Legend of Swordsman

The result of being killed together was something that Yu Chang did not want to see.

It was because he had a unique feeling about Jian Wushuang. It was a feeling of intimacy and some unknown factors.

It would be the biggest mistake to kill him just like that.

Seeing the two Emperors in a stalemate, Jian Wushuang, who was on the verge of death, smiled secretly.

He had never thought that the owner of the Immortal body he occupied would actually be able to make Yu Changdu plead for mercy.

If that was the case, Zhen Wuyang would probably not kill him.

Just as he had thought, Zhen Wuyang fell silent and did not attack.

This was because he was a part of Zhen Wuyang. Once he died, Zhen Wuyang would not have an easy time either. He might not even be an Emperor anymore.

Before he could smile, his expression suddenly changed. His Emperor Body actually accelerated and shattered.

"No, no, how... How was this possible? How can you still be alive?!"

Jian Wushuang cried out and his body was on the verge of collapse.

"Hmm?"

Zhen Wuyang and Yu Chang were puzzled at the same time. They did not know why Zhen Wu would lose his composure.

However, following that, he seemed to be bleeding Emperor Blood and Emperor's fate energy at an accelerated pace, and they did not know what was happening.

"Could it be that Little Friend Wushuang, whose Immortal body was seized, didn't die?" Yu Chang said in surprise.

Zhen Wu Yang could not believe it. Even if Jian Wushuang could defeat a Three Revolutions Grand Immortal, it was impossible for him to last so long and not die under the devouring of the Emperor's fate energy.

However, the changes in the Emperor Body made them believe that Jian Wushuang had not died!

…

In the ethereal realm of Divine Sense.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang stood in the sand and looked ahead with a pale face.

In front of him was the furious Emperor Zhen Wu.

"Give me back my Immortal body and I'll let you go," Jian Wushuang said weakly.

He had personally witnessed the battle between the Emperors. Even though his Divine Sense was perfect, it was on the verge of collapse.

The True Martial Emperor was exasperated. He had not expected Jian Wushuang to still be alive.

"You? You're courting death! Now that you're willing to fall into a deep sleep, I'll spare your life. Otherwise, I'll destroy your soul on the spot!"

Jian Wushuang sighed and said no more.

In the next moment, a black feather that blotted out the sky appeared behind his back!

As the black feather spread out, a Chasing Bird image form Divine Sense appeared. It was so large that it occupied almost half the ethereal space

It was covered in dark green wings and had six horns on its head. Each horn was a different color. It was beautiful and mysterious.

Then, it slowly opened its eye chakra. Its extremely pure golden eyes seemed to see through everything in the universe.

It was a divine and primordial aura, and it came from the Ancient Era. It was unimaginable.

With the appearance of the Chasing Bird and Jian Wushuang's transformation, Emperor Zhen Wu, who was originally flustered and exasperated, felt a deep chill in his heart.

He never expected that there would be an Emperor's Aura in the depths of Jian Wushuang's Divine Sense!!

"Argh-"

The Emperor's fate energy was shattered, and his Emperor Blood gushed out. His Emperor Body was in a miserable state.

In the eternal void, Jian Wushuang was struggling and his fate energy was rapidly declining.

Zhen Wuyang and Yu Chang looked at each other before attacking together. The Emperor's fate energy transformed into chains that bound him completely.

Immediately after, the ancient elders were also in position. They worked together to release their fate energy and rebuild the Emperor's Realm, Desolation!

The void was mending, and the endless fragments gathered again. The fate energy of the nearly 50 ancient elders was too terrifying, enough to repair any realm.

Desolation was completely restored in a few dozen breaths.

Seeing this, Zhen Wuyang waved his hand and the ground rose, forming a majestic divine mountain.

Then, the two Emperors worked together and tied Jian Wushuang to the divine mountain.

As the last trace of the Emperor's fate energy dissipated, he stopped moving.

"Is Emperor Zhen Wu dead?" Yu Chang looked at Zhen Wuyang and asked.

He nodded. "No, but I can feel that he has fallen into a deep sleep."

Yu Chang said again, "Then can you let Little Friend Wushuang leave?"

Zhen Wuyang frowned and shook his head. "No, as long as Zhen Wu is not removed, I cannot do that. He will be sealed here until Zhen Wu is removed from his body."

Yu Chang was silent. He could not make a decision, but Zhen Wu Yang's decision was indeed the best solution.

As long as the Zhen Wu was not stripped, it would be a disaster. Jian Wushuang naturally could not escape from the shackles.

Zhen Wuyang still wanted to say something, but in the end, all he could do was sigh.

In this battle between Emperors, the final result was not as he wished.

Emperor Zhen Wu fell into a deep sleep. His Emperor Body was already broken, but he could no longer be separated from Jian Wushuang's Immortal body. They had completely fused.

This was an ending without an ending, and it ended hastily.

To Jian Wushuang, this was a complete disaster. He did not do anything and was sealed in Desolation for countless years.

The Emperor finally left, and the Emperor's Realm fell into eternal silence.

In the endless darkness, the figure that was chained to the peak of the divine mountain quietly opened his eyes.

"I'm now sealed indefinitely... Zhen Wu, you'll pay for this!"

...

Auspicious clouds returned, and Immortal aura filled the air. Everything returned to peace.

"Hey, hey, did you see that the elders and the others all returned with injuries? Some of them were even heavily injured."

"What is this? I saw that even Uncle Yu was injured!"

"W-what? Where did you see it? Don't spout nonsense."

"Why would I lie to you? I saw it with my own eyes. Although I only saw it from afar, it's definitely true."

"That's still not possible. Who could hurt Uncle Yu? I'm afraid that even all respective ancestors combined won't be enough to even scratch him…"

"There's something fishy about this. The injuries of the ancestors are probably all due to that forbidden area."

"Forbidden land, Desolation? Forget it, forget it, we shouldn't talk about such a thing."

The discussions erupted everywhere. Chang Ling, who was sitting under the Immortal Tree, quietly opened her eyes.

Those who were discussing were the disciples of the various elders. They were the candidates for the Heavenly Official position of the Seventh Prince under Zhen Wuyang.

At this moment, their discussion had a certain degree of credibility.

The anomaly that happened in Little World Mountain was very likely related to that forbidden area.

Chang Ling could nothelp but think of Jian Wushuang, who had defeated the Grand Yan Immortal single-handedly in the Dao Arena.

"Did he leave or go somewhere else?"

"Don't tell me that the anomaly of Little World Mountain has something to do with him?"

Her thoughts were swirling like a whirlpool, and she could not stop thinking about him.

Chang Ling stood up and looked at the boundless void in front of her.

"He must have left. How could the changes in Little World Mountain be related to him?"