Legend of Swordsman

When the Scattered Tribulation resurged, Lord Hengmu seemed to discern something from it. Jian Wushuang and Lianxing quickly approached, gazing at the formation.

It was a massive hexagonal formation, not circular like usual, but still formidable in its complexity.

This formation seemed unified, unlike the intricate ones they were familiar with.

However, its simplicity made it particularly tricky to dismantle, lacking any obvious weaknesses.

“What’s this?” Jian Wushuang stared at the statue at the center of the formation, feeling a sense of recognition. “It looks just like the portrait!”

“It seems this was the residence of a significant figure in the past!” he exclaimed.

Their astonishment drew a crowd.

Jian Wushuang observed the statue, pacing along the edges of the formation. This could be the key to their breakthrough.

Time was running short; the external treasures might not hold off for long.

They had to act swiftly.

While he wasn’t a master of formations, there were surely experts among them, like Lianxing.

“Lianxing, can you decipher the purpose of this formation?” Jian Wushuang whispered, hoping for a breakthrough.

Divine Wood King also turned to Lian Xing, requesting his assistance.

With many eyes on him, Lian Xing stepped forward, studying the formation.

To him, this seemed more like the creation of practitioners rather than something divine.

However, whoever constructed it was immensely powerful, likely a Universe Master of the Eighth Tribulation or beyond, and possibly not alone.

Cracking it would be nearly impossible, but understanding its function was within reach.

After a moment of exploration, Lian Xing infused his divine power into the formation, using his consciousness to comprehend its intricacies.

Suddenly, a hum resounded, and the formation erupted with powerful energy, forcing everyone back.

Fortunately, the burst was brief, sparing them from harm.

“Did you discover anything?” Divine Wood King inquired, noting the burst triggered by Lian Xing’s intervention.

“This formation contains a complete spacetime essence. My probing triggered its defensive mechanism, pushing us away,” Lian Xing explained, pointing to the central statue.

“That statue is the core.”

This revelation wasn’t surprising, but it emphasized the urgency of activating the formation to progress.

Their initial hopes for treasures were fading; the true value lay in relics resonating with the powerful presence they sought.

Despite exhaustive searching, they found no other clues.

Unlike previous endeavors, there were no hints to follow, leaving them at a loss.

Jian Wushuang felt uncertain; having come this far, retreat seemed unthinkable.

“Perhaps we should let Elder Danbao enter,” someone suggested. “We’ve scoured the city to no avail. Maybe his presence will trigger something.”

Trigger something.

Jian Wushuang considered the idea; it seemed reasonable.

Relying solely on themselves was proving futile.

Divine Wood King and Lord Hengmu exchanged glances, realizing they had no better options.

Just as they were about to give up, a white light began to shimmer within the formation.

The light appeared, and this time they were prepared, all stepping back.

They were afraid of being shaken back by that same aura as before.

However, after the light beam expanded this time, there was no similar aura eruption, but rather a projection descending from the sky.

A projection descended!

The formation emitted a buzzing sound.

After a while, it slowly came to a stop.

During this time, everyone also saw the figure in the projection clearly.

A blue, chubby figure, wearing a black hat, with two tentacles on top of his head, looking extremely funny.

“Who is this important person?”

Someone asked cautiously in a low voice.

No one answered!

Jian Wushuang recalled the portrait for a moment, feeling that the figure in the projection, while having the same skin color as the important person who built the City of the Sky, looked very different in appearance.

But now was not the time to dwell on this; what if they were wrong in their guess?

Lord Hengmu was the most decisive. When he saw the projection descending, he knelt down.

Jian Wushuang and Divine Wood King ignored Lord Hengmu, feeling that kneeling down wouldn’t solve the problem.

If it was disadvantageous to them, there was no point in begging for mercy.

If it was advantageous to them, just standing and talking would be enough, so why kneel

down?

“It’s quite lively here!”

A friendly voice came from the projection, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing

this gentle voice.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang took the initiative to step forward and said, “Junior Jian Wushuang, I am glad to meet you, Senior!”

Regardless of whether the other party was the important person who built this place or not, they had to be respectful, after all, they were on someone else’s territory.

It was a pity that the Great Monk was not here; otherwise, he could ask the blue chubby figure if he was one of the Realm King.

“Jian Wushuang?” The blue chubby figure walked out of the projection and directly came in front of everyone, to be precise, in front of Jian Wushuang.

He lowered his head and looked carefully at Jian Wushuang, surprised, “Are you Jian

Wushuang?”

When these words were spoken, Jian Wushuang’s expression changed slightly.

He lowered his head and looked at himself, feeling somewhat bewildered.

Not only did he not expect the other party to recognize him, but everyone present was also surprised that Jian Wushuang was related to the person in the projection.

Divine Wood King looked at Jian Wushuang, marveling at how well-connected Jian Wushuang

was.

He seemed to know everyone.

But Jian Wushuang really didn’t recognize the other party, so he could only smile awkwardly

and nod.

“Tsk tsk, just as my disciple said, you are indeed extraordinary!” The blue chubby figure

commented casually.

However, Jian Wushuang was pleasantly surprised.

When he heard the word “disciple” from the other party, his eyebrows twitched, becoming

even more puzzled.

How did another disciple come into the picture?

He knew very few people in Ancient Moon Spacetime.

Some people either perished halfway, or had already arrived here.

Like Wu Li!

Lian Xing was also one.