Legend of Swordsman

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The strength of that old man was extraordinary, and he bore injuries, signifying him as an Emperor-level powerhouse.

Normally, a figure of his stature would possess a flying treasure, but surprisingly, he also chose to board the Qingniao Hall. There were hidden implications, but it didn’t affect the two of them, and there was no need to delve into it.

The journey to Qinghe Niuzhou would take at least four years.

For Jian Wushuang, this amount of time was inconsequential.

Just a fleeting moment.

For safety’s sake, he didn’t immerse himself in cultivation. Instead, he remained vigilant, constantly monitoring the shifts in space, and staying alert to his surroundings.

The Qingniao Hall could swiftly enter the spatial interlayer, making it nearly invisible to ordinary Dao Lords outside.

Only those who mastered the Origin Source of Space could detect this Qingniao Hall.

This also prevented any potential ambushes.

If they could be ambushed even within the spatial gaps, then the assailants were likely at least Emperor-level powerhouses.

At that point, surrendering and paying up would be the only recourse.

Encountering ruthless adversaries, everyone would be doomed.

Fortunately, in recent years, due to the significant influence of the Elder Palace, there were not many Emperors bold enough to assassinate Dao Lords.

If they were in the Earth Realm, they would likely be ambushed not long after leaving the city by those wicked cultivators.

Earth Realm cultivators were the most frenzied.

Compared to the Earth Realm, the Heavenly Realm was a sacred place for cultivators.

Gong Miaoyi’s thoughts lingered on the outside world. This was their first time witnessing the Heavenly Realm from this angle.

When he and Jian Wushuang escaped, they were focused on fleeing for their lives, paying little attention to any distinguishing features. Later, they secluded themselves in Giant Gate City.

Now, riding the Qingniao Hall, she took the opportunity to appreciate the splendor of the Heavenly Realm.

In the Heavenly Realm, apart from the super cities, there were also smaller towns.

The super cities represented the pinnacle of each major state, primarily inhabited by Dao Lords, with some Grand Yan Immortals.

Grand Yan Immortals rarely visited those super cities.

After becoming a Yan Immortal, one would typically cultivate in small cities or within minor sects.

In reality, those Dao Lords, claiming to be wanderers, actually belonged to sects when they were weaker. However, as the world continued to expand, their sects gradually diminished.

It wasn’t until their strength surpassed the entire sect that they would choose to depart.

After leaving, it wasn’t easy to join other sects, so they wandered alone to cultivate.

As for within the sect, only a remnant avatar would be left behind to instruct the younger generation.

In the Heavenly Realm, there were predominantly mundane mortal sects and forces.

These mundane mortal entities were well-protected, with countless restrictions enveloping each space, creating mundane mortal worlds within.

Becoming a Yan Immortal was easy, but re-entering these worlds was challenging.

Although Emperors could freely enter, they dared not recklessly massacre mortals, as it was a major taboo for the Qishen Temple and the Elder Palace.

This wasn’t the Earth Realm.

Even in the Earth Realm, few dared to blood sacrifice mortals.

Jian Wushuang was well aware of this.

In the Chaos Region, he and Bai Junwang were often hunted down.

Although it was a blood sacrifice within the Chaos Region, some ancient beings harbored strong resentment against such acts, especially when it occurred within their territories. This would affect the Emperor’s fate energy.

Fortune, luck, and fate energy were mysterious things.

Protecting the weak would bring fate energy, which was why some immensely powerful individuals established their own realms.

Not only could they gain vast fortunes, but they could also ensure the continuation of their bloodlines.

It was a win-win situation.

Inside Qingniao Hall.

Many people discussed matters related to cultivators. While Jian Wushuang used to enjoy hearing about strange and exotic things in the past, now the gap was too significant.

Even if he heard or guessed something, it was useless because the treasures obtained were too scarce.

For example, a Dao Lord mentioned that in Qinghe Niuzhou, there was a spiritual mountain where Dao Lords often found scattered godstones.

For these people, it was a mystery, but for Jian Wushuang, inside that spiritual mountain, there was likely a universe godstone, a stone whose internal power transformed the mountain, turning some small rocks into godstones.

For Dao Lord, this was a significant opportunity.

A universe godstone held considerable value.

Even Emperors might be tempted, but for a Dao Lord with a net worth of several hundred thousand cubic units, it was no different from rubbish.

Even if he wasn’t being hunted, he couldn’t be bothered to check.

As these people conversed, a gaze fixed upon them.

“Hehe, brothers, look at that young man, and the graceful girl behind him!” A burly man, rubbing his exposed chest, revealed a row of yellow teeth.

The Dao Lords in conversation, bored in this place where cultivation was impossible, all turned to look.

Although at this moment, Gong Miaoyi intentionally concealed her true appearance, her enchanting eyes captivated the onlookers.

Wearing a coarse linen garment, her figure was showcased vividly.

In ordinary circumstances, these individuals wouldn’t behave like this; after all, each of them was a powerful Dao Lord, akin to patriarchs in the mundane mortal world.

But in the presence of a fellow female cultivator of the same level, desire still stirred, just like in the mortal world.

Facing unfriendly glares, Jian Wushuang turned to meet their gaze.

Just one look left them stupefied. After a three-breath pause, they finally regained their senses.

With this exchange, if they dared to make a move, several of them would be severely injured, if not killed.

Realizing Jian Wushuang’s formidable strength, they didn’t dare to be reckless and quickly averted their gazes.

“Stubborn fellow, I must warn you in advance, don’t give me trouble!” the leading communicator said.

They were all wandering cultivators, without any background, so they dared not offend people recklessly.

They were all very cautious. If the other party’s strength was weaker, it would be fine, but if the other party’s strength was stronger than theirs, they had to be careful.

The leader, after nodding apologetically to Jian Wushuang, changed positions with the others and continued their discussion.

However, besides the pair of seemingly visible eyes, there were also a pair of hidden eyes secretly watching Gong Miaoyi at this moment.

Inside the Qingniao Hall, in a certain secret room.

An old man with white hair and a distorted face, his body resembling dry wood.

“Master, your injury!” There was also a middle-aged man beside the old man, anxiously looking at him, not knowing what to do.

The old man’s eye sockets were a bit murky.

Speaking of which, this time in the Qingniao Hall, several Emperors were present, and each one had a significant background.

Leaving aside Jian Wushuang and Gong Miaoyi for now, just talking about this old man and the middle-aged man was quite extraordinary.

The two of them were major Demon Leaders from a certain domain outside Giant Gate City.

Currently wanted by the Law Enforcement Hall, they were fleeing with their disciples. Even though they managed to break out after being discovered, they also suffered serious injuries.

“Jiu Tong, how much longer until we reach Qinghe Niuzhou?” The old man’s voice was hoarse. Right now, he urgently needed to infuse essence blood into the Origin Source to alleviate his injuries.

But he dared not enter Giant Gate City, and he couldn’t trust outsiders either. He could only flee to Qinghe Niuzhou first and find a solution.