Legend of Swordsman

As he spoke, he placed the Dragon Ball on the ground and plopped down on it.

A child from the Polunga Clan couldn’t hold back anymore and rushed forward, delivering a swift kick to the Dragon Ball beneath Wu Li’s buttocks.

Plop!

Wu Li, caught off guard, landed squarely on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang nearly burst into laughter.

The child from the Polunga Clan hurried to retrieve the rolling Dragon Ball.

Jian Wushuang remained calm, watching as the child from the Polunga Clan picked up the Dragon Ball.

“This is our clan’s sacred treasure. Although you saved me, you cannot desecrate our sacred object!” The child from the Polunga Clan carefully held the Dragon Ball, looking towards Jian Wushuang.

He was exceptionally clever, aware that Jian Wushuang was the strongest individual there.

He paid no attention to Wu Li.

Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, taking the initiative to apologize, “I’m sorry on behalf of my friend. We sincerely apologize to you!”

“I don’t blame you, and I also want to thank you for saving me!”

At this moment, Wu Li stood up from the ground, dusted off his backside, and looked at the child from the Polunga Clan, smiling, “Kid, what’s your name?”

“Danbao!”

Sensing the intelligence emanating from the child, Jian Wushuang felt that this youngster had great potential.

He showed no fear in front of them, answering questions fluidly, without collapsing due to the deaths of his people.

His eyes brimmed with wisdom.

“Danbao, let me ask you, why did those people massacre your tribe?” Jian Wushuang inquired.

Danbao lowered his head this time, tears welling up in his eyes at the thought of his entire tribe perishing.

“They came to plunder our clan’s sacred treasure, this Dragon Ball!” After uttering these words, he looked up at Jian Wushuang and questioned, “Are you outsiders?”

Upon hearing this, Wu Li was astonished and hurriedly asked, “How did you know we’re not locals?”

“Because our clan’s ancestral memories contain information about your human race!”

Danbao’s response furrowed Jian Wushuang’s brows.

It seemed to match the rumors.

“Now that you know, we won’t hide it from you. We saved you this time because of this Dragon Ball. We need to borrow it for a while!” Jian Wushuang chose not to conceal the truth; this child was too clever to deceive.

Upon hearing this, Danbao obediently handed over the Dragon Ball and said, “I know what you’re going to do, but please don’t harm the people of the Polunga Clan!”

“I promise you, I won’t!” Jian Wushuang took the Dragon Ball, readily agreeing.

He didn’t need to compete for more Dragon Balls, as one was sufficient.

The rest were irrelevant to him. Even if he acquired more, they would all be for the Empress. Yet, the Empress had abandoned them.

Now, he and Wu Li could still think for her, which was already considerate enough.

He must have owed her too much in his past life; otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up being her son-in-law.

This Dragon Ball was a bargaining chip, and there were only nine in total. One was enough.

Next, they needed to find the Empress.

Initially, she had been indifferent.

When he and Wu Li had just arrived at the Dragon God Continent, the Empress had only given them a position and ignored them thereafter.

Now, upon hearing about the acquisition of the Dragon Ball, she directly informed them to wait in place.

In a day, the Empress would arrive at this location.

This also surprised Jian Wushuang with her speed.

He had exerted all his efforts for a month.

The Empress only needed a day.

“Sixth Tribulation realm!” Jian Wushuang figured out something.

What task could possibly require a hundred years?

Wu Li had spent a hundred years passing through one tribulation.

Then, the Empress might have also broken through.

It was very likely she was in the Sixth Tribulation realm now.

That explained her speed.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If the Empress had indeed broken through, then this time would be truly stable.

The Universe Master of the Sixth Tribulation realm.

Her divine power was probably close to a million now.

This was not something to be trifled with.

When Wu Li heard his speculation, his eyes brightened.

“At least we don’t have to be afraid anymore!”

Just as the two relaxed, they sensed a strong aura coming from afar.

Fear flashed in Jian Wushuang’s eyes as he warned, “Not good, it’s some terrifying

powerhouse!”

Divine power instantly enveloped Wu Li and Danbao.

He also held his breath.

Wu Li cautiously speculated, “Could it be that idiot Li Sheng has betrayed us?”

“It shouldn’t be!” Jian Wushuang restrained his telepathy, unable to sense that aura.

But he felt it was unlikely.

Li Sheng had no reason to betray him.

Betraying him wouldn’t benefit Li Sheng in any way.

On the contrary, cooperating with him would bring significant advantages.

That presence moved slowly, not like someone chasing them, but rather like someone on a

journey.

A powerful aura swept over them, causing Jian Wushuang to finally breathe a sigh of relief. “That person, he’s too terrifying, could he be a Seven Tribulations realm expert?” Wu Li panted heavily, his face incredulous.

At this moment, Danbao took out a crystal ball and spoke up, “You’re probably talking about

him!”

Jian Wushuang and Wu Li both looked at the crystal ball.

“What the heck?”

Seeing that familiar face, Jian Wushuang thought he had traveled back to the Qishen Temple.

The face was exactly like the ancient temple he had once destroyed.

The ancient temple, freezing demon clan.

Back when he had just succeeded in the Dao Merge, Zhen Ling had arranged for him to practice against them on the Grave God Mountain.

He had learned a lot about the Frost Demon Clan back then.

These dominant clans from the ancient times of the Moro Spacetime.

He had thought they only existed in Moro Spacetime, or perhaps there were some remnants in

the Qishen Temple.

He hadn’t expected to encounter them on a desolate continent in the Ancient Moon

Spacetime.

“It must be!” Jian Wushuang gritted his teeth, staring at that face.

Wu Li exclaimed, “Do you know him?”

“No, I know his clan!” Jian Wushuang shook his head, then continued, “This is the Frost

Demon Clan, a peak clan with extremely powerful divine power. Most importantly, they don’t reveal their peak state, but suppress their own strength to the weakest state.”

The earlier words didn’t concern Wu Li.

He wouldn’t reveal his peak state to others either, but when he heard the last part, he froze,

trembling as he said, “The weakest state, one million divine power?”

If that was their weakest state, wouldn’t their peak state be godlike?

Jian Wushuang didn’t know about the others, but the Ancient Temple had been able to

increase from 100,000 to 180,000.

That wasn’t just a doubling.

“Gula!” Danbao said his name, then continued, “I’ve already passed on Gula’s information to

the Holy Land. Even if he’s powerful, the Holy Land’s super warriors will defeat him!” Wu Li almost laughed out loud, feeling that this kid, despite being bright, was still naive.

He didn’t understand what a million divine power represented.

That was the ticket for a Seven Tribulations realm expert.

It was also a sign of a leap in combat power.