Legend of Swordsman

5790 Yuan Blank (1)

When he reached the Universe Master, perhaps he could gather the Life force to restore the strength of the Eight Tribulation experts.

This power was much more terrifying than what he possessed now.

The Universe Master from Shi Kingdom, a Fifth Tribulation expert, realized that there was no point in wasting words to intimidate Jian Wushuang.

He simply turned and left.

The treasures he used, he had to buy them himself.

At this moment, relying on the family was unreliable.

If everyone depended on the family to cover for them, it would have collapsed long ago. Only the top figures within the family would mobilize the entire clan for cultivation. Not everyone was like Fan Tianfeng.

Jian Wushuang was curious about what aspect of Fan Tianfeng had caught the attention of the Flame God.

She was treated like this.

It had only been a little over 10,000 years since entering the Ancient Moon Spacetime, yet in this short time span, the Flame God had established such a status for Fan Tianfeng.

This woman was extraordinary.

For 1.8 million primordial stones, he acquired the Ancient Monastery Jade Urn.

With the auction officially over, Jian Wushuang nodded to Fan Tianfeng before leaving.

He didn’t speak, but there was gratitude in his gesture.

If there was a chance, he would see Fan Tianfeng again before leaving Shi Kingdom and try to share as much information as he could.

He couldn’t watch her walk into death.

From Ancient Moon Spacetime to Qishen Temple.

He didn’t know how many epochs or how many spacetimes he needed to cross.

During this period, Fan Tianfeng could become a Universe Master.

Even with several Seven Tribulation Realm experts and the Flame God’s avatar, he felt there was no possibility of defeating Mie Sheng.

Mie Sheng seemed to be his fate. Apart from him, no one could defeat him.

Leaving the auction hall and ascending the stone steps, Jian Wushuang appeared in a certain courtyard in the southern city.

To his surprise, Lian Xing was waiting for him. “It seems you’ve acquired the ancient monastery!” Lian Xing nodded approvingly.

Jian Wushuang hurriedly expressed his gratitude, “Many thanks for your guidance, Senior. Obtaining this treasure is entirely thanks to your discerning eye!”

Flattery costs nothing.

At this moment, it would be remiss not to butter him up a bit.

Lian Xing waved his hand casually, saying, “It’s a trivial matter. Come with me; the materials are ready, and we can start refining the Divine-tier sword blank!”

Jian Wushuang nodded in agreement.

The two departed together.

This time, they directly entered the core of the ninth level.

The Purgatory World.

The temperature here was so high it could melt the universe.

Jian Wushuang could only withstand it by erupting with five hundred thousand units of divine power through the Divine Beast Armor. “The flow rate here is very slow; one year outside is equivalent to ten thousand years here!” Lian Xing continued, “To refine the Divine-tier sword blank, I’ll need 30,000 years. Can you endure it? This is just the beginning!”

Jian Wushuang’s resolute gaze remained unchanged.

He could endure hardship.

Even at a thousandfold speed.

Ile hadn’t noticed.

It meant that the spatial stability here was exceptionally strong.

It had merged with time.

Rather than the simple formations he had set up.

Although the flow rate was high, it wasn’t stable.

To refine artifacts here, one must ensure the stability of space.

Lian Xing had paid a considerable price for this.

This time, Jian Wushuang was in a hurry to refine the sword blank here. “Let’s begin!”

Lian Xing manipulated the flames, starting to merge the materials.

This step was the simplest.

The materials didn’t just melt into liquid like ordinary substances.

It was Jian Wushuang’s first time witnessing such a superb technique.

He was quite astonished.

All the materials ultimately transformed into primordial spiritual energy, floating in the sky.

It was intangible.

Lian Xing also began to focus intently, muttering, “Gather!”

The aura twisted and began to continuously contract inward.

From this alone, Jian Wushuang could discern the mysteries within the space, vividly manifested.

The inwardly contracting aura was continuously suppressed.

The pressure of the aura began to shatter the space.

The strength of the power exceeded ordinary imagination.

A Divine-tier sword blank.

How could it be so simple?

Some of the subsequent techniques.

Made Jian Wushuang gasp in astonishment.

Originally, he thought he might become a genius in refining if he persevered.

But now, it seemed he wouldn’t have that opportunity.

For the past 10,000 years, he had been mostly watching.

For millennia, Lian Xing repeatedly compressed and restrained the aura.

Finally, it formed a crimson gas.

It already had the shape of a sword. “Jian Wushuang, catch it. Within 10,000 years, do not let your mental strength dissipate, or else all previous efforts will be wasted!”

With a flick of his finger, Lian Xing sent the red sword shadow towards Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang’s figure remained still, but his mental force surged out of his body.

Using his mental force, he condensed a pair of enormous palms, grasping the Sword Qi.

Buzz!

Jian Wushuang instantly sensed that his Thought power force was rapidly depleting. “So, this is the test of will?”

It seemed a bit… …childish. “Ah!” “Ha!”

With a sudden burst, Jian Wushuang directly unleashed the Eternal Ancient Transformation.

In this place, divine power was necessary to withstand the temperature contained within the flames.

Mental force also depended on the strength of the origin.

The power of the blue Starry Sky surrounded him.

It propelled Jian Wushuang to the peak state.

Mental force strengthened once again.

Lian Xing’s eyes flickered as he murmured, “Is this your confidence?”

He believed in Jian Wushuang, in that unstoppable self-assurance.

With absolute confidence and strength at the same level, he was the absolute future powerhouse. “Endure it. As long as your Thought power withstands the test of 10,000 years, you’ll be halfway to success!” Lian Xing reminded from the side.

Jian Wushuang remained silent, simply gripping onto that Sword Qi.

His stubborn expression even earned admiration from Lian Xing.

It required immense perseverance and willpower.

The bitterness of it all, only Jian Wushuang knew, which was why Lian Xing had initially tried to persuade him.

Not everyone could endure this kind of torment.

Eight Tribulation powerhouses naturally wouldn’t mind.

But Jian Wushuang was just an Emperor!

Why would an Emperor go to such lengths?

No one knew… Perhaps some wouldn’t understand why the fate of an entire spacetime fell upon an

Emperor, such a tragedy.

But Jian Wushuang never lost confidence because of it, nor did he ever complain, even when Zhen Ling used him as bait.

He turned this unjust fate into his own tribulation, using his strength superior to his peers to mask the responsibilities he shouldn’t have borne… 10,000 years.

In the blink of an eye.

Under the cleansing of mental force, the Sword Qi had already merged with him.

The effect had been achieved.

Lian Xing wasted no time.

He took the Sword Qi from Jian Wushuang’s hand and then drew out an ordinary divine. sword with its scabbard.

It appeared ordinary, but this divine sword was forged with the hardest spacetime crystals.

Those below the Seventh Tribulation couldn’t destroy it.

Of course, it wasn’t invincible.

It couldn’t destroy the sword itself, but it could disrupt the Origin Source within.

And the Origin Source within was the Sword Qi that Jian Wushuang had cleansed for 10,000 years.

The Sword Qi entered the scabbard, and its power erupted.

However, while the Sword Qi merged with Jian Wushuang, it didn’t merge with the divine sword.

This required Lian Xing’s methods.

By fusing the two together.

It could be successful by 70 percent.

The rest depended on how Jian Wushuang would recognize its ownership.

At that time, Jian Wushuang would need to suppress the divine sword with his own Origin

Source.

The time needed for Lian Xing was very short.