Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5007 - 5007 Emperor-To-Be Yu Yao

5007 Emperor-To-Be Yu Yao

The power provided by the Galaxia Immortal Array that condensed the fate energy of more than 100,000 Yan Immortals and 9 Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals pushed her towards the Emperor-to-be realm.

The boundless Primordial Purple Intent was the Emperor’s fate energy, and it belonged to Yu Yao now.

Jian Wushuang’s heart pounded as he felt the terrifying purple aura flame.

With his intuition, he could feel that Yu Yao’s fate energy was even stronger than the Emperor-to-be Black Cloud.

This also meant that as long as she wanted to make a move, no Yan Immortal could survive.

This moment was the most terrifying moment between life and death.

Jiang Li, Yan Fan, and Di Qing’s fate energy had already been sucked dry in the Galaxia Immortal Array, and they had almost no strength to resist.

One had to know that luck was not the same as the ability to regenerate. Fate energy was like an Immortal Source, it was the foundation of the Yan immortal.

Once it was damaged, it would take a long time to repair it.

Even if Jian Wushuang had Emperor-grade pills, it was impossible for him to recover Jiang Li, Yan Fan, and Di Qing in a short time.

At this moment, there were only five of them left in the ruins of the Third and Fifth Heaven.

Other than that, all the other Yan Immortals and even the Nine Revolution Grand Yan Immortals became the sacrificial victims of Yu Yao, paving her way to becoming an Emperor.

Yu Yao only glanced at them once before looking away, as if she was not worried that they would escape.

She looked at her palm that was surrounded by the Primordial Purple Intent, and there was only joy and infatuation in her eyes.

“So, this is the fate energy of an Emperor…”

As Yu Yao’s voice fell, billions of primordial purple light seeped out of her Immortal body and began to outline some kind of power that could not be seen directly.

The Flying Cloud Robe was replaced by an Emperor’s clothes condensed from Primordial Purple Intent.

Jian Wushuang’s eyebrows twitched. He had been hoping for a stroke of luck that Yu Yao had failed to become an Emperor-to-be.

But now, the moment the Emperor’s clothing was condensed, everything had already been settled.

Yu Yao was undoubtedly an Emperor-to-be!

“Do you think you can escape?”

Dressed in a dark purple Thousand Leaves Emperor Robe, her eyes were cold as if she was looking at an ant.

“We have already given you all our fate energy, and you already took from everyone else in the continent. You have gotten the result you wanted. Why do you have to kill us?”

Jian Wushuang shielded them behind him and said softly.

“Is this the result I want?” Yu Yao slowly raised her arms and the corners of her mouth curved upwards. “No, the final result I want is to become an Emperor.”

Jian Wushuang suppressed his anger and looked at her coldly.

Yu Yao was a completely different person from before, and her actions were even worse than the Emperor-to-be Black Cloud in the City of Exile.

She coveted all the Grand Yan Immortals, even the Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals… Everything was designed to kill them, only to devour their fate energy, to make herself become an Emperor-to-be.

Now, Jian Wushuang no longer hoped that the completely inhuman Emperor-to-be Yu Yao would let them go.

“All of our fate energy now belong to you. Even if you kill us all, we won’t be able to provide any more fate energy.”

Jian Wushuang tried a last-ditch effort.

Immediately after, Yu Yao’s emotionless eyes slowly swept past them.

In the end, her gaze fell on him.

“Your fate energy doesn’t belong to me.”

Jian Wushuang was stunned. Then he looked at her and said, “Okay, I’ll give you my fate energy and you can let them go.”

“Do you think you have the right to negotiate?” Emperor-to-be Yu Yao smiled contemptuously, “However, they are no longer of any value to me, so they can leave.”

Jian Wushuang let out a sigh of relief.

“No, Wushuang, you can’t stay!” Jiang Li, Yan Fan, and Di Qing said anxiously at the same time.

They knew very well that she had killed all the Grand Yan Immortals under her in order to obtain the Emperor’s fate energy. If Jian Wushuang stayed, he would be completely destroyed.

Jian Wushuang turned around and winked at them. He said in a special voice that only they could hear, “Leave without worry. I have my own way to keep up with you. Don’t forget that I still have a trump card that I haven’t used.”

Jiang Li, Yan Fan, and Di Qing calmed down.

During the battle with Black Cloud, Jian Wushuang used his own power to wipe him out.

Although this was too unimaginable, it had actually happened.

Therefore, although they were a little worried when they saw Jian Wushuang’s confident expression, they had no better way.

Their fate energy had been drained by the Galaxia Immortal Array and their strength had declined to the extreme. Even if they stayed, they would only be a burden to Jian Wushuang.

“Then you must be careful,” Di Qing said nervously.

Jian Wushuang nodded and turned around after watching the four of them leave.

As expected, Yu Yao did not go back on her words. After they left, she looked at him.

“I’m a little curious, why absorb the fate energy of a puny little Yan Immortal?” Jian Wushuang looked at her and asked.

Yu Yao looked at him and said expressionlessly, “Because I won’t let any of the Yan Immortals here leave alive.”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes widened as a sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart!

As if to confirm his thoughts, Yu Yao suddenly raised her arms.

As she raised her arms, endless Primordial Purple Intent quietly covered the entire sky.

Each strand of Primordial Purple Intent became extremely sharp and rained down like an endless rain of arrows.

Looking at the unimaginable rain, Jian Wushuang swallowed.

He lowered his eyes and released millions of Sword Intents!

Facing the endless Primordial Purple Intent, he resolutely attacked alone.

At this moment, the Wushuang Sword Dao collided with the Emperor-to-be fate energy once again.

The second move of the Wushuang Sword Dao, Star River Lake Sea Sword Intent.

The River.

The majestic celestial river descended from the sky, like the mountains and seas were about to collapse, roaring and sweeping forward.

Jian Wushuang sat at the head of the Sword River and squinted his eyes.

He knew that, without a doubt, he would lose.

In order to allow Jiang Li and Di Qing to leave, Jian Wushuang prepared to use all his fate energy in his Immortal body to survive.

The roaring celestial river collided with the endless Primordial Purple Intent.

There was no earth-shaking explosion, only devouring and absorption.

The Primordial Purple Intent that could break through all things easily tore apart the celestial river and swallowed all the sword intents.

Facing an Emperor-to-be, everything was powerless.

Even a Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal could not fight an Emperor-to-be, let alone a mere Yan Immortal?

The Sword Dao celestial river only existed for a few breaths of time before it was completely devoured.

Everything was covered by the purple light again.

Yu Yao remained standing in her original position, her face calm and composed. The purple flames on her Thousand Leaves Emperor Robe burned even more vigorously.

Behind her, one could see a tattered Immortal body, almost crushed into pieces and barely held on from falling to the ground.

Seven-colored divine blood poured out of his Immortal body, dyeing the primordial purple sky with a demonic scarlet color.