Legend of Swordsman



Qing Chen sighed as he felt the Emperor's fate energy completely disappear.

Although the entire Heavenly Court was vast, there were no treasures that could be taken away. There was only the aura of death.

"Brother Jian, let's go and see the Emperor's True Body and see if there are any treasures or insights that catch our eyes," Cheng Qing said.

Jian Wushuang nodded and did not object to him. He came to the Heavenly Court with the purpose of treasure hunting. If he did not find the Supreme Treasure, he would be wasting his time.

Just as they were about to move, Di Qing, who had been standing at the back of the crowd, suddenly burst out and rushed straight to the True Body of Emperor in the depths of the Heavenly Court.

"F*ck, I knew this guy was up to no good. Brother Jian, hurry up!" Cheng Qing exclaimed. His feet suddenly stomped on the ground, and he immediately chased after.

Jian Wushuang did not hesitate and moved almost at the same time as Di Qing.

The three light-like figures chased each other and reached the deepest part of the Heavenly Courts in just a moment.

In front of him was the throne, and on it sat Emperor's True Body, wearing a dark feather flowing cloud robe!

At such a close distance, Jian Wushuang could finally see the face of the dead Emperor clearly.

His facial features were handsome, but there was a hint of darkness in his deep features. Perhaps it was because his face was too handsome that it covered up the deep and dark texture of his facial features.

The Emperor, who had died a long time ago, had his eyes closed as if he was taking a nap. No one could tell that he no longer had any aura or fate energy.

Di Qing turned around and looked at Jian Wushuang and Chen Qing coldly. Then, he walked forward without any scruples. He walked among the countless black lotuses and approached the Emperor's throne.

Chen Qing was furious. He immediately released Yan power, ready to fight with him without a care.

Jian Wushuang stopped him in time and shook his head calmly. It seemed that he had no intention of fighting or snatching it.

Chen Qing also knew that Jian Wushuang was a meticulous person. He must have some kind of plan to stop him from fighting. After an angry snort, he gave up fighting with Di Qing.

However, he still could not help but ask, "Brother Jian, are we really not going to go and investigate? That's the Emperor's True Body. If there were any Emperor's Supreme Treasures, they would all be swallowed by that guy."

"There's no rush. Let's observe first," Jian Wushuang was not worried at all and said calmly.

Seeing this, Chen Qing could only stop and stare at Di Qing's back angrily.

As he strode through the lotus path, Di Qing seemed to be unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, and his golden eyes were filled with anxiety.

After walking for more than a thousand steps, he finally stood in front of the majestic Emperor's throne. Facing the motionless Emperor's body, he swallowed his throat and reached out to touch it.

But in a flash, Di Qing retracted his palm.

His extended right hand was covered in wounds. Divine blood dripped from the wounds, and it was extremely painful.

The Emperor's True Body was wearing the black feather flowing cloud Emperor's robe, which was made of black ink feathers. The end of each ink feather was too sharp, which was why Di Qing, who was anxious, did not notice it and was injured.

However, he did not care at all. The wound on his palm healed instantly. Then, he placed his palm on the heart of the Emperor's True Body and could not wait to comprehend it.

Chen Qing was indignant. "This damn thing actually wants to keep everything for himself. Indeed, those around Prince Mo are not good people."

Jian Wushuang did not listen to Chen Qing's complaint. At this moment, his eyes were focused on the lotus path behind Di Qing, which was covered with black lotuses.

He did not know if it was an illusion, but the still black Lotus seemed to have grown much taller and larger than before.

He began to feel that there was something wrong with this strict and deathly silent Heavenly Court.

As if to confirm his thoughts, the next moment, the black lotuses on both sides of the lotus path suddenly grew crazily, and then twisted around Di Qing, who was in front of the Emperor's throne.

Di Qing, who was in a state of excitement, had no way to anticipate this crisis. By the time he reacted, thousands of lotus-like tentacles had wrapped around his limbs and dragged him down.

This horrifying scene happened in an instant. By the time everyone reacted, Di Qing had already been surrounded.

Cheng Qing immediately grinned and said happily, "This retribution came so quickly?"

However, this was only the beginning. A terrifying aura quietly spread out from the Emperor's throne.

Then, a dark blue cloud spread out from the top of the Emperor's head and quietly condensed into a dark blue bird with six horns on its head and golden light on its eyes.

Swish!

It was just a clear ring, but the irresistible sound wave swept through the entire Heavenly Court. Jian Wushuang felt that his heart was about to explode.

Chun Qiu and Cui Jing, who were of a lower realm, spat out blood and their breathing became sluggish.

A clear cry was actually so terrifying!

The bird that flew out from the head of the Emperor's True Body brought with it a boundless aura as it hovered in the air. Its golden eyes revealed a majestic look.

Then, it suddenly changed into a flowing cloud and entered Di Qing's Immortal body.

"Uh-ah!" Di Qing's skin was tearing and his divine blood was rolling down as if he could not bear the great force in his body and could explode at any time.

"Your body is not bad, but it's a pity that you dared to covet my last breath. I have no choice but to destroy you!"

A deep, cold, stern, and irresistible voice resounded.

Di Qing's Grand Yan Immortal cultivation was being destroyed in an irresistible way.

When Cheng Qing saw this, he could not help but click his tongue. He whispered, "Brother Jian, let's run now. It will be too late if we delay any longer..."

Jian Wushuang nodded slightly and retreated quietly.

Even the weakest trace of such an irresistible Emperor's aura was unimaginable. If they were stubborn, their heads would be crushed.

The four figures retreated slowly, trying to fly out of the Heavenly Court after they had reached a certain distance.

But then, Di Qing's body stopped exploding and he suddenly looked at Jian Wushuang and the others with his bloodshot eyes.

"You must be the lackeys of Zhen Wuyang. I'll kill you with my last obsession!"

"Run!" Jian Wushuang's heart sank. He immediately released Yan power and pushed the three of them thousands of feet away.

However, he could no longer escape. Di Qing, who was dripping with divine blood, had quietly come behind him.

The palm with an extremely hot aura pressed against Jian Wushuang's back, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He did not even have the thought of resisting.

"Quickly run..." Di Qing's voice came from his stomach. He had barely managed to affect the Emperor's Will in his Immortal body!