting out a flame signal from his hands.

The next moment.

Black warships appeared in all directions. The ground collapsed; a large number of martial arts troops flew out like a swarm of bees.

Terrifying restrictive power appeared all around him.

God’s characters were flying all over the sky like chains, shrouding everyone in an instant.

It was a well-designed trap.

Before he knew it, Ding Hao’s face was covered with tears.

Ding Hao didn’t know why, but his heart broke when he saw this—especially the beautiful young woman Yu Qingcheng, who roared like a crazy beast, and the gentle Ding Shengtan, who acted frantically in great agony.

It was an irrepressible and unconcealable pain, which was even more painful than the prospect of his own body being smashed to pieces.

It was a heart-wrenching pain.

“That Ding Hao is me?” Ding Hao murmured.

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