Legend of Swordsman

A peak Grand Yan Immortal asking such a grand question in itself was significant.

Jian Wushuang had already guessed the identity of the owner of this Sword Spirit.

Upon learning this news, the old man in the black robe's complexion returned to warmth, and he nodded, saying, "It's in accordance with the Emperor's will."

Following that, his gaze shifted between Jian Wushuang and Nan Xuan, ultimately settling on Jian Wushuang.

"Young Friend, have you ever met Emperor Zhen Wuyang?"

With these words, the old man in the black robe initially shook his head, self-deprecatingly chuckling, "I must be getting senile to ask such a question."

"I have," Jian Wushuang replied calmly, his expression unchanged.

The old man in the black robe's eyes immediately widened in disbelief. "You really met him? How is that even possible?"

...

It was no wonder the old man in the black robe reacted this way. As the Emperor of the entire vast and boundless Great Si Region, Emperor Zhen Wuyang was already an unparalleled existence.

The very foundation of the Heavenly Court was situated in the Heavenly Realm, and even the Heavenly Realm alone was beyond the reach and gaze of ordinary Yan Immortals, let alone seeing the true face of Emperor Zhen Wuyang!

So, the old man in the black robe was naturally astonished at Jian Wushuang's words.

To avoid any complications arising from their conversation, Jian Wushuang added, "During a grand Heavenly Court banquet, I once observed from a distance."

The old man in the black robe suddenly realized, "Ah, I see now, I see."

Although there were loopholes in Jian Wushuang's explanation, it sufficed to deflect further questions. Jian Wushuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; he could sense that the old man meant no harm and was merely reminiscing about the past.

At this point, the old man in the black robe spoke again, "Since the young one has seen Emperor Zhen Wuyang, have you also encountered another figure by his side?"

"Who?"

"A Ye Immortal who followed Emperor Zhen Wuyang, named Yu Chang."

Upon hearing this name, Jian Wushuang's spiritual consciousness quivered. He was far more familiar with this name than with Emperor Zhen Wuyang.

His first narrow escape, his second narrow escape, and their brief encounter in the Heavenly Court had left a deep impression on him.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "I have seen him too."

The black-robed elder rarely revealed a hint of joy, "How is he doing? Has he made any progress?"

"Everything is fine, there are no major issues."

"Very well, then I can rest easy." He nodded, a satisfied smile in his eyes, "Since all the news has been obtained, I have no reason to keep you here any longer."

Jian Wushuang felt a sense of relief. If the black-robed elder did not object, it meant that he had passed the first test.

With a wave of his hand as he spoke, in an instant, all scenes retreated like a tide.

"My obsession is over, and now I will truly go to sleep. Thank you, Young Friend," the black-robed elder said with a smile as he bowed.

Jian Wushuang was taken aback, suddenly realizing where that heavy sense of twilight had come from.

This black-robed elder was inevitably heading towards his demise!

As if confirming his suspicions, the black-robed elder said at last, "I am about to wither away, and I have nothing of value left. If you don't mind, you can take this as a memento."

With those words, a thumb-sized object was thrown towards Jian Wushuang.

He reached out and caught it, and saw a dark blue diamond-shaped crystal in his hand, radiating unparalleled power.

In the center of this small crystal, there was a character: Yu.

"Young Friend, take care."

After saying these last words, the black-robed elder's figure turned into a long wind and dissipated into nothingness.

A dark blue brilliance, like a swimming fish or a graceful swallow, moved gracefully in the air and finally returned to the crystal in Jian Wushuang's hand.

Jian Wushuang looked at the crystal in his hand, lost in thought. A Peak Grand Yan Immortal from the distant Ancient Era, the Sword Spirit, had just disappeared like this.

He left almost no trace, and there was no earth-shattering scene.

It was a sigh-inducing departure.

Adjusting his thoughts, Jian Wushuang then looked at Nan Xuan. "Let's go, why are you still standing here?"

Coming back to his senses, Nan Xuan looked at him and smiled bitterly, "The more I get to know you, the less I understand you, young friend."

"If you can't understand, save it for later. The most important thing now is to leave this place," Jian Wushuang said as he casually tucked the crystal into his bosom.

Nan Xuan nodded and followed him down the mountain.

Standing at the top of the mountain, Jian Wushuang looked back one last time at the spot where the black-robed elder had stood before finally leaving.

The entire Sword Mountain or Sword Tomb seemed to have lost its vitality, with all the True Swords and sword blanks vanishing, turning into a green mountain.

After leaving Sword Mountain, the path ahead was no longer a rugged mountain trail but had transformed into a wide road paved with blue stones.

The road was so wide that it extended into the depths of the distant clouds.

"The second trial?" 

Jian Wushuang was puzzled, but he still stepped forward.

As he stepped onto the blue stone road, a strange sensation suddenly arose.

An intensely scorching aura erupted from the surrounding wilderness, burning everything. Even Jian Wushuang's Immortal body felt the peculiar heat.

But this extreme heat quickly faded, replaced by an intense cold.

The rapid shift between hot and cold made it extremely uncomfortable.

"What's going on? Why is it so peculiar?" Nan Xuan frowned and then reached out to manipulate the air.

He was actually altering the rules of this world with just a casual gesture!

If it were said that Yan Immortals stood above the Heavenly Dao, then Grand Yan Immortals not only stood above the Heavenly Dao but could also casually modify the rules of the Heavenly Dao!

And for Nan Xuan, as a Grand Yan Immortal, modifying the Heavenly Dao of this world was as simple as can be.

Soon, he completed the modification, turning the bizarre weather into a cloudless sky spanning thousands of miles.

Jian Wushuang could only shake his head in amusement. Modifying the Heavenly Dao on such a scale just for clear weather was probably something only Nan Xuan could do.

"All right, the damn weather's back to normal. Let's hurry on our way," he said, raising an eyebrow, looking quite pleased with himself.

Jian Wushuang nodded and took the lead.

They had passed the first trial of Sword Mountain without any disturbances, but the second trial would likely be much more challenging.

He couldn't be sure if the Divine Craftsman Xu Tuo would increase the difficulty, so he decided to give it his all.

Inside Sword Mountain lay a terrifying ancient power. Sword Wushuang didn't believe that the upcoming challenges would be easy.

This broad road paved with blue stones was very likely the second trial.

Only by traversing this wide road would they have a chance to meet the Divine Craftsman Xu Tuo.

Although Sword Wushuang wasn't certain whether they could uncover the secrets of the Heaven Script Bone Armor once they met Xu Tuo, he pressed on without hesitation.

Even though the information was vague and elusive, he continued to seek answers.

At this moment, Nan Xuan suddenly spoke, "Young Friend, do you think there might be a Yan Immortal guarding this road?"