Legend of Swordsman

"Indeed, it was a bit overwhelming, and I couldn't completely control it!" Jian Wushuang was quite satisfied; he manipulated his power through familiarity.

Although it was somewhat uncomfortable now, it was, after all, his power.

He had improved in every possible aspect. In the realm where Divine General Moyin resided, the treasures he obtained ended up in the Second Prison. As for his cultivation realm, he reached the ninth level of the Extreme Dao and had long since stabilized.

As for the Sword Dao, this time he didn't encounter any opportunities related to it, so there was no improvement.

Moreover, this time, the so-called opportunity was quite dangerous, but the actual combat was minimal, mostly during a segment of intense fighting on the third bridge, amidst a sea of blood mist.

It was somewhat different from the life-and-death battles he experienced in the past, lacking significant pressure.

Therefore, it didn't contribute much to his Sword Dao.

"After spending such a long time, I haven't explored Fenyang Island yet!" Jian Wushuang's thoughts stirred, recalling the three places that Qiuhuang had instructed him about.

The caves on Fenyang Island were not considered; there was another place on the island to calm the mind.

This time, his state of mind had indeed shattered, and it was time to recuperate.

Excluding the accelerated time, there were about ten days left until the agreed-upon day with Wu Zuo. He wasn't in a hurry, so he decided to go to the place where he could restore his mental state.

North of Fenyang Island.

On a mountain range spanning about a hundred thousand miles, there was a secluded valley.

Mist lingered in the valley, seemingly ordinary.

As Jian Wushuang stepped into the valley, before he could touch down, he was intercepted by someone.

"Dear friend, cultivating here for a month requires 100 million cubic units of godstones!" The person blocking his way had a ruddy complexion, and there was an indescribable moistness in the corners of his eyes.

When Jian Wushuang heard the price, his eyelids trembled. 100 million cubic unit of godstones for a month?

Wasn't that extravagant!

Who could afford to cultivate at such a price?

100 million cubic godstones did not mean 100 million pieces of godstones, but it meant 10 billion pieces of godstones.

100 million cubic unit godstones for a month... Even a tier 5 Emperor would find it challenging to afford, and a tier 6 Emperor would feel the pinch.

The crucial issue lay in the fact that Jian Wushuang currently didn't possess a single godstone on him.

All his Hundred Weeping Vines had been used up, and the only valuable possession on him was the Jueyun Sword.

However, this sword was a gift from Yang Sanmu, and he couldn't just use it as collateral!

"Senior, the Demon Sound Mountain charges 100 million godstones, how can it be 100 million cubic here?" Jian Wushuang was somewhat incredulous. If it were truly j100 million cubic godstones, there would likely be very few individuals in the Elder Pavilion who could afford to cultivate here.

Even Wu Zu didn't dare to seclude himself in this place!

Perhaps the other party was charging based on the individual, and the core figures of the Elder Palace entering this place probably didn't need so many godstones.

After all, everything here was created by the Zhen Ling from the treasure vault. Zhen Ling didn't need these godstones, and the ones collected would probably end up within the Elder Palace.

"Tsk tsk, Demon Sound Mountain is Demon Sound Mountain; this is Fenyang Island. In the Heavenly Realm, there are no more than three places more suitable for cultivation than here. Especially with the hot springs, they can soothe the mind and are a treasure in themselves. Of course, it can't compare to Demon Sound Mountain!"

Seeing Jian Wushuang's difficult expression, the man frowned slightly, his tone turning colder. He straightforwardly asked, "Could it be that you don't have the money?"

Just as Jian Wushuang felt embarrassed, several figures flew in from the distance – formidable Emperors who had come here for recuperation, all of them tier 5 Emperors.

"Haha, who did I think it was? Turns out it's Daoist Friend Wushuang. What's the matter? No money to get in?"

The arrival was none other than Si Tian, who was very familiar with Jian Wushuang!

Seeing Jian Wushuang in such a predicament, the heart of Si Tian was filled with joy.

"Si Tian, my friend, what's this?" The tier 5 Emperor who presided over the place glanced at Si Tian and the others, ignoring Jian Wushuang.

Originally thinking of making some gains from Jian Wushuang, it now seemed like he had encountered a pauper.

The aura of Emperor Si Tian was somewhat weak. He had come here for recuperation, but seeing Jian Wushuang in this state, his shattered state of mind suddenly recovered most of its strength.

Once upon a time, Jian Wushuang was also his Heart Demon.

And now, not only did he overcome his Heart Demon, but he also reached the peak-level of tier 5 peak, officially catching up to Emperor Wan Xing. The once dazzling Hu Qing was now nothing more than a peak-level tier 5 Emperor. Novel Fire - novelfire.net

Inside the Elder Palace, he had joined forces with a Palace Master, securing a strong backing.

In terms of strength, he naturally believed he was much more powerful than Jian Wushuang, who haven't even integrated the Dao. In terms of background, he had investigated Jian Wushuang and found only some connection with Wu Zuo.

Although Wu Zuo was somewhat special, he was not the Palace Master of the Elder Palace after all.

With both background and strength overwhelming Jian Wushuang, he was naturally delighted.

Especially now, seeing Jian Wushuang unable to even produce the entrance fee, he became even more delighted.

"Sigh, this time I fell on the 47th floor in the Beiwang Tower, suffered some injuries, but seeing an old friend here, for some reason, I suddenly feel much better!" Si Tian turned to look at Jian Wushuang, revealing a sneer.

The tier 5 Emperor who guarded this place, upon hearing these words, couldn't help but admire, "Si Tian, my friend, truly remarkable. I've lived countless epochs and only reached the 47th floor. You've surpassed me so quickly, your future is boundless."

The strength of Emperor Si Tian was indeed impressive. The Beiwang Tower, consisting of 99 levels layers, was comparable to the Grave God Mountain.

Reaching the 40th level meant being on par with a tier 5 Emperor. At the 45th level, one possessed the peak combat power of a tier 5 Emperor, while the 47th marked the limit for a tier 5 Emperor.

Of course, there were some exceptional individuals who could reach the 48th or even the 49th level, defying the norm.

Every 10 levels served as a threshold, and reaching the 50th level required the prowess of a tier 6 Emperor. The tier 6 Emperors here were not the mediocre ones found in the Four Great Secret Realms but complete Origin Source tier 6 Emperors.

Although Inheritors could engage in cross-tier battles within the Four Great Secret Realms, facing an Emperor with a complete Origin Source was still a challenge beyond their reach.

In the current Four Great Secret Realms, Emperors with complete Origin Sources were either Inheritors or ancient beings within the Elder Palace. Crossing tiers was still a considerable gap.

The group of old folks who revived in the Elder Palace were all formidable experts, each a second-grade Origin Source Dao Harmony Dao Emperor. They were not the kind of Emperor Si Tian encountered in the Four Great Secret Realms or the Original Universe—those third or even fourth-grade Origin Source Dao Emperors who were far less threatening.

Those individuals either dispersed or ventured into the Four Great Secret Realms, reaching a point of self-reliance.

Strength was everything!

Just like now, Jian Wushuang, a Dao Lord, had no face at all in front of these individuals.

"Since you're an old friend of Si Tian, you can come in with him!"

Emperor Si Tian quickly said with feigned sincerity, "But the rules are rules; I'll cover the expenses!"

Saying this, he handed over a mustard seed.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and the tier 5 Emperor accepted it.

The Emperor in charge here, and the one behind Si Tian, belonged to the same faction. The godstones were like going from one pocket to the other.