Legend of Swordsman

The excuse of mortals.

The law of the jungle, it ceased to exist.

Indeed, it stunned them all.

“Jian Wushuang, ask yourself, having mastered the power of Life, have you done any good deeds?”

This question brought Jian Wushuang to his senses.

So that’s it!

He had mastered the power of Life, only thinking of making himself stronger, never caring about the lives of the weak.

In other words, his mastery of the power of Life was nothing but a waste.

Just because of his strength, he ultimately couldn’t catch the eye of the gods.

“I haven’t!” His mood suddenly became somewhat despondent, shaking his head slowly. The old monk’s expression changed slightly, saying calmly, “That’s right. I see no hope in you. In my divination, only Danbao remains. That’s why you lost. Your power of Life does not come from the grace of the gods, but from stolen strength. In short, you are not worthy of wielding the power of Life!”

“Yeah!” Jian Wushuang sighed inwardly.

He indeed was not worthy of wielding the power of Life.

When he first gained the power of Life, he would restrain himself from killing.

But later on, he found that he couldn’t change at all.

Moreover, he never saw the power of Life as the end; he still wanted to devour the power of Death of Mie Sheng.

To merge with the power of Reincarnation.

The old monk would be blind if he chosen him.

After some explanation, everyone understood.

Even Divine Wood King was dumbfounded.

His ideals collapsed instantly.

He wanted to become a god, only to find that he couldn’t even step over the threshold.

But it’s not too late to change now.

Divine Wood King still felt somewhat unwilling.

Lord Hengmu was fine; he hadn’t thought about these things. He just wanted to refine that treasure completely and become a Ninth Tribulation realm; that would be enough. God!

He never thought about that.

Jian Wushuang was the same.

He hadn’t thought about these things.

Although feeling somewhat despondent, being scolded by others.

But upon reflection, there was no reason to argue back.

Danbao also looked at Jian Wushuang blankly, always believing that Jian Wushuang was a good person.

The fact that Jian Wushuang and Wu Li saved him.

Even the Elder Blu entrusted him to Jian Wushuang before passing away.

Seeing Jian Wushuang being criticized, feeling a bit lost, he also stepped forward to comfort him.

“I’m fine, but congratulations to you. With such a senior protecting the way, the Great Elder in the spirit of heaven would be very happy if he knew. Don’t let the Great Elder down!” Jian Wushuang patted Danbao’s head and sincerely blessed.

They thought that things had come to this point, and they had heard the grand scheme from the gods.

But unexpectedly, a startling laughter diverted everyone’s attention upwards.

Under the shining sun, high above, there was a young man with strange attire and white hair standing tall, descending slowly.

There was no trace of aura on him.

If it weren’t for that laughter, no one would have noticed someone descending.

Currently, there were two peak-level experts of the Eighth Tribulation realm present.

Even if the Universe Master of the Eighth Tribulations realm came, they would notice.

Yet, they didn’t notice the person before them.

Under the sunlight, he landed in the center of the crowd.

Everyone was stunned.

Jian Wushuang was especially jaw-dropped.

The newcomer was none other than Weiss from the Nine Tribulations Tower.

Or perhaps from his Origin Source Universe.

“How did you come out?” Jian Wushuang widened his eyes, pointing at Weiss!

He originally thought Weiss could only exist within him.

He didn’t expect him to come out.

Upon seeing Jian Wushuang, Weiss covered his mouth and noticed the familiar laughter again.

The crowd was puzzled.

Only Jian Wushuang knew Weiss’s identity.

Elder Blu stared at Weiss’s attire and the absence of any aura on him, his face suddenly

changing.

This was similar to when he encountered a true god years ago, devoid of any aura.

Except, the person back then was a chubby fellow.

The person before him was tall, with a sturdy build, neither fat nor thin.

“Of course, I can come out. After all you’ve said so much, if I don’t come out, I’ll suffocate!”

Weiss said indifferently.

Jian Wushuang also realized upon seeing Weiss.

The other party was also a god.

If Weiss could take notice of him, then perhaps there was still hope for him.

He wasn’t just a mortal abandoned by the supreme Law Rules.

Weiss seemed to sense his thoughts, glanced at the crowd, then looked at Elder Blu unfriendly, saying, “The spiel you just gave, was it told to you by a blue fat guy?”

This sentence startled Elder Blu.

A blue fat guy.

That was a god.

“I did receive such information from a Senior. Do you know him?” Elder Blu couldn’t believe

it.

He actually encountered a god.

And it seemed like he knew the one who had advised him years ago.

Weiss nodded upon hearing this, then spoke, “That’s right, it should be the King of the Northern Spacetime. Only he would be so bored as to pay attention to mortals.”

“The North Realm King!”

What was that?

Jian Wushuang was equally puzzled.

Moreover, hearing about the Northern Spacetime, did that mean the Starry Sky around here

was divided into east, west, south, and north?

He had thought the River of Time was just one, with many tributaries.

It seemed what he saw wasn’t necessarily true.

At this moment, Weiss turned to Jian Wushuang, his tone serious, “Originally, I didn’t want to come out, but that old monk’s words are indeed too one-sided, misinterpreting our original

intentions. Now, I need to correct it!”

Finishing his words, he took out a very ancient book.

“Now, I represent… well, I represent some gods from your Northern Spacetime. Let me make it clear to you: the path to godhood is not singular. There are gods of Life, gods of Death, and gods of All Things. The positions of gods are limited, and there are many ways to succeed. Survival of the fittest may not work for the gods of Life, but for the gods of Death, it’s different. Of course, it’s not about slaughtering the righteous path; everything follows the Rule Law of cause and effect. Whether you believe in fate or not, the position of a god is there.

To succeed, you need a price and opportunities!”

Weiss directly said a lot, leaving everyone bewildered.

In short, he was refuting the old monk’s words.

Of course, some of what he said was right.

For example, the god of Life indeed requires great love.

This point couldn’t be refuted.

As Weiss said, there are gods of Life just as there are gods of Death.

So, the standards of gods are not singular.

This was the most beneficial thing Jian Wushuang heard for himself.

He felt happy in his heart.

At least the road ahead wasn’t completely blocked.

Up to now, he had only glimpsed a corner of this world.

The endless Starry Sky, the River of Time surrounding it.

And the mysterious gods that couldn’t be spoken of.

Him!

Where was he now on this journey?

And how far was it from what Teacher Xuan Yi spoke of as the future?

But along this journey, what he learned from Teacher Xuan Yi was called perseverance.