Legend of Swordsman

The tier 5 Emperor also had a stroke of bad luck and fell.

Although Situ Nan didn’t know what was happening, when Tianchan struck down the Emperor of the Elder Palace, he had to take action no matter what, or else how would he lead people in the future.

”Too bold!”

Just as he made his move, a corpse suspended in mid-air fell.

It was the tier 5 Emperor who had been previously killed by Tianchan. The fallen body trembled for a moment and then unexpectedly resurrected.

Situ Nan, who was originally ready to take action, stopped and looked in amazement at the person lying on the ground.

”You...” Situ Nan couldn’t believe it.

After the revived corpse recovered, it stood up again.

Then, hastily stepping back, he looked at Tianchan with eyes filled with fear.

He had just been killed once, and the memory was quite profound.

In the instant of falling, his soul was torn into two parts, one falling and the other returning to the flesh.

Although he was resurrected, his soul had suffered heavy damage.

Now everyone understood what was floating above them.

It turns out their bodies were all souls now, with the flesh hovering above!

”Tianchan, you’re seeking death!”

Although the Emperor hadn’t truly perished, Situ Nan wouldn’t easily let go of someone who dared to attack the experts of their Elder Palace.

However, Tianchan, now at peak-level tier 6, was only slightly weaker than Situ Nan and was not afraid of him.

Moreover, Gui Ling was also present.

On the side of the Inheritors, there was no intention to take action.

Everything depended on opportunities.

Now, there was no point in fighting to the death. If a true inheritance appeared and needed to be contested, they would wait for others to make a move first, and then they would join the fray.

Unexpectedly, Gui Ling made no move to help.

Leaning to the side with the others, he ignored the gaze of Emperor Tianchan.

This left Tianchan feeling awkward.

Although he wasn’t afraid of Situ Nan, in such a cramped hall, there was a risk of falling if he tried to escape.

Situ Nan, wielding the Godly Bell of Creation, descended from the sky, ready to suppress Emperor Tianchan.

He forced Emperor Tianchan to transform into his true form, struggling to resist.

”Do not push me too far!” Emperor Tianchan angrily shouted.

However, if Situ Nan didn’t kill him today, it would be a loss of face. Being openly killed in front of his subordinates was unacceptable.

”Die!”

The Godly Bell of Creation emitted a hum, unleashing waves of sonic attacks that made even the soul tremble.

Under the successive strikes, Tianchan had no escape, eventually being suppressed.

The physical form of Tianchan, suspended at the top of the hall, descended.

Situ Nan wanted to completely kill him, but at this moment, Gui Ling took action.

Emperor Tianchan, now reduced from peak-level to top-level tier 6, posed no threat to him. He naturally had to be kept alive; he couldn’t let Situ Nan kill him.

After all, he was still a powerful force.

With one move, Gui Ling directly intercepted Situ Nan’s actions, saying in a deep voice, ”That’s enough. It was improper for Tianchan to make the first move. You’ve severed his soul, which is sufficient punishment!”

”Hmph!” Situ Nan snorted coldly, shouting, ”Arrogant fools, you’re nothing. Killing all of you is not enough; a bunch of riffraff dares to compare themselves to us!”

Though he said so, his actions slowed down because he noticed that Gui Ling seemed a bit unusual. The interception just now was casual, yet it contained immense power, enough to threaten him.

At this moment, Zhen Wuyang stepped forward, speaking to defuse the situation, ”Forget it, Brother Situ. Let’s prioritize the overall situation!”

In the end, Situ Nan withdrew with a gloomy expression.

Faced with the mysterious methods of the Three Kings Court, they had to prioritize the bigger picture.

Now, the physical body floated above, while the soul walked below, appearing quite comical.

Jian Wushuang also looked up for a long while.

They discovered that the physical body of Elder Zhi Shan was above, but his soul was not present. It seemed to have completely perished. As for who killed him, he didn’t know.

However, there was nothing to worry about now. With his identity exposed, he had the support of the Elder Palace and the Inheritors.

Bai Junwang had fallen, and all oaths had come to an end. He had completely freed himself from the hands of Shen Ling.

From now on, he would go his own way, not interfering with others. He was tired of being a pawn for others.

When Bai Junwang had fallen, he had truly fallen. Such a powerful supreme-peak expert, he was truly gone. Jian Wushuang was just a Dao Lord, probably with little value.

It was better to leave early. After all, this was the territory of Qishen Temple, and even if Shen Ling was almost omnipotent, they were still suppressed by Zhen Ling.

Although there was a small incident in the middle, the main hall had been shaking all along.

In the northwest corner of the main hall, at the end of the mural.

A small bronze furnace rose, with a small vortex in the middle.

Just as they approached to inspect, a heavy voice echoed in the hall.

”I am the Third True King of the Three Kings Court, Emperor Soul King!”

This voice shocked everyone.

Soul King!

He was the powerhouse of the Soul Dao Origin.

The staircase they ascended was created by that expert.

The Third Ture King was one of the three kings.

Then, the solemn voice sounded again, ”Enter the bronze furnace to receive the inheritance. You only have an hour. After an hour, the entire Three Kings Court will fall into the chaos of spacetime and will never reopen.”

The crowd was startled.

Plunging into the chaos of time and space.

It wasn’t just spatial turbulence.

In the tumult of time and space, even Universe Masters would fall; it was an incredibly frightening place.

After the weighty voice echoed, another light rose in the northeast corner of the great hall, forming a small mountain with the name ’Square Inch Mountain’ on top.

A grating voice came from above, ”Hehe, practitioners of the Transformation Dao, quickly enter Square Inch Mountain.”

”I am the Second True King, ’Thousand Transformations King.’ Remember my name, and do not forget it!”

The last words were particularly sharp, with a hint of great unwillingness.

Though only a few words, Jian Wushuang gleaned much from them.

There was a sense of desolation, coupled with a desire to break all rules yet an inability to do so.

These two voices represented the Soul Dao and the Transformation Dao, the paths they were most familiar with.

These were also the paths they had the most exposure to.

Two paths, especially the Origin Soul Dao, had been trodden by many, and although they ultimately chose the Transformation Dao, it was not too late to make a change now.

However, it seemed that some people were not willing to change.

Without hesitation, Gui Ling directly entered the bronze furnace.

Emperor Tianchan went to Square Inch Mountain.

Broly, who had been sitting cross-legged in the corner all along, closest to Square Inch Mountain, as if he already knew it would appear there, flashed into it.

Jian Wushuang continued to wait; he was waiting for the First True King.

The chessboard old man... He hadn’t forgotten.

For him, both the Soul Dao and the Transformation Dao were considered unorthodox paths.