Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

"But I have the Throne of Order and Mercy, and you know very well what level of equipment the Throne of Order and Mercy is."

"You can't break through the defenses of this divine artifact!"

Yang Haohan remained unusually calm, completely unconcerned about how furious Sheng Yue was at this moment.

Let's remain true to our original intentions and comment on Saint Moon's words objectively at this moment.

However, this commentary seems to suggest that he's about to become a scoundrel.

The gist of it is that I have the Divine Throne, which is a divine artifact, while you, Holy Moon, do not have any divine artifact-level weapons.

So even if your strength is indeed very powerful, it's still not enough to break through the defense.

Han Qian watched Yang Haohan arguing with Sheng Yue the whole time, her eyes widening in disbelief, wondering if she was seeing things.

In my memory, Yang Haohan wasn't like that at all!

I think I mentioned at the beginning that I wanted to ask him to keep an eye on Sheng Yue, so that Sheng Yue wouldn't abduct Long Haoyu, right?

How did things turn out this way, evolving from mere protectiveness to something far beyond what it is now?

Long Haoyu was also dumbfounded by Yang Haohan's behavior. Although he was not by Yang Haohan's side, he knew Yang Haohan just as well as Han Qian.

My impression of Yang Haohan is that of a very steady and reliable old man, as solid as a mountain, always giving people a sense of security. No matter how you look at it, you can't find any fault with him.

Yang Haohan, however, gave him the illusion that his previous understanding was about to be shattered, and seemed to be so infuriating to Sheng Yue that he would not be held accountable.

Is this still the same Yang Haohan I remember? Is he still the leader of the Six Great Temples?

Old Yang, I never imagined you were such a leader!

Saint Moon's expression was almost stiff, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, as if a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat.

So what if your Knights Temple has one super artifact and five artifacts?

If it weren't for my innate spiritual power being insufficient, and if it weren't for my failure to gain the approval of the Reincarnation Furnace and the Reincarnation Sword.

I am an old man, I am an old man...

The more Sheng Yue thought about it, the angrier and more frustrated she became. She couldn't help but roar to the sky, "You old scoundrel Yang, you'll pay with your life!"

"Today, it's either you or me! I'll fight you to the death!"

His grief-stricken voice carried far and wide, and the entire Riding Spirit Valley seemed to tremble at his roar.

The flowers, grass, and trees trembled at this moment, and the azure sky seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dark clouds.

The force of the raging waves swept over everything around them.

"Holy Moon, have you gone mad?"

At this moment, a golden figure rushed towards them, its gentle power pressing down on Saint Moon.

The newcomer was a chubby knight, an old friend who spent most of his time guarding this secret realm with Holy Moon.

While suppressing Saint Moon's outburst, he widened his eyes and comforted her, "Didn't you always say you'd accept it, you old codger?"

"Besides, is it really worth making such a fuss over such a small matter? A woman should marry when she comes of age; this is something you can't avoid. Why do you have to make such a fuss about it?"

"Your great-granddaughter is already so grown up. You can't just stop her from getting married and spending her whole life as an old spinster in your Assassin's Temple!"

"So, Sheng Yue, listen to my old brother's advice: just turn a blind eye and pretend you don't know anything. When your great-granddaughter invites you to the banquet later, won't that avoid these problems?"

Sheng Yue: “…”

Listening to the fat knight's seemingly uncomfortable words of comfort, he felt an urge to just swat him with a big shovel.

Is this how you comfort someone? When did I ever say that Cai'er couldn't get married in the future?

You fatso, are you trying to provoke me? Are you worried that I'm not hot enough right now?

"Fuck off!"

If you can't comfort someone, then don't comfort them!

"Am I currently concerned about the things you've mentioned?"

“Cai’er is the Holy Maiden of Reincarnation of our Assassin’s Temple. It is not an insult to his status to have your Son of Light from the Knights’ Temple marry into our Assassin’s Temple!”

Saint Moon kicked the fat knight, completely enraged by him.

The fat knight may appear broad and stout, but he is surprisingly agile.

With a slight twist of his waist, he easily dodged Saint Moon's kick.

"Look at what you've said, it's not beneath the status of the Son of Light to marry into your Assassin's Temple."

"Isn't that right? Your Samsara Saintess marrying into our Knights' Temple doesn't disgrace your status as the Samsara Saintess of the Assassins' Temple!"

"You, Saint Moon, need to learn to put yourself in others' shoes when it comes to this kind of thing!"

The fat knight continued to persuade her, but his advice was completely off-target, like pouring pot after pot of hot oil on the already angry Holy Moon.

Saint Moon was completely engrossed. He dodged the fat knight in a blur, too lazy to continue arguing with him.

He was afraid that if he continued to be comforted like this, before he could even really fight Yang Haohan, he would be so angry that the fat knight would literally die.

If word got out that a dignified hero, a top-tier assassin of the ninth rank and second level, had been driven to his death by anger, the Assassin's Temple would be unable to hold its head high for thousands of years to come.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Yang Haohan, and he roared, word by word, "You Knight Temple are going too far! You're going too far!"

"You old scoundrel, take this!"

The gray dagger erupted.

The gray short sword, drawing upon the spiritual energy of this secret realm, surged dozens of times in size.

The enormous short sword slashed down directly at Yang Haohan from a distance, completely abandoning its usual sneak attack style.

