Legend of Swordsman

This was his Dao Arena, and fighting him here, even an Eighth Tribulation realm expert wouldn’t faze him!

In the chaos of hell, this was Wutian’s world, and he circled Jian Wushuang with abandon.

Everything around them was under his control.

Jian Wushuang, however, kept his eyes tightly shut, holding the Wanjie Sword in reverse.

He waited for the right moment to strike!

He still wanted Wutian to make the first move, to avoid any dissatisfaction from his opponent later.

But as he waited and waited, an impatience grew within him.

His eyebrows twitched naturally.

This gave Wutian an opportunity.

The demonic path was most adept at manipulating hearts.

Everything that had just happened was his trap.

In his view, Jian Wushuang had fallen for it.

“Infinite Tribulation!”

Wutian clasped his hands together, embodying both the demon and the saint.

His form multiplied into thousands, rushing towards Jian Wushuang with demonic flames.

Countless ghosts condensed into a demon-subduing staff.

In the Nether Hell, Wutian was a god, not a demon.

The enemy was the demon.

The purpose of the Nether Hell was to obliterate all demons!

“You overthink things!” Jian Wushuang’s lips curved upward. Indeed, he had been somewhat impatient just now.

But not because of Wutian’s trap.

It was simply his nature.

The demon-subduing staff descended from the sky.

Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes and lightly swung his sword, uttering only one word, “Life!”

Buzz!

The shadow of the sword, initially a faint image, instantly transformed into a cosmos, as terrifying as a stretch of spacetime.

This was the Sword of Life, containing the true meaning of spacetime.

A long river of spacetime swept forth, capable of obliterating not just a hell, but an entire universe.

Yet this sword, paradoxically, held the hope of life.

Wutian felt an unprecedented terror, one that struck directly at his soul.

The light blue power of the starry sky instantly extinguished his demonic flames.

The immensely powerful demon-subduing staff shattered the moment it touched the sword shadow.

One sword strike broke his Infinite Tribulation!

His divine body felt a sense of powerlessness, and his form retreated continuously.

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as the violent backlash began to fracture his divine body.

At that moment, he thought of his own downfall.

Had he just risen, only to fall now?

Wutian, despite his unwillingness, still maintained the dignity of a Demon Lord!

Not the slightest bit of fear!

He forcefully suppressed the backlash and steadied himself.

On Jian Wushuang’s side, he calmly sheathed his Wanjie Sword. “The hope of life is truly miraculous!”

With a gentle flick of his finger, time and space returned to tranquility. The strike from earlier was retracted back into his body, and the demon-subduing staff returned to its original state. But Wutian’s injuries did not disappear.

Jian Wushuang could have done this as well, but out of respect for the other’s dignity, he chose not to.

“Wutian, you must keep your promise!”

Wutian raised his head slightly, his voice low. “You indeed did not disappoint me. Did you go directly to the Realm God Continent after obtaining the Realm God Token?”

He couldn’t comprehend why Jian Wushuang, a Universe Master of the Sixth Tribulation, was so powerful and instinctively thought of the Realm God Continent.

It was only after he had just received that token and the introduction to the Realm God Continent that he understood that the Nine Core Spacetimes were merely subsidiary spacetimes outside the Starry Sky.

Similarly, there were three other subsidiary spacetimes.

Above the Four Great Subsidiary Spacetimes, there existed the Realm God Continent.

Only with the Realm God Token given by the Realm King could they go to the Realm God Continent.

“Well…” Jian Wushuang touched the back of his head, somewhat embarrassed. He hadn’t actually been to the Realm God Continent, and the Realm God Token had been used to repair

the pyramid.

Seeing his hesitation, Wutian didn’t press further. After a shift in demeanor, he became extremely reserved.

“Forget it, I’ll explain it to you later. We still have a long time together!” He was also embarrassed to explain, but he needed to resolve the matter of the Realm God Token sooner rather than later. Everyone was heading for the Realm God Continent. His biggest goal at the moment, aside from dealing with Mie Sheng, was to consider the future.

The two engaged in awkward small talk, but they ignored the Universe Master of the Seventh Tribulations Realm from Bai Divine Mountain.

At this moment, the latter was trembling in a corner of the Nether Hell.

The recent battle between the two.

No matter which side, either could crush him easily.

How could he not be terrified?

Especially of Jian Wushuang. He looked at him as if he were a monster.

A Sixth Tribulation realm, so powerful. If not for the obvious cultivation realm, he would believe Jian Wushuang to be an Eighth Tribulation Universe Master.

“I almost forgot about you!” The conversation with Wutian was dull; the other had changed and become very reserved. Shifting the topic, Jian Wushuang looked at the Universe Master of the Seventh Tribulation from Bai Divine Mountain. “Friend from Bai Divine Mountain, estimate the losses here, including this endless Nether Hell, and the psychological impact on you. Calculate how much Life force it would take to buy all of this!”

“Well…” He found it difficult to ask.

After a moment’s hesitation, “Friend Wushuang, I cannot decide on this matter. The ancestors are waiting for you outside. How about letting them decide?”

Jian Wushuang’s divine sense slightly extended, and he detected three Eighth Tribulation

auras, one of which was very familiar and incredibly powerful, beyond his capability.

Divine Wood King!

There was also another presence, relatively weak, with divine power reduced to about 5 million, and an aura very similar to that of the Universe Master in front of him. It was highly

likely to be the ancestor of the Bai family.

The last presence was the strongest of them all.

Even the most powerful being in Ancient Moon Spacetime.

An Eighth Tribulation Universe Master, hailing from the Bai family, stationed in the Ancient

Moon Sect.

The current Pope of the Ancient Moon Sect.

Jian Wushuang couldn’t even see through the depths of his power, which was at least 15

million.

“It’s really lively here!” Jian Wushuang casually tore apart the Nether Hell, wrapped Wutian and the Universe Master with a thought, and left the place immediately.

Before leaving, Wutian naturally retracted the Nether Hell.

Swish!!!

The figures of the three flashed and arrived in the clouds of Bai Divine Mountain.

Divine Wood King, who had been reminiscing with the Pope of the Ancient Moon Sect, immediately stood up from the tea table upon seeing Jian Wushuang bring people in, and hurriedly greeted, “Brother Wushuang, you didn’t even give us a heads-up before coming back. That’s not very considerate!”

The ancestor of the Bai family and the Pope of the Ancient Moon Sect also rose to their feet. They treated Jian Wushuang as an equal, even one level higher.

Especially the ancestor of the Bai family, who bypassed Divine Wood King, his face full of smiles, showing no anger at Jian Wushuang’s intrusion into his Bai Divine Mountain, but rather some flattery, “I’ve long heard of the famed Jian Wushuang. Seeing you in person, it’s truly better than a hundred stories. A hero indeed emerges in youth!”

“It’s just a minor matter. I heard that Brother Divine Wood was rebuilding the Ancient Wood Sect, so I didn’t want to disturb him!” Jian Wushuang lightly responded to Divine Wood King, then looked at the ancestor of the Bai family with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry for the trouble I’ve caused by coming to Bai Divine Mountain this time!”

This visit to Bai Divine Mountain indeed caused quite a bit of trouble!