Legend of Swordsman

“30 million?” Jian Wushuang murmured, clenching his fists and shouting in anger, “Ha!”

A powerful aura surged into the sky, directly sending Babata flying away.

In the Origin Source Starry Sky, divine power could receive the greatest amplification.

And it was an automatic amplification.

After all, it was in his own Dao Arena.

Buzz!

A blue aura appeared, and Jian Wushuang’s divine power skyrocketed from 10 million directly to 20 million.

Now, the Origin Source Starry Sky was equivalent to having a miniature river of time and space enhancing his divine body.

The amplification of divine power also reached as high as double.

20 million divine power doubled again to become 40 million.

The powerful divine power in his Origin Source Starry Sky was like a fish in water, without any sense of strain.

But if he left the Origin Source Universe, suppression would likely occur.

Although the life levels in the Northern Spacetime had significantly improved.

It could now maintain fifty million divine power.

However, the number of cultivators had also increased.

Surpassing thirty million divine power occupied too much space.

For the younger generation to grow, they needed to take the initiative to leave.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t sustain more than thirty million divine power.

“Hu!”

The divine power returned to its normal state, and he didn’t need to maintain the super ancient transformation all the time.

In the Northern Spacetime, it naturally wouldn’t affect anyone.

However, it was time to come out of seclusion.

The barrier disappeared, and he needed to implement his plan to lead Qishen Temple to impact the upstream time and space.

Swoosh!

His consciousness pulled back from the Origin Source Starry Sky to reality.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang was sitting cross-legged at the edge of the abyss in the end space.

He slowly stood up, glanced down at the abyss, and then looked up at the Starry Sky.

Buzz!

With one step, he directly arrived at the Original Universe.

He hadn’t appeared for tens of millions of epochs.

The Qishen Temple had undergone earth-shattering changes.

There were now very few who knew of him, the First Divine Lord.

During the first million epochs of Jian Wushuang’s seclusion, Gu Qianluo had become an Eighth Tribulation Universe Master.

In the following nine million epochs, Wutian and Wu Zuo had successively become Eighth Tribulation Universe Masters.

Even Shang and Luo had also reached the same level.

Dongsheng and Wanyan had average talents and were currently stuck at the Half-Step Eighth Tribulation realm.

Among the younger generation, however, quite a few Eighth Tribulation Universe Masters had emerged.

Among them was Gong Ming, the son left behind by Gong Miaoyi, and Xin Jiu, whom Jian Wushuang had saved back then.

And there were many more.

At present, Qishen Temple had ten Eighth Tribulation Universe Masters.

It seemed like a lot.

But compared to the middle-tier spacetime, it was still lacking.

However, half of the territory in the middle-tier spacetime was now occupied by Qishen Temple.

Currently, in the lower-tier Qishen Temple, only Zhen Ling was stationed.

Jian Wushuang tore through space effortlessly and entered Qishen Temple, heading straight for the Sea of Origin Source.

He soon sensed Zhen Ling’s presence.

He was also at the Eighth Tribulation realm.

Moreover, the Sea of Origin Source of Qishen Temple had completely merged with Zhen Ling.

Despite not having an Origin Universe, within Qishen Temple, Zhen Ling could unleash 20 million units of divine power.

“Jian Wushuang?” On the peak of Henggu Mountain, Zhen Ling rose to face the First Divine Lord who hadn’t appeared for countless millennia and said excitedly, “You’ve finally come out of seclusion. If you stayed in any longer, I was going to come find you!”

It had been too long of a silence.

So much so that many had never seen Jian Wushuang.

He hadn’t even left his avatar on Henggu Mountain, so many new thSeven Tribulation and even Eighth Tribulation masters had never seen Jian Wushuang.

And Jian Wushuang’s prestige had been gradually declining.

Now, it was not even as good as the three disciples he had left behind.

Shen Jian and Ji Tang had both reached the Seventh Tribulation realm and had become Dao Companions, forming the second strongest Dao Companion combination in Qishen Temple.

The first, of course, was Shang and Luo.

“This seclusion was of great importance and indeed took a lot of time. Thank you for your hard work during this period, Lord Zhen Ling!”

It was he who had suggested the changes, but then he went into seclusion, leaving everything behind.

He felt somewhat guilty.

Zhen Ling smiled and said, “I don’t mean that. It’s just that you were in seclusion for so long that many have forgotten the first Divine Lord. It’s time for you to go out and shake the four corners!”

This was exactly what Jian Wushuang had in mind.

It was indeed time to go out and intimidate the various realms, and simultaneously lead Qishen Temple to charge towards the upper-tier.

Before he went into seclusion, he had instructed Babata to collect information on the upper-tier spacetimes.

Finding the weakest spacetime to establish a foothold.

There were nine major upper-tier spacetimes.

Originally, the Ancient Moon Spacetime was the weakest, but with the Celestial Maiden relinquishing the Origin Source, the Ancient Moon Sect had become a force comparable to the three Eternal Beings.

The weakest spacetime had become the “Fallen Soul Spacetime.”

This spacetime had once been decent, having given birth to a God of Death.

But after losing contact with the God of Death, the Fallen Soul Spacetime had completely declined.

Even though a hundred schools of thought contended now, it was still a stagnant pool.

If Qishen Temple hadn’t threatened the Abyss Spacetime, the Abyssal Lord would have led his people to flatten the Fallen Soul Spacetime long ago.

Now, it was a great gift to Jian Wushuang.

He just happened to be short of treasures needed for Tribulation crossing.

So, he would go to the Fallen Soul Spacetime to take a look.

If they were reasonable, then perhaps they could join the middle-tier spacetime, leaving them with a decent territory.

If they were unreasonable, then there was no need for words.

He would act directly.

The law of the jungle.

It played out every day.

If you didn’t fight for it, others would.

“I’ll handle this matter!”

Zhen Ling asked, “You alone?”

“Isn’t sending too many people to such a task just bullying?” Jian Wushuang smiled wryly. “Though the strong are respected, one must not go too far. If it can be done peacefully, it’s better to keep a low profile. I’ve heard that the Eighth Tribulation masters in the upper-tier spacetime are like locusts. Being too high-profile, even if we take down the Fallen Soul Spacetime, it won’t be easy to defend!”

His power alone was indeed strong.

But to defend a spacetime, more super-strong individuals were needed.

Otherwise, others might obey you on the surface but defy you in secret, trapping your forces. You couldn’t just fight your way through every obstacle!

Sometimes, in the world of the strong, it wasn’t all about fighting.

It was about human relationships and the ways of the world.

Before Tian Cang left, his parting words held other meanings.

It was an opportunity to visit Tian Cang Palace and first deal with the three great Eternal Beings, allowing Qishen Temple to establish a firm foothold in the upper-tier spacetime. Otherwise, it would be hard to convince everyone.

And there was another, which was to recover the middle-tier spacetime.

And he now had a legitimate reason.

Qishen Temple originally belonged to the Moluo Spacetime of the middle-tier spacetime.

Now, going to unify the middle-tier spacetime was quite reasonable!

Besides, without him, the middle-tier spacetime would have fallen into Beirut’s hands.

At that time, not to mention removing the barriers, the middle, upper, and lower tiers would be completely severed.

His current mission to recover the middle-tier spacetime was also logical and justified.

Understanding Jian Wushuang’s thoughts, Zhen Ling clapped her hands in delight and said, “If that Abyssal Lord had half your insight, none of this would have happened. I fully support you. Go ahead, and I’ll immediately notify Wu Zuo to take over the territory!”

“Isn’t this a bit too hasty?” Jian Wushuang felt that Zhen Ling was more anxious than he was and even more shameless.