A pure head-on clash, revealing the explosive state of his emotions at that moment.

Yang Haohan sat unmoved on the throne of the God of Order and Mercy.

With his hands still pressed on the armrests, he watched Saint Moon strike directly, and saw the absolute attack power that erupted from the gray short sword, enough to instantly kill an ordinary demon god.

Rays of light burst forth from the Divine Throne, instantly forming a defensive matrix in front of him.

No matter how strong Saint Moon's sharp aura was at this moment, it was always insufficient in front of his defensive matrix.

After blocking the first wave of attacks from Holy Moon, he replied in a light tone, "Holy Moon, it's not that our Knights' Temple is being too arrogant, it's that you, Holy Moon, are asking for an exorbitant price."

"Since you want to vent today, I'll accompany you here to vent, as long as you can let things drop after you've vented!"

Seeing that her first move was useless, Sheng Yue prepared her second move while retorting to Yang Haohan, "You said you'd help me vent, then if you're so capable, why don't you use your Throne of Order and Mercy!"

Yang Haohan paid no attention to Sheng Yue's second move, which was gathering momentum, and replied slowly, "I have gained the approval of the Divine Throne, so why can't I use it?"

"Knowing full well that your Holy Moon attack power is unparalleled, should I then remove the Divine Throne to face your sneak attack? How could I possibly continue to serve as the Lord of our Knights' Temple if I did that?"

"Furthermore, the throne of the God of Order and Mercy has granted me the strongest group defense and an unshakeable barrier for the human realm."

"With such advantages, how could I possibly not use them?"

Chapter 127 Yang Haohan's Decision, the Hope of the Alliance

Yang Haohan's deep voice echoed through Qiling Valley.

Every sentence and every word, no matter which direction you look at it from, is flawless.

The leader of the Temple Alliance, the master of the Knight Temple, and the holder of the throne of the God of Protection and Mercy.

The responsibilities and burdens he carried had long since smoothed out the rough edges of his youthful, impetuous thoughts of viewing enemies as weak.

His current belief is to fight on the front lines of the war between humans and demons, to use his strongest strength to defeat the demon army as quickly as possible, and to kill the seventy-two demon gods.

Even if what he's doing now is just a minor squabble with Saint Moon, a temporary substitute for Saint Moon to vent her frustrations, it won't change his mind about these things.

Just like Sheng Yue, even though she was just venting, she still showed all her strength at the second level of the ninth rank after knowing that the target of her venting was Yang Haohan.

Any carelessness could cost them their lives on the real battlefield, and could also cause many more of their compatriots to lose their lives because of their mistakes.

"do not fight!"

The short sword behind Saint Moon retracted and disappeared, and all the sharp aura on her body dissipated at that moment.

Yang Haohan's words were like rubbing salt into his heart, but they were also an undeniable fact.

The defensive power of the Divine Throne, and Yang Haohan's unshakeable barrier in the human realm, are indeed things he cannot break through at present.

Despite continuing to attack, he still couldn't break through Yang Haohan's defenses and ended up humiliating himself.

"Are you sure you don't want to fight?" Yang Haohan asked with a smile.

Saint Moon rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Your turtle shell is so hard, how am I supposed to hit you?"

"If I had the ability to break through your turtle shell, I would have gone straight to fight the Demon God Emperor. Why would I bother arguing with you here?"

Yang Haohan smiled broadly and gently patted the armrest of the Divine Throne, causing the enormous throne to vanish.

Standing before Saint Moon again, he continued, "Let's consider this matter closed today. Saint Moon, don't bring up the matter of our Knight Temple's Son of Light marrying into your Assassin Temple again."

"Let's turn the page then, but you only said I shouldn't bring it up with you guys. I can bring it up with that kid Long Haoyu later."

Saint Moon replied, "If it's Long Haoyu who chooses to join our Assassin's Temple in the future, then don't blame me."

Yang Haohan chuckled, not taking Sheng Yue's attempt to exploit a loophole in this matter seriously, and also wanting to save face for Sheng Yue.

Saint Moon understood what Yang Haohan meant. She glared fiercely at Long Haoyu one last time, grabbed Ying Suifeng's shoulder with one hand, and disappeared into the Riding Spirit Valley as a blur.

Seeing that Saint Moon had left, the fat knight bowed to Yang Haohan and then followed her away, saying, "Lord of the Palace, then this old man will go back to continue guarding this place."

"Go!"

Saint Moon and the other two left, and the fat knight also left.

The vast Riding Spirit Valley, which had just been filled with the clamor of an earth-shattering battle, has now become incredibly quiet.

Yang Haohan walked up to Long Haoyu and said, "Child, remember what I just told you. If you have any problems when you're venturing into the Hell Path, remember to come to me immediately."

"Also, you should avoid using the abilities granted to you by the second path of the Asura Path unless absolutely necessary."

"Although you can control your own consciousness, a frenzied offensive style is not the most desirable approach on the battlefield."

"We humans have been fighting against the demons for six thousand years, and we have always relied on teamwork. True madness will only cause your team to become disconnected from you, ultimately leading to an irreversible tragedy."

Long Haoyu nodded, understanding Yang Haohan's meaning. The person he had just tested was Sheng Yue, so it was certain that there was no danger to his life. It was indeed necessary to truly test the abilities of the Asura Path; otherwise, he wouldn't have done it that way.