Legend of Swordsman

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the Original Realm, whether it was the Grand Yan Immortal or the Emperor, they were advancing on their powerful paths, oblivious to the massacre happening in another part of the Qishen Temple.

On the Demon Sound Mountain, Wuliang Buddha still led all the tier 3 Emperors, but he had not surpassed any of the tier 4 Emperors.

Whenever he neared catching up to a tier 4 Emperor, he would halt his cultivation, waiting until they moved far ahead before resuming his journey.

This action went unnoticed by others, but the Tongtian Buddha, who walked ahead, noticed everything.

The two had been fighting for countless years, and he knew Wuliang well.

Cautious, careful, ruthless.

These were the labels they had given each other.

Although Wuliang was far below him in strength, over the years, he had always been vigilant of this fellow disciple.

Both of them hailed from the Buddhist sect, but their paths were different.

He inherited the Tongtian Buddha Realm, while Wuliang inherited the Bodhi Tree.

The Bodhi Tree was the supreme treasure of Heart power practitioners, and the entire Original Universe had only one other like it. Although he didn’t cultivate Heart power, he coveted it.

However, that tree, on Wuliang Mountain, was like it grew in Wuliang Buddha’s heart. Trying to seize it was incredibly difficult.

If he forcefully took it, he might end up with nothing in the end, tarnishing his reputation within the Buddhist sect.

He the indeed the Master of the Tongtian Buddha Realm, but there were others in the sect with seniority surpassing his. It was merely due to his strength that he could inherit the realm of the Tongtian Buddha Realm.

Squinting his eyes, he glanced down the mountain a few times. Tongtian Buddha turned his head, revealing a smiling face, and continued to entangle with Zhen Wuyang.

“Brother Tortoise, slow down!” Tongtian Buddha quickly stepped forward, catching up with Zhen Wuyang.

Zhen Wuyang, who was leading the way, heard this and became extremely irritated.

“Tongtian, don’t go too far. Zhen Wuyang is not a tortoise!”

“Virtuous! ”

“Brother Gui She, you never told me your real names, calling each other by titles feels too formal!” Tongtian Buddha said innocently.

When Tongtian Buddha was in the mortal world, his name was ‘Meng Cha’.

In order to get closer to Zhen Wuyang, he had told Zhen Wuyang even his childhood nickname, but Zhen Wuyang was unwilling to say anything extra.

This made Tongtian Buddha feel disadvantaged, and he kept pestering Zhen Wuyang.

In front of the two of them, leading the first group on Demon Sound Mountain today were the leaders of several peak forces, including Demon Lord Fengyu.

“We’re almost at the mountainside!” Fengyu, struggling to walk, set her mind on making adjustments once they reached the mountainside.

The other several peak-level Emperors of tier 4 were also secretly competing, and none of them wanted to stop.

Little did they know, halfway up the mountain, there was a group of ghostly shadows waiting for a feast.

In the outer world, the trials of the Yan Immortals were also proceeding vigorously.

However, in the trial world of the Yan Immortals, time flowed hundreds of millions of times slower than in the Original Universe. Yan Immortals had been undergoing trials for tens of millions of years now.

In the Black Tortoise Temple, after the initial slaughter, a large number of talented Yan Immortals were selected. Then, a series of cultivation processes began. Unlike many other major forces, they didn’t cultivate strong individuals by showering them with resources.

Instead, they cultivated them through gu refining. Even the inheritances were contested two by two. Each round of cultivation seemed inconspicuous, but in fact, half of them were eliminated every time. Over the course of millions of years, these Yan Immortals were divided into several batches.

Inside the Black Tortoise Temple.

“Demon Lord, the ‘First Camp’ is already full!”

In the Black Tortoise Temple, the one sitting at the highest position was not the puppet Xuan One but a Forbidden Demon Lord!

If anyone else were to witness this, they would undoubtedly be shocked.

Especially True Spirit, who harbored such deep hatred for the Forbidden Demon Lord, a being born from the Great Devouring Dao. Why, then, was this Forbidden Demon Lord respected within the Black Tortoise Temple?

“Good, you can open the ‘Second Camp’ now!” The Black-Robed Demon Lord, his eyes drooping, played with a small puppet in his hand.

“Yes!” replied the attendant respectfully.

Before he could leave, the Forbidden Demon Lord continued, “By the way, those selected Yan Immortals, send them to the Seventh World to help create Emperor-level puppetry. The Four Major Secret Realms have been restless lately; we need to lend a hand.”

Throughout the entire exchange, the Black Robed Demon Lord didn’t lift his gaze to look at the newcomer. He remained engrossed in tinkering with the small gadget in his hands.

“Yes, just a little more!”

His hands moved swiftly, constantly flipping the object in his hands. Tiny components were fitted one by one until they formed a small spherical object.

Outside the Black Tortoise Temple, a streak of crimson flashed by as a young woman in red armor walked in slowly. After scanning the surroundings, she looked up at the Dark Robe Forbidden Demon Lord sitting above.

“Where is Gui She? Why isn’t he here? Isn’t this your newly established lair?

Shouldn’t he be presiding over this place?”

The newcomer was Zhu Yi from the Vermilion Bird Temple.

The Black-robed Demon Lord clutched a small orb that had been meticulously assembled in his hands. At last, he shifted his gaze and looked at Zhu Yi.

“Gui She!” The Dark Robe Demon Lord had barely uttered the words when he coughed and quickly corrected himself, “Brother Xuan One went to the Third World to refine the Thousand-Handed Centipede!”

“Right, that makes sense. Qishen Temple has been opened now. We won’t have many peaceful days ahead. We need to prepare and strengthen our forces,” Zhu Yi nodded, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Dark Robe Demon Lord stood up and politely said, “Zhu Yi, I heard about your situation from Brother Xuan. This is the key.” He handed over the small sphere he had been working on.

“Thanks. If it weren’t for that old man, the True Spirit, I wouldn’t have needed to borrow treasures from you guys,” Zhu Yi said helplessly.

When the Dark Robe Demon Lord heard the words ‘True Spirit; he shivered slightly, his expression becoming extremely respectful. “Regarding Master True Spirit’s matters, I will do my utmost.”

“Enough, he can’t hear you anyway. Why are you buttering him up? Even if he wakes up, he won’t bother Vith you. You are Gui She’s special concern. Even the puppets of the Ten Great Worlds need your craftsmanship. Even for the sake of the puppet, the old fart True Spirit won’t harm you,” Zhu Yi waved her hand dismissively, finding the timid Dark Robe Forbidden Demon Lord somewhat amusing.

In her Original Realm, she also held a Forbidden Demon Lord captive. Both were entities born from the Great Devouring Dao. How could the difference be so vast?

If the Forbidden Demon Lord in her realm had a similar personality, things would be much easier. The Vermilion Bird Temple would have an additional tier 6 combatant.

“Alright, I’m leaving!” Zhu Yi tossed the sphere in her hand and seemed very satisfied.

“Temple Master Zhu, take care!”

The Dark Robe Demon Lord rose to see her off. He breathed a sigh of relief only after Zhu Yi’s figure disappeared. After a moment of daze, he returned to his throne and began to study the puppet blueprints once again.

Having obtained what she wanted, Zhu Yi tore through space and returned to the original realm.

Crash!

The void ripped apart, and Zhu Yi, clad in crimson armor, appeared above the

Demon Sound Mountain.

The item she had just received was the key to open the Demon Sound Mountain. As she descended and saw the sparse figures on the mountain, she remembered that there was a group of Emperors here.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zhu Yi was incredibly fast. In just a few flickers, she arrived at the peak of Demon Sound Mountain..