Legend of Swordsman



This caused his Divine Sense, which was originally perfect, to be about to shatter.

The Undying and Imperishable Immortal Body could not withstand the continuous bitter battles, and it shattered even more.

Without the support of Emperor Zhen Wu's fate energy, he was already on the verge of destruction.

He could no longer think clearly. His Divine Sense and Immortal body had reached an unprecedented level of pain.

Facing Jian Wushuang, who was burning with destruction, Yu Chang waved his hand and sent down a wisp of the purest primordial black mark to cover him.

Jian Wushuang stopped roaring and fainted.

After a moment of silence, an aura that seemed to be sighing disappeared. Yu Chang reached out to hold it and prepared to leave.

At this moment, several weak flows of energy rushed over from afar.

Yu Chang stopped and turned around.

Jiang Li, Yan Fan, Fu Yao, the nine-headed beast, and the Old Shepherd all rushed over.

Even though they had been exiled here for countless years and their hearts had long withered, they could not remain calm after seeing the passage to the outside world.

However, none of them took that step because they knew that they had no way to resist Yu Chang, who was standing in front of the passageway.

Looking at them, Yu Chang said softly, "You guys can't leave."

At this moment, no one spoke. There was only bitterness in their eyes.

Covering the disappointment in his eyes, Yan Fan took a step forward and said, "Please take care of his injuries."

Yu Chang smiled. "I recognize you. You are the Sword Immortal from back then."

"It's all in the past. Let's not talk about it." Yan Fan smiled bitterly. "Please let that kid live well."

Yu Chang nodded. Just as he was about to leave, another voice stopped him.

"Please wait!"

The Old Shepherd's voice was slightly trembling as he carried Di Qing, who was still in deep sleep, to the front of him.

"Can you let this person out?"

Yu Chang did not say anything. He reached out and took Di Qing with his fate energy. Then, he turned around and left, disappearing into the passageway.

As he left, the passage closed.

The broken sky began to heal, and the dry Endless Sea surged again.

Everything that had happened before started to disappear without a trace. Everything returned to its original state.

"Our fate energy has also been restored."

Yan Fan muttered as he looked at the completely closed heavenly gate passageway.

"Everything that's happened..." Jiang Li was a little lost. "It's like nothing happened."

"Believe me, we will leave one day."

...

It hurt.

The Undying and Imperishable Immortal Body seemed to have entered some kind of cycle. It was constantly destroyed and reconstructed.

The pain was indescribable.

Every 360 breaths, his Immortal body would shatter and reconstruct, and endless divine blood would flow.

Even if his Divine Sense was perfect, he still could not endure it.

When his immortal body had been shattered and reconstructed 36,000 times, Jian Wushuang finally fell asleep.

...

The world was silent and the wind was blowing.

He could faintly hear the children's laughter and the cool wind blowing past. It was an indescribable pleasure.

However, this kind of satisfaction was still unable to overcome the pain brought by his dizziness.

The pain in his mind forced Jian Wushuang to wake up and get out of the pain.

His pupils barely focused, and what entered his eyes was a slightly low-lying grass.

There were also several upside-down faces of children.

Among the faces of the children, there was a child with braids on his head and a smirk on his face. He pinched an Immortal herb and stuffed it into Jian Wushuang's nose.

He could not stand the tickling and itching, and then he sneezed loudly.

With this sneeze, his already weak Immortal body almost fell apart.

"Yay, you're finally awake!" The group of children laughed excitedly.

His head was dizzy and his Immortal body was in great pain. Jian Wushuang was about to struggle to get up, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

He was hanging upside down under an Immortal Tree, dangling from one leg.

"Hey, you naughty children, quickly put me down…"

Jian Wushuang shouted weakly. He wanted to break free with his own strength, but it was futile. He could only beg the children for mercy.

It was still the same naughty boy who teased him. His lively eyes turned, and he smacked his lips and said, "You can come down if you want, but you have to have something to exchange for it, such as candy."

"Candy? I have a lot of candies. Put me down first and I'll give them to you," Jian Wushuang continued to speak weakly.

"You liar! You only have a pair of pants left, how can you have a place to hide candy?" Wan Tong said loudly with his hands on his hips. The other children also echoed.

He was stunned and hurriedly looked down. As expected, there was only a pair of pants left.

Apart from his pants, even the Boyang Bttle at his waist had disappeared.

Although he had a vague impression of what happened after Emperor Zhen Wu took over his Immortal body, he was still in a state of shock.

After all, the Boyang Bottle contained all the treasures and the three Emperors' True Souls. If they were lost, the losses would be immeasurable.

"You guys, put me down quickly. Otherwise, I'll teach all of you a good lesson!" Jian Wushuang shouted anxiously.

He did noot expect that these jade doll-like children were not afraid at all and made faces at him.

He was helpless against this, but he could not even use a single bit of his Yan power.

This situation did not last for long. When a little girl with red lips and white teeth ran over, they all scattered like birds and beasts.

"Hmph, if you dare to tease the guests again, I will make sure that you will suffer!"

The little girl placed her hands on her hips, her toot little face filled with anger.

After chasing away the group of naughty children, the little girl hurriedly ran to Jian Wushuang and cut off the Immortal vine with a wave of his hand, allowing him to land on the ground.

His body landed on the ground, and he groaned. He was in a daze.

"Brother Jian, I knew it was you!"

A crisp and soft voice came from the child's mouth. Then, she jumped into Jian Wushuang's arms excitedly.

This pounce almost knocked him out of breath.

His eyes turned black, and then stars appeared.

"Ah, Brother Jian, what's wrong?"

"I... I'm fine."

Jian Wushuang forced his Immortal body to move. He smiled and sat up with the boy in his arms.

The little girl had her hair tied up in a bun. She had red lips and white teeth. She looked like a jade doll. She was none other than the first welcoming boy that Jian Wushuang met when he first arrived at the Heavenly Court, Little Amy.

"Amy, why are you here? It's very dangerous here," Jian Wushuang hugged her tightly and said warily.

"What? It's not dangerous, Brother Jian, this is the Heavenly Court," Amy blinked and said in a lively manner.