Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 557 Golden Tower—Small Divine Fire Tower

At that very moment, Ding Hao was ready for a fierce battle.

He gripped the rusty sword with one hand and was ready to summon the magic saber. No one knew what kind of monsters he would encounter in the center of the city. Perhaps the one to welcome them would be the puppet guardian, the most terrifying creature in this Fake God city.

In the next moment.

Things went blank.

The last transmission formation disappeared. Everyone was waiting with rapt attention.

However, the attack from the stone puppets didn’t occur as they had expected.

They arrived at a space with dim light.

Ding Hao looked carefully and found that it wasn’t another small space. They were still in the Fake God city, surrounded by boxy buildings thousands of meters away. Under his feet, there was a square-like flat ground, which appeared like a small clearing in a light yellow forest.

At this time, the triangular green light spot in the shape of a pagoda on the wordless stone tablet revealed itself.

It was a golden altar, grand as a pyramid.

This golden altar stood in the center of the central square. Different from the ancient Egyptian pyramid, it had four sides, with each corner pointing to one direction: east, west, south, and north. Its corners stretched out like blades. The sides were like flights of stairs, which were piled by golden rocks with a diameter of exactly 10 feet.

Ding Hao took a rough look and found that the golden altar was at least a thousand meters high.

This meant that it was made up of at least three hundred rocks.

On the periphery of this square, boxy prism-shaped buildings shot up to the sky. Their surface was in pale gold. They were well-preserved with no trace of damage. Unlike the ones in the outside space, there was no sign of weathering or sandification, not even a speck of dust, as if they were newly built.

Unfortunately, there was still no vitality, and he could not feel any sign of life.

It seemed that for some reason the residents of this city had abandoned this magnificent place right after it was built.

Stretching along the high-rise buildings were spacious streets.

They could clearly see the stone puppets line up in the street like soldiers waiting for inspection. However, the dim Fake God characters on their bodies proved that they were still dormant, so Ding Hao and the others turned a blind eye to them.

This discovery made them sigh with relief.

Those stone puppets were of the build that matched the Martial King realm. Once they were activated, with such a terrifying number, he would be unable to hold on for long, even with the rusted sword and the magic sword in his hands.

“There seems to be an invisible force in this square that isolated the aura of the outside world, so those stone puppets can’t perceive our existence…” Ji Yingqi said thoughtfully.

At the moment, Ding Hao and Ren Xiaoyao completely believed what she said.

The previous experience had proved that everything she said was right.

“Are we going to climb the altar?” Ren Xiaoyao looked at the giant golden tower in front of him and felt a little nervous.

At the center of this Fake God city, the suppressive power of that world had reached its peak.

Ren Xiaoyao, who had cultivated up to the Great Grandmaster level, was unable to run it, because it was suppressed in the Qi seeds and apertures. He was at the moment just like an ordinary person. He would end up exhausted if he just relied on his physical strength to climb up such a high golden tower. Especially for a fat man like him, it was sheer torture.

“Now that we are already here, we should climb up and have a look.” Ding Hao did not want to give up halfway.

“I can hear my knees wailing.” The little fat boy pulled a long face, but he didn’t dare to stay alone down there either.

In the depths of his heart, a voice kept telling him that he had to be close to Ding Hao in order to survive. This voice had guided him countless times in the past, and it proved that as long as he listened to it, he would benefit greatly; otherwise he would suffer.

The ground of the square was smooth like a mirror.

When walking on it, you could see your reflection if you looked down.

Evil Moon and Adorable enjoyed admiring their own reflections. They couldn’t help but feel smug.

Ding Hao would occasionally look down. It was very unusual. The mirror-like ground did not reflect the surrounding buildings and the golden tower, but only showed the reflections of his group. He felt that his soul was being projected. He seemed to be walking in the void, about to fall at any minute. These thoughts disturbed him.

Fortunately, they soon arrived at the golden tower.

Only after they got closer did they realize how majestic the golden tower was.

They stood in front of it, like ants standing in front of a towering tree.

Ren Xiaoyao took a few steps back to take a flying jump into the air and land on the first step of the huge stairs.

“Eh?” He let out a cry of surprise, as if he had discovered something.

