Legend of Swordsman

After accumulating for billions of years, Jian Wushuang’s explosion of power was awe-inspiring. Although he had just entered the Nine Revolutions stage, both his soul and origin source surpassed his own cultivation realm. His rapid advancement didn’t render him unable to control his power; instead, it made him even more exhilarated in battle.

Facing Dao Lord Leng Shuang, a formidable female warrior, Jian Wushuang was undaunted.

“Heart Sword!”

Dao Lord Leng Shuang’s mental state was exceptional, yet when confronted with this sword, she couldn’t help but shudder inwardly. In the moment when the sword shadows fell, her heart momentarily trembled, only to quickly regain composure.

“Frost Snow Realm!” She roared, astonished that Jian Wushuang’s single sword strike had forced her to resort to her trump card.

The once desolate gray-white world suddenly plummeted in temperature, becoming even colder and more lifeless. The normally inactive world turned even icier. The entire expanse of void transformed into a pale blue, crystal-clear hue.

Intense coldness pervaded the air, causing even the several peak-level Grand

Yan Immortals at the core to shiver involuntarily. The Grand Yan Immortals at

a distance retreated millions of miles once more. The invasion of the chilling

aura was too fierce; it could freeze even their origin source Daos. This was a

bone-chilling cold that seeped into the marrow.

“That’s Dao Lord Leng Shuang’s ultimate skill, the Frost Snow Realm!” someone exclaimed.

“It’s terrifying. Even a half-step Dao Lord would face the risk of falling within the Frost Snow Realm. Jian Wushuang is done for.”

A half-step Dao Lord furrowed his brows, saying coldly, “The gap is still too vast. If we escape desperately, there might be a chance for us to survive. But if we fight desperately, we’ll undoubtedly perish by the hands of Dao Lords.”

The reason why they were called Dao Lords was because they had comprehensively perfected their own cultivation and achieved the dual perfection of the cultivation realm and Dao within the realm of Grand Yan Immortals.

Only a Grand Yan Immortal who had achieved this level could be called a Dao Lord.

For those like them, the reason they fell short by half a step was due to the deficiency in their origin source Dao. Even the tiniest lack prevented them from achieving a complete Dao, a perfection that remained elusive.

“Leng Shuang’s second-grade origin source Dao is the Frost Snow Dao, cultivated to the ninth level. In the realm of Grand Yan Immortals, it’s already a perfected state. Any further progress would elevate her to the status of an Emperor. Jian Wushuang is doomed.”

“Such a terrifying domain. Even those with weak divine bodies would freeze to death. ”

Faced with this intense battle, everyone couldn’t help but gasp in shock.

Jian Wushuang moved like a swimming dragon. Even if a sword strike failed, his speed remained unchanged within the Frost Snow World.

He mastered the origin source Dao of gold, wood, water, and fire, converging them to form the origin source of space.

This was a unique origin source, aside from the Ultimate origin source. Jian Wushuang, who had already touched upon the origin source of space, was not affected in the Frost Snow World.

“Frost Snow World?” Jian Wushuang increased the distance between them, his lips curved upward. Sweat on his eyebrows froze, turning snow white. “I wonder how it compares to my One Thought Universe.”

Jian Wushuang sheathed his sword, clenched his fists, and bent his body, roaring!

An ancient aura surged. There were too many people here; using the One

Thought Universe recklessly was unwise. Fortunately, he had the Eye of the Beast God. With this weakened version of the One Thought Universe, combined with the Beast God’s domain, he could contend with Dao Lord Leng Shuang.

“Beast God!”

Boom!

Jian Wushuang stood shakily, and a blood-red eye appeared on his forehead. The eye spun, transforming from pale gold to crimson.

Scanning the surroundings, the power emanating from his eyes sent shivers down people’s spines.

“Dao Lord Leng Shuang, truly skilled!”

“Jian Wushuang, your treasure is quite intriguing. I wonder if it will remain intact after I freeze it to death!”

As her words fell, a cry tore through the air as an ice phoenix burst out from the earth, sweeping across the entire icy world.

A piercing sound echoed, causing both Hu Qing and PO Jun to halt and turn their attention to the scene.

They had initially thought they were the protagonists, but they hadn’t expected Leng Shuang, this crazy woman, to launch a ruthless attack right away. The icy crystal phoenix, accompanied by icy blades, filled the entire frosty world.

“I didn’t expect her to touch the threshold of the origin source of space. In the icy spatial realm she created, she can actually condense a Dao Lord’s power into an ice crystal phoenix.”

PO Jun was moved. He was never a prodigy among the gods. Countless epochs ago, he was considered a Daoist, albeit a top-notch Grand Yan Immortal. Later, he simply couldn’t break through and withdrew, becoming an elder of a regional power. Later, he was fortunate enough to receive a bestowal from an Emperor, practiced supreme arts, and accumulated countless epochs to attain his current strength.

When he saw the true prodigies of the Original Universe, he felt exceptionally jealous.

Jealous of how they, in their youth, could obtain such powerful treasures and supreme arts.

Especially Hu Qing, whose strength was no weaker than his, and yet, at such a young age, he had been chosen by the Qishen Temple out of all the Original Planets for this unique heritage.

“PO Jun, are you ready to keep fighting?” Hu Qing’s expression remained unchanged, his breath steady, his eyes occasionally scanning Jian Wushuang.

The ice crystal phoenix and Dao Lord Leng Shuang, both had the combat power of true Dao Lords. They were formidable opponents. Jian Wushuang was finding it increasingly difficult to defend himself.

Jian Wushuang had saved him so many times before. In the Great Desolate Wilderness, they had been hunted by millions of skeletal soldiers, and all of their masters had fallen. It was thanks to Jian Wushuang’s efforts that they had managed to escape.

Then, they had been pursued by the Perfected Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal. Jian Wushuang had nearly been beaten to a pulp, but he had never given up on him.

And now, he was here to save him again. He owed him an immeasurable debt of gratitude.

PO Jun’s strength was also nearly exhausted. He knew he couldn’t defeat Hu Qing at this point. Since they were determined to fight, they should end it quickly.

After recalling his past experiences, Hu Qing decided it was time to use his full

strength to see how strong he had become.

“This move is called Samsara!” Hu Qing pointed his silver staff at Pojun.

The staff shot out, causing the space to tremble!

PO Jun was shocked. Another space and domain prodigy? When had the manipulation of spatial origin source become so well understood?

“Damn it!” PO Jun’s face contorted in anger. He had always considered his strength to be only beneath Wan Xing. It was already surprising that Leng Shuang suddenly displayed a power equal to his own, but now Hu Qing’s strength was also this formidable.

He could accept Hu Qing becoming stronger due to inheriting more powerful techniques. But now, seeing that Hu Qing had also touched the threshold of the origin source of space, his strength, realm, and combat power were all on par with PO Jun’s.

This made him even more irritated.

“Divine Lance, Pierce the Impenetrable!” PO Jun roared in anger, holding nothing back.

His figure transformed into myriad forms. Over countless epochs, his divine body had accumulated power to 2,000 times its original strength, comparable to that of Special Life Forms. Directly transforming into myriad forms, he did not fear weakening his defenses by dispersing his divine body.

Since Hu Qing’s previous staff techniques were primarily defensive, PO Jun hadn’t even considered the possibility of Hu Qing being able to attack him under his full-scale assault.

Countless epochs passed, and PO Jun’s strength grew, but his strategic intelligence in battle remained unchanged.

Hu Qing’s long staff swept horizontally, a furious roar escaping his lips as he exerted his full strength.

This was the most powerful technique inherited from his lineage: the Samsara Secret Art!