Legend of Swordsman

He stepped into Tianqing Mountain and stood at the peak, attempting to summon his Origin Source.

“Ha!” Despite concentrating his mental power, he couldn’t mobilize it in the slightest.

“How badly am I injured?”

After defeating Mie Sheng, he only remembered the tearing of his consciousness and had no idea where his injuries came from.

Not even the Realm King knew why Jian Wushuang was injured.

Moreover, he had been separated from Hu Qing.

They weren’t supposed to be able to separate.

However, Jian Wushuang and Hu Qing were separated after the collapse of the Divine Domain.

It was indeed strange.

After analyzing it, Realm King could only speculate that the backlash was caused by the significant fluctuations in divine power.

Originally, the backlash was enough to annihilate Jian Wushuang’s consciousness.

Fortunately, it happened in the North Spacetime, where the backlash was suppressed.

Thus, Jian Wushuang and Hu Qing could withstand it.

They merely fell into slumber, with a possibility of awakening.

Otherwise, they would have perished along with Mie Sheng.

If that had happened, Jian Wushuang’s luck would have been dreadful.

Thankfully, at that time, the Northern Spacetime still had a limit of 20 million divine power.

If it were now, he would have been gone.

“Hmm?” The power of life gradually awakened his Origin Source, enhancing his mental power, and he was now able to mobilize his Origin Source.

With the Origin Source, he could generate the power of life to restore his divine body.

“My divine power has fallen to zero?” Sensing his divine body with his Thought power, Jian Wushuang was shocked.

Zero!

He was no different from a mortal now.

After mobilizing his Origin Source, he began to use the power of all things to replenish his divine power.

He needed to replenish a lot, and he even took out a primordial stone to enhance his divine power.

“10,000!”

100,000!

The power of All Things replenished quickly, and the stronger his Thought power became, the more he could feel the uniqueness of that Life force.

Such a special Life force reminded him of Danbao.

He couldn’t help but smile.

“A million!”

Yet, he still couldn’t mobilize his divine power to wake himself up.

His base divine power was now 8 million.

He needed to restore at least 50 percent of his divine power.

“I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep, it shouldn’t have been too long!” He guessed internally, and soon replenished half of his divine power.

Drip!

A droplet of water fell on his face from the ice coffin.

The cold water droplet was reminiscent of the rain he encountered before losing consciousness, though the temperature was different.

Perhaps it was due to a different environment.

“He’s awake!” Uzou’s eyes were fixed on Jian Wushuang, and the moment his finger moved, he jumped up.

Zhen Ling coughed lightly. If it weren’t for the presence of outsiders, he would have kicked Uzou. Instead, he reminded him verbally, “Uzou, don’t be rude!”

“We’re all friends here, no need to be polite!” Wu Li turned to Zhen Ling with a smile.

Danbao also noticed that Jian Wushuang was about to wake up, and the power of Life slowly stopped.

They waited for Jian Wushuang to wake up on his own.

“Rise!” After who knows how long without controlling his body, Jian Wushuang used all his strength but couldn’t open his eyes.

It was more exhausting than fighting.

After several attempts, his eyelids finally moved.

To seize the momentum, he adjusted his breathing, recalling the sensation of controlling his body.

“Whoosh!”

His lips parted slightly, and after breathing in the outside air, it felt like vitality was injected into him, and he successfully opened his eyes.

A pair of clear eyes first saw the sky of the divine tomb.

Stars dotted the sky.

Those were all universes.

“Brother Wushuang!”

“Wushuang, my dear brother!”

“Jian Wushuang!”

Everyone stepped forward together, forming a circle around him.

Seeing familiar faces and their smiles, the feeling was genuinely heartwarming!

The smiles seemed as eternal as honor itself!

The battle was fought to protect something.

Perhaps it was to protect these very smiles.

…

However, after a while, he began to feel awkward about these smiling faces.

A group of people was surrounding him, watching.

Yet he couldn’t even stand up after the fight.

His lips trembled slightly, unable to utter a single word.

“Wa…water…” The first word he managed to say was due to the scorching sensation in his throat, making him unbearably thirsty.

A perfect physical body, and yet it still needed water?

He was a bit curious. His gaze shifted away from those smiling faces and landed on the ice coffin.

Only then did he understand why he was so thirsty.

Hearing the word “water,” Wu Zuo quickly took out a jug of wine from his mustard seed and poured it into Jian Wushuang’s mouth.

“Ugh!”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes widened as a heart-wrenching sensation surged from his throat.

He immediately sat up, shouting hoarsely, “Who the hell gave me wine?”

Everyone was momentarily stunned by his sudden movement, then they all stepped back, their eyes falling on Wu Zuo.

Wu Zuo, holding the wine jug, scratched his head and said, feeling wronged, “Well…usually in this kind of situation, one needs to drink three cups of wine, right?”

Jian Wushuang stared at Wu Zuo with bloodshot eyes, and after a while, he laughed, “Once I recover, I’ll definitely drink thirty thousand cups with you!”

“Alright…alright!” Wu Zuo, excited, took a sip himself and laughed heartily, “Once you recover, we can drink for thirty thousand years!”

Everyone laughed at his words.

Only Danbao took out a jug of water and handed it to Jian Wushuang.

“This time, you worked hard!” He took the water jug, gulped down a large mouthful, and finally felt his entire body relax.

As his divine power gradually restored, he became more familiar with his physical body and leaped out of the ice coffin.

Danbao smiled lightly, “This is what I should do!”

Jian Wushuang also smiled.

Indeed, nothing had changed.

“Lord Zhen Ling!”

“Shang, Luo!”

After greeting everyone, he looked at Wu Li.

“Third Uncle, your divine power has increased a lot!”

Hearing this title, Wu Li smiled awkwardly, “It’s been so long, and you still remember it, Brother Wushuang!”

“How could I forget!” Jian Wushuang’s gaze grew deep as he recalled the events in the upstream spacetime.

Back then, the two of them supported each other, traveling from the Roman River to the Dragon God Continent, where they met Danbao.

And the Frost Demon clan that made them despair.

He glanced around and didn’t see Hu Qing.

Only then did he notice another ice coffin, where Hu Qing lay.

“How is Hu Qing?”

“Just like you!” Zhen Ling stepped forward and explained, “He has been asleep for a million eras. He was severely injured by Mie Sheng back then!”

“A million eras?” Jian Wushuang was surprised to find that he had slept for so long.

The time he spent sleeping had exceeded the time he spent cultivating.

Although he had left Qishen Temple millions of eras ago, he had entered the Myriad Willows Godwood Universe Sea midway, where the flow of time was different from the outside world, and only a few eras had passed.

It was almost the same as the time he spent traveling back.

In total, he had left Qishen Temple for less than ten eras.

But this time, he had slept for a million eras.

This was the fastest passage of time he had ever experienced, as if everything had just happened yesterday.