Ding Hao held Ji Yingqi in his arms and jumped up into the air. In a flash, they were also on the first three-meter-high step.

He was also a little surprised by what he found on that stage.

It turned out that the surface of the steps was not smooth, but was covered with thirty or forty magnificent small towers. They were in different shapes and were as exquisite as the masterpiece of the world’s most outstanding carving grandmasters.

These small towers were different from the giant golden tower. They were of remarkably different shapes, including humans, animals, and other strange forms. But they had one thing in common—there was a golden light that flickered like a wick at the top of each of them.

This golden light was like a candle in the wind, about to extinguish at any minute, but it never did.

The small towers covered the first step and were placed with about 50 centimeters distance between each pair.

“It turns out that it is the golden light on the small tower that makes this giant tower look like it’s made of gold…” Ren Xiaoyao leered in front of a small tower in the image of a beautiful fairy. He couldn’t help but touch the golden light.

In the next moment, something incredible happened.

When Ren Xiaoyao’s fingers touched it, the feeble golden light instantly burnt wildly as if it had met the purest spark of liquor.

“Boom!” The golden light, which had been extremely weak, swelled rapidly and wrapped around the little fat boy.

The small tower in the image of a glamorous fairy also became vivid, as if it were alive.

“Ah, damn it, what’s going on… It hurts so much… Ah ah ah.” Ren Xiaoyao struggled frantically and screamed in a harsh voice, howling as if he had been dismembered.

Ding Hao immediately wrapped his arm with Heaven Fire Qi, trying to pull him out of the golden light, but he was blocked by a terrible force. His palm could not separate the golden light.

“Damn it.” Ding Hao held the rusted sword in his hand and was about to activate the Supreme Power to cut the golden light.

At that moment, Ji Yingqi grabbed him.

“Brother Ding, don’t worry. Brother Xiaoyao is safe.” Ji Yingqi observed very carefully, and her beautiful big eyes were shining brightly. She said, “This golden light seems to be transforming something…”

Hearing the words, Ding Hao observed carefully.

Indeed, he found that the golden light bursting out of the small fairy-figure tower was not burning the little fat man. Although he was wrapped in it, Ren Xiaoyao’s vitality did not disappear. Instead, it was increasing little by little. What was even more surprising was that the Qi suppressed in his body was also gradually being released…

This was…

An idea flashed through Ding Hao’s mind. It suddenly occurred to him.

“Is this the legendary divine fire of the altar?”

According to the legend, there was a divine fire altar in the ruins. Once the divine fire was ignited, one could obtain mysterious strength and could enter and exit the Sage Battlefield at will. They could pick up the magic materials and treasures in it as if in their own backyard. However, Ding Hao did not have more detailed information.

It seemed that this Fake God city was actually the mysterious ruins in the legend.

And this huge golden pyramid-like architecture was probably the legendary divine fire altar.

Was the divine fire the golden light on these small towers?

Ding Hao gradually pieced together in his mind the details that he had ignored before.

But why were there so many small divine fire towers?

There were nearly a hundred small towers on this level, which meant there were more than a hundred divine fires. Going by this number, there were at least ten thousand small towers of divine fire on the entire golden tower…

That was to say, if each of them ignited one of the divine fires in the small tower, more than 10,000 people could get the power to enter the Sage Battlefield freely.

This was even more than the total number of the Human Clan and the Demon Clan geniuses who had entered the Sage Battlefield.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, Senior Brother Ding, pull me out quickly. It hurts… Ah, ah, help!” The little fat man Ren Xiaoyao was wrapped in the golden light, floating in the air and screaming like a pig. By then, his Qi cultivation had been fully restored. He was no longer suppressed by the power of this world, but he still could not relieve himself from the golden light.

“No, it seems that there are some conditions that have not been met. Look, the fairy-shaped tower seems to have dimmed down…” Ji Yingqi frowned.

Ding Hao looked down and found that the small fairy-figure tower, which released the golden light, was darkening as if it was sinking back into sleep. This wasn’t the sign of successfully lighting the divine fire.

Ding Hao suddenly felt a chill.

If he failed to ignite the divine fire, there was no doubt that he would die.

What exactly was missing?