Legend of Swordsman

Although he had no personal grudge against him, he didn’t mind taking care of this top-tier expert among the Perfected Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals as a form of revenge.

While recovering his divine body in seclusion, he had specifically investigated the strong figures in the Daluo Realm on this original primitive planet.

Six out of the ten Princes were on this primitive planet, a rare occurrence. Among them, two possessed peak strength, while the remaining four were top-tier experts.

In a one-on-one battle, God-Emperor MO Long was fully confident in defeating them one by one. “Prince, Luo Hao!”

He was the first target.

God-Emperor MO Longs aura erupted, his fist striking towards Luo Hao, a punch ten times stronger than the one he had used against Jian Wushuang moments ago.

“Emperor’s Fall!” He roared, instantly appearing in front of Luo Hao. Boom! Boom! Boom!

Their fight made the entire mountain range boil. Although Luo Hao was slightly weaker in power, he possessed innate treasures, coupled with peak-grade armor, enough to bridge some of the gap.

But he forgot the fact that his opponent was the son of an Emperor.

In just an instant, they exchanged blows hundreds of times.

Golden fist shadows smashed against peak-grade armor, producing crackling sounds.

“I’ll shatter that turtle shell of yours!” God-Emperor MO Longs hands transformed into golden dragon claws, surging with power, striking at Luo Hao once again.

The immense force made Luo Hao’s heart tremble.

“This is bad!”

He had no room to retreat. A crescent-shaped flying blade appeared in his hand, swinging with all his might toward God-Emperor MO Longs head.

Using one move to counter another!

Placing oneself in a desperate situation for a chance of survival!

“Spectacular! It’s truly spectacular!” Two members of the Great Dream Clan

hiding on a distant mountain peak watched, their blood boiling!

They hadn’t anticipated the sudden appearance of God-Emperor MO Long, who directly overwhelmed Luo Hao with a barrage of punches!

There was even hope of slaying Luo Hao!

“Senior Brother, am I unable to take revenge myself?” murmured the young woman from the Great Dream Clan.

“Fear not, Junior Sister. I’ve heard of God-Emperor MO Long. His father once visited our Great Dream Realm, seeking assistance from our ancestor,” said the man from the Great Dream Realm, his face tinged with pride. “Once the situation stabilizes, 1 will personally go and talk to him. Out of respect for our ancestor, we’ll handle Luo Hao ourselves!”

Confidence filled the man’s face. In their eyes, no one could disrespect the

Great Dream Realm, except for those petty individuals from the Daluo Realm.

In their view, the Great Dream Realm was one of the core powers in the entire universe.

Thousands of miles away, Jian Wushuangs body was embedded in a mountain peak. His body had crashed through several peaks before finally landing in a pile of rocks within a mountain.

Puff!

His body trembled, and a mouthful of scalding golden blood sprayed from his mouth. It took him a moment to recover.

The echoes of explosions in the sky reverberated in his mind.

“God-Emperor MO Long!” Jian Wushuang cursed under his breath. Peak experts who could injure his divine body with just one punch were truly unfortunate encounters!

He was in deep trouble this time.

A single punch had left him dazed. Fortunately, due to his strong mental state, he recovered within a breath and emerged from the chaotic rubble.

He happened to see Luo Hao, who was currently engaged in battle with God-Emperor MO Long.

“It’s not entirely hopeless yet, but it’s a pity. They’re just a step away. If only these two could fight within his grand formation!” Jian Wushuangs eyes flickered. He could escape now, but if he did, this trip would be in vain. Although he had gained nearly four hundred thousand battle achievements, he was still far from the top 1,000.

Little novice monk Hu Qing was still waiting naively within the grand formation. If he gave up now, where could he go to attract Perfected Nine Revolutions experts?

There were too few Perfected Nine Revolutions in these mountains, and the mainland was too dangerous. There was simply no opportunity to set up agrand formation.

In the pursuit of wealth and danger, Jian Wushuangs sharp mind conceived a bold idea.

What if he could lure the top thousand superpowers into the grand array and then wait until both sides were injured?

It wasn’t entirely impossible. At the moment, God-Emperor MO Long held the absolute advantage on the battlefield, already causing injuries to Luo Hao, who possessed peak-grade battle armor. If Jian Wushuang could distract God-Emperor MO Long from a distance and lead Luo Hao into the formation, he could ensnare God-Emperor MO Long as well.

The plan was viable, but tremendously difficult. Firstly, it depended on whether Luo Hao would believe him. Before the situation became a matter of life and death, it was hard for Luo Hao to trust his words, especially since Jian Wushuang had led Luo Hao here, coincidentally encountering God-Emperor MO Long.

Someone unaware might think Jian Wushuang had intentionally led Luo Hao here, allowing God-Emperor MO Long to deal with him.

God-Emperor MO Long was incredibly powerful, and his methods were even more extreme than Luo Hao’s. Both were domineering figures. If he appeared and the two of them teamed up, it was entirely possible for them to kill Jian

Wushuang.

“Wait!

Jian Wushuang decided. He would wait until Luo Hao couldn’t hold on any longer, needing reinforcements, and then he would strike.

“Yes, that’s it!” Jian Wushuangs figure flickered a few times, disappearing into the void millions of miles away from their battle. He concealed himself and communicated with Hu Qing, preparing to face the enemy at any moment.

Inside the canyon’s grand array, after receiving Jian Wushuangs message, Hu Qing replied with a simple ‘Understood’.

His aura imperceptibly grew stronger. This wasn’t strength cultivated through practice; it was a reviving force.

In his mind, two sets of memories intertwined. Hu Qing understood his true nature. Although the consciousness in his mind was incredibly powerful, he slowly devoured it bit by bit.

“l have only one purpose: to suppress all evil thoughts!” Hu Qings delicate face carried a hint of ruthlessness. Scenes of black evil thoughts invading him played out in his eyes.

The battle of the two consciousnesses was surprisingly no weaker than the struggles of the top external experts.

In the midst of a brutal hand-to-hand combat, where flesh met flesh, and amidst the clash of mortal and celestial forces, the tranquility of the mountains was shattered.

Bang!

Once again, Luo Hao was smashed to the ground by a powerful punch, reducing the towering mountain that once stood there to nothing but a leveled plain.

In the sky above, the Dragon Claw Gauntlet of the God-Emperor MO Long was stained with crimson blood, dripping from its razor-sharp edges.

“Look at this, it’s a piece of your own flesh!” MO Long sneered, shaking off the nauseating chunks of flesh in his hand.

Splat!

Luo Hao managed to pull his body from the sunken earth, clutching his chest. Even his peak-grade supreme armor had shattered.

Normally, it was incredibly difficult to damage such peak-grade supreme armor under an Emperor’s level. Even with the help of innate treasures, it was a daunting task to destroy armor of this caliber.

However, the strength of the God-Emperor MO Long was overwhelming. A Perfected Nine Revolutions, he possessed multiple innate treasures.

The mysterious artifact at his brow, in particular, wielded the power of a top-grade innate treasure. Even Emperor-level experts envied this mysterious item, which had been bestowed upon him by his father during the last opening of the Qishen Temple.

The last time he almost fell, he hadn’t even been willing to use it. Before entering the Qishen Temple, his father had warned him that this artifact was difficult to control. It wasn’t a treasure born within the universe, but an ancient relic that had drifted through the river of time and space, passed down from ancient times..