Legend of Swordsman

"The Temple of World Annihilation!" Jian Wushuang's pupils contracted, his voice trembling.

He could be absolutely certain that this was definitely orchestrated by Mie Sheng.

The external world was indeed in chaos now.

Fortunately, the opponent stood in the open, and Jian Wushuang could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as the opponent was in the open, he had nothing to fear.

He feared that the opponent would remain concealed, making it impossible for him to venture out.

Even so, he would not leave the Qishen Temple.

What if Mie Sheng was waiting for him? What would he do?

He dared not take the risk and decided to follow the orders of Zhen Ling.

"Wu Zuo, I will leave first. Perhaps, for a long time to come, I won't return to the Elder Palace. Take care of yourself!" Jian Wushuang clasped his fists.

The other had helped him a lot, and he remembered the favor.

It seemed that Wu Zuo had not become the Palace Master yet; he was still the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall. However, in the current chaos outside, the position of the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall was probably not much weaker than that of the Palace Master.

After successfully merging the Dao, he would go to the Grave God Mountain. It was estimated that he would leave this temporal river. Meeting again might really not be easy.

Wu Zuo seemed to have realized this too. He also clasped his fists, but this time, he didn't say much. He sincerely said, "Take care!"

Then Jian Wushuang tiptoed, vanished in an instant in the void, and headed towards the central hall.

Wu Zuo, standing in the same place, watched Jian Wushuang's departing figure. After a while, he left as well.

During Jian Wushuang's flight, he did not encounter the old man with goat horns. It seemed that there was no chance for a farewell at his door.

It was Qiuhuang's avatar that had been guarding the central hall all along.

Seeing Jian Wushuang, the originally dozing avatar immediately became alert.

"Jian Wushuang!" Qiuhuang smiled and said, "You, kid, finally came out of seclusion!"

Jian Wushuang descended slowly, revealing a smile, and walked towards Qiuhuang at a leisurely pace.

When the two met, it was as if it were their first encounter in Qiuhuang City.

Casually sitting on a set of steps, he looked up at Qiuhuang without a care in the world.

The other had already reached tier 6, reportedly doing well in the outside world. Instead of going to the Human Realm, the avatar had gone to the Earth Realm.

After chatting for a while, Jian Wushuang stood up, preparing to leave.

Before entering the teleportation array, QiuHuang hesitated and finally called out to Jian Wushuang.

"Elder Yang has fallen!"

This news dated back half a epoch.

At that time, the struggle for the universe was at its peak, and Yang Sanmu, a Divine Craftsman and a peak-level tier 6 Emperor, was transferred from the rear to the front line.

It was his voluntary choice, but unfortunately, he encountered a supreme-peak expert.

Upon hearing this news, Jian Wushuang was first stunned, then slowly turned his head. His eyes happened to meet the hilt of his Jueyun Sword. It was the peerless divine sword that the old Yanghorn had obtained at great cost from the hands of the Vermilion Bird Temple Master.

"Who did it?" Jian Wushuang stood still, leaning against Qiuhuang. His facial expression couldn't be seen, but his tone had dropped sharply to freezing point.

Qiuhuang's voice also sounded somewhat hoarse. After all, they had been brothers for many years, and he was also saddened.

"It was Broly, the top powerhouse of the Temple of World Annihilation!"

Crack!

Jian Wushuang's footsteps were crisp as he walked directly onto the teleportation array, leaving behind a brief sentence.

"I will avenge him!"

The statement was decisive and ordinary.

However, as the teleportation array activated, Jian Wushuang's expression turned fierce within the colorful channel. He turned around, gazing at Qiuhuang's position and roared, "I will definitely avenge him!"

Such is karma!

Back then, he casually let someone kill Broly's father, and now Broly effortlessly killed Yang Sanmu.

Those who kill will be killed.

No one to blame.

It's just that when it happens to someone, that's when the anger arises.

A common occurrence in the mortal realm!

At this level, things don't change.

Perhaps, they are all still just mortals.

Since understanding the power of the Starry Sky, sometimes he would wonder if the universe he lived in was also a convergence of forces?

Maybe, maybe not.

A month later, on the pale yellow continent in the western region, a figure flew steadily.

Upon entering the western region, Jian Wushuang did not bother using teleportation arrays but chose to fly slowly.

In the Heavenly Realm, many powerful beings had been transferred elsewhere.

Perhaps those powerhouses had volunteered.

Everyone aspires to a larger world.

Zhen Ling might have made a promise that any native emperor leaving the Qishen Temple could receive assistance in restoring their Origin Source. However, they had to make a solemn vow not to betray the Qishen Temple.

This requirement was not unreasonable, prompting countless individuals to rush to the outside world.

Once reaching the Emperor cultivation realm, they could leave.

Even the weakest would not contribute much to the situation outside.

Now, most of the strong beings in the Heavenly Realm were merely avatars holding their ground.

The true selves had all ventured out.

Being able to repair the Origin Source was a tremendous opportunity, and everyone wished to seize it.

So much so that as Jian Wushuang soared through the skies, he didn't encounter a single Emperor.

All were just avatars.

In the past, even if the Heavenly Realm were peaceful, there would likely be a few arrogant demonic Emperors. Now, it seemed that these individuals had all gone to the temporal river.

It was like a bird whose wings were suddenly healed after being broken, and it was released from its cage.

Jian Wushuang felt the same way now.

He also wanted to go out and explore.

To the west, the Mahayana Spirit Mountain!

It was right in front of him.

On the majestic golden mountain, faint Buddhist chants echoed, and golden light shimmered.

As Jian Wushuang approached the mountain gate, he stopped.

After all, he was seeking help, and it wouldn't do to be disrespectful.

"I am Jian Wushuang, coming to pay my respects to the mountain!" Jian Wushuang clasped his fists, his face filled with goodwill.

The guardians of the mountain gate were only two young novices, but in the external world, this was the greatest benevolence.

One of the novices, spotless and pure, took a step forward to Jian Wushuang. With hands joined together and a slight bow, he spoke, "Kind sir, please wait a moment!"

"Thank you!" Jian Wushuang clasped his hands together, returning the courtesy.

On the Mahayana Spirit Mountain.

In a quaint backyard, several bodhi trees outlined the appearance of an ordinary worldly setting. A powerful spiritual practitioner residing in this place sat cross-legged under one of the bodhi trees, immersed in deep meditation.

As Jian Wushuang arrived, the bodhi prayer beads in the practitioner's hand suddenly came to a halt.

Meanwhile, a voice echoed from outside.

"Elder Miaoyi, the Master requests your presence!"

The bald woman sitting in meditation under the bodhi tree was none other than Gong Miaoyi.

Since her release by the Elder Palace, she had come to the Mahayana Spirit Mountain and chosen to immerse herself in the Buddhist teachings, paying no attention to the outside world.

Jian Wushuang had become her inner demon, to the extent that even after an entire era, she had not completely eradicated him.

Now, with Jian Wushuang's arrival and the Mountain Master of the Mahayana Spirit Mountain summoning her, today might be the best opportunity to bring closure.

Compared to her past ruthlessness, Gong Miaoyi had transcended the ordinary and truly detached herself from worldly grievances.

Although sensing Jian Wushuang's aura still made her somewhat uncomfortable, she could approach it with equanimity.

After the fall of Nie Yuan, not to mention Jian Wushuang's presence, merely hearing his name would drive her into a frenzy, wanting desperately to kill Jian Wushuang.