Legend of Swordsman

Only, Wutian, now, wasn’t in the mood to listen to Jian Wushuang’s banter.

Rising from the ruins, Wutian had achieved a new height, freed from past constraints, though the memories lingered.

He knew why Jian Wushuang had come.

To return to Qishen Temple.

“Jian Wushuang, I have no interest in Qishen Temple anymore. You’ve come to the wrong place!” Wutian rose, his aura surging.

A terrifying presence swept all, shaking the entire Nether Hell.

This Nether Hell itself was a treasure of the pinnacle of the Eighth Tribulation realm, born with the extraordinary enlightenment of Realm King.

But now, this Nether Hell began to merge with Wutian’s Origin Source Universe.

The entire Nether Hell became his Dao Arena.

The aura was immensely majestic.

The Universe Master of the Seventh Tribulation realm from the Bai Divine Mountain felt a bit panicked. This was their Bai Divine Mountain’s treasure, now fallen into Wutian’s hands.

Initially, Tongtian Buddha came to Bai Divine Mountain because of mistakenly killing a saint of Bai Divine Mountain, hence suppressed in this Nether Hell.

But what happened back then wasn’t entirely Tongtian Buddha’s fault. Speaking of which, Tongtian Buddha punished evil and promoted good by killing that saint of the Bai family. Who was also the descendant of the Universe Master of the Seventh Tribulation realm.

As the overlords of the Primordial White Heaven, the Bai family couldn’t swallow this humiliation and immediately had Tongtian Buddha suppressed.

The name Tongtian Buddha used back then was Wutian.

To uphold its own reputation, Bai Divine Mountain didn’t directly kill Tongtian Buddha but suppressed him under the pretext of cleansing.

Achieving the present Wutian!

But unexpectedly, the stolen chicken wasn’t worth losing the rice. The Nether Hell was forcibly merged into Wutian’s Origin Source Universe.

After passing through four Tribulations consecutively, Wutian reached the level of the Universe Master of the Seventh Tribulation realm.

With a mere movement, he could annihilate the Universe Master of the Seventh Tribulation realm from Bai Divine Mountain.

Even if the ancestors of Bai Divine Mountain came, they were no match for him.

The nineteen sealed king powerhouses all appeared extremely old, barely sustaining themselves.

Only Divine Wood King was lucky enough to recover to his peak, while the other sealed king powerhouses, though they had gained considerable Life force, were still far from their peaks. Without the luck of Divine Wood King, not only would they have not reached their peak, but they wouldn’t have advanced to the perfection of the Eighth Tribulation realm.

They had also formed a good relationship with the God of Life. In the future, their path to reincarnation would undoubtedly be at the forefront.

“The ancestor is outside. Jian Wushuang, take me away quickly. Please have the ancestor suppress Wutian!”

The space here had been sealed off; no Universe Master of the Seventh Tribulation realm could leave. They could only hope Jian Wushuang would take them away.

But Jian Wushuang was indifferent, saying calmly, “Everything lost by Bai Divine Mountain is my doing. The rest has nothing to do with you!”

Now he was entitled to say this.

What did it matter to acquire this Nether Hell?

It was nothing more than a matter of Life force.

But when a Universe Master at the Seventh Tribulation hesitated, he transmitted a message to the Patriarch.

Expecting a scolding, he was surprised when the Patriarch not only didn’t get angry but became excited, informing him that everything could be sold to Jian Wushuang.

As long as he produced the Life force, everything was worth it.

Jian Wushuang was extremely generous about this, not being stingy at all.

After all, these treasures would ultimately fall into his hands.

Though Wutian claimed to be uninterested in Qishen Temple, as Tongtian Buddha after his transformation into the demonic path, he had become Wutian, with a drastically changed personality.

Normal people might not trust each other, but Jian Wushuang did.

He could tell that Wutian still had an attachment to Qishen Temple, and he had just helped him out a big favor, otherwise, he would still be trapped in Water Moon Cave.

Demon!

That was the demon of the righteous path.

It had nothing to do with Jian Wushuang.

And the demonic path was not inhabited solely by irrational monsters; it wasn’t as terrifying as it seemed.

Someone like Chi Jiuxiao belonged to the demonic path, a powerful and terrifying puppet.

Wutian was the real demon.

“You’ve changed a lot, but don’t forget where you came from, and especially don’t forget who gave you everything!” Jian Wushuang stepped onto the Black River, his aura trembling.

Upon hearing this, Wutian laughed arrogantly, “That depends on whether you have the qualifications!”

Buzz!

Instantly, his aura surged, the power within the Nether Hell gathering around Wutian, divine power skyrocketing from 2 million to 3 million.

The speed of it startled Jian Wushuang.

3 million, 4 million, 5 million.

It finally slowed down after reaching 5 million.

It was almost on par with Wu Zuo.

With the blessing of the Nether Hell and the Nether Secret Technique taught by Realm King, it

was normal for the amplification to reach this level.

The stronger Wutian became, the more advantageous it was for Jian Wushuang.

“Now, are you satisfied with me?” Wutian laughed wildly, demonic flames rising with every

movement.

Jian Wushuang drew his sword, a gesture he would make to every Inheritor of Qishen Temple,

it was a sign of respect, not treating them as insignificant.

Clang!

The Wanjie Sword emerged, dispersing the demonic flames around, the faint blue stellar power killing all worldly beings.

“A sword determines the winner. If I lose, consider it repaying your favor and erasing everything that happened. If you lose, you must return to Qishen Temple with me!”

Jian Wushuang’s tone was stern, after drawing his sword, he had also changed somewhat, with the killing intent of the sword path surging within him.

The desire for battle was rising.

At this moment, Wutian was also extremely shocked by Jian Wushuang’s state after drawing

his sword.

Without answering, he just nodded slightly.

After the transformation, his personality naturally changed, becoming somewhat arrogant.

Unwilling to face reality.

The demonic flames turned into a huge savage beast, demonic light soaring into the sky.

The demonic flames all around transformed into terrifying demonic beasts from within the Nether Hell, charging towards Jian Wushuang.

It was the fear of everyone.

But Jian Wushuang just closed his eyes slightly, seamlessly merging into the Super Eternal Ancient Transformation, divine power bursting forth, allowing Wutian to see how powerful

Jian Wushuang truly was.

“Sixth Tribulation?” Wutian could hardly believe it.

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe in Jian Wushuang’s divine power, but that he couldn’t believe Jian Wushuang would be a Universe Master at the Sixth Tribulation realm.

How could his realm be lower than his?

In fact, many people were astonished at why Jian Wushuang’s realm was so low.

Many people realized it only after the fact.

The realm itself carried divine power that didn’t belong to this realm, so it must have had

something extraordinary.

This principle was quite simple.

It’s just that Wutian’s memories inherited from Tongtian Buddha revealed how terrifying Jian

Wushuang’s potential was.

Back when he was still the Emperor, he had suppressed everyone.

In their understanding, they had firmly believed that Jian Wushuang’s realm would surpass

their own.

Even though Wutian had just gained the inheritance and risen rapidly, he still held this belief.

“Tsk tsk, I didn’t expect you to be just a Universe Master at the Sixth Tribulation level. Don’t blame me for bullying the weak!” Wutian’s expression was somewhat ferocious as he roared, “Nether Hell!”