Legend of Swordsman

However, before he could reach the entrance of the spacetime passage, he was stopped by two figures.

“Jian Wushuang, your task is complete!”

The indifferent tone left Jian Wushuang momentarily stunned.

At the same time, he had a suspicion.

At this moment, Wu Zuo and others also caught up.

“What do you mean?” Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, wanting to confirm the facts.

But there was an insurmountable force that seemed to be restraining him.

This also proved that this matter needed to be resolved beyond the room and didn’t require his intervention.

The figure in the black robe said indifferently, “It’s simple, Wu Zuo’s promise has been fulfilled. The remaining matters are none of your concern!”

“Could it be that you are…?”

Wu Zuo’s expression became serious as he recalled the promise made earlier; otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to this place.

The black-robed figure just nodded without directly answering.

After giving Jian Wushuang a thoughtful glance, he flashed into the spacetime passage.

Everyone present was stunned by this sudden scene.

Tasha and the elders also took the opportunity to lead the injured Broly away through the spacetime passage.

Knowing that staying would bring no benefit, they could only flee first.

Jian Wushuang didn’t care in the slightest.

In his heart, he was puzzled about the purpose of the two black-robed figures, but on second thought, since it no longer concerned him, it was all the better. Even if there was a Realm Beast crisis, it had nothing to do with him.

He was just a cultivator after all.

After witnessing everything in the Consciousness Realm, he understood the ultimate secret of the Starry Sky.

His curiosity had also waned.

Sometimes, trying to let go is the greatest mercy to oneself.

“Alright, let’s not just stand here. Since the promise has been fulfilled, whether to stay or leave is up to you!”

At this moment, Jian Wushuang let go of many things, thinking that the Realm God Continent was so vast, and he hadn’t really explored it properly. There was no need to get caught up in those so-called conspiracies.

Moreover, with his current strength, no one would dare to scheme against the Northern Spacetime, so he could venture freely.

Wu Zuo and the others also breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had two super strong practitioners, Hu Qing and Jian Wushuang, the initial promise still put some pressure on them. Now, with nothing to worry about, a sense of fighting spirit emerged instead.

They decided to stay and continue exploring.

But Jian Wushuang had no such interest.

He looked down on the opportunities in this place; even if he obtained them, they would be useless.

Seeing that everyone wanted to stay, he didn’t leave immediately but protected Wu Zuo and others as they stood on the divine pillar, while he himself did not ascend.

“Everyone, it’s time to part ways!”

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and voiced his thoughts.

He was not yet a Universe God because he was walking a new path, different from ordinary cultivators.

The opportunities he needed were different.

The group remained silent for a while until Wu Zuo finally spoke, “Actually, I noticed this after you revived. Over the years, you have seen it too. Our strength is gradually falling behind yours and Hu Qing’s. It’s indeed time for us to part ways.”

“I won’t leave!” Hu Qing rarely smiled and said, “I’ve already comprehended my future and understand my endpoint. Further efforts would be futile. Perhaps I will live with everyone for a long time to come!”

Such optimism from Hu Qing made Jian Wushuang very pleased. He patted Hu Qing’s shoulder and said, “That’s good, at least it won’t be so tiring. As for me, I don’t even know how I will pass my Divine Tribulation. Perhaps in the coming time, I’ll be constantly on the move!”

“If you get tired, you can come back anytime!”

Wuli and the Divine Wood King also looked over together.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Jian Wushuang casually waved his hand, forcibly breaking open a passage through spacetime. After taking one last look at everyone, he hurriedly left.

As he departed, the consciousness within the blood cloud let out a sigh of relief.

Others only knew that Jian Wushuang’s true combat power was that of an eight-star Universe God, but no one knew that his consciousness could shield everything, surpassing the consciousness within the blood cloud. If he wished, he could set new rules for this place.

…

In the northwest border of the Realm God Continent.

This place was a gathering spot for myriad races and also a place where the practitioners from the four great spacetimes dared not tread.

This was because the beings here originated from before the Realm God Continent shattered.

Their ancestors were buried deep here.

Speaking of which, the Realm God Continent had the Star Field of the Gods as well as the Graves of the Gods.

And the ancient wilderness in the northwest was the core of the God’s graveyard.

Countless powerful beings were buried here.

Among them were some with strength comparable to Jian Wushuang.

There were even graveyards of nine-star Universe Gods.

The entire ancient wilderness was far larger than the Qianmen Star Field.

It occupied about one-tenth of the entire northwest continent.

Yet, the number of powerful beings here was more than half of the northwest continent.

The reason was simple: the God’s graves.

Jian Wushuang walked in the void, shrinking his figure to the size of a Universe Master, attracting no one’s attention.

Universe Masters were too common in this place.

No one cared who passed through here.

However, Jian Wushuang kept observing the continent below.

“The Tomb of Zhu Huo!”

On a majestic divine mountain below, there was a dazzling tombstone. Though it was said to be dazzling, it did not shine with white light but with a glimmer of black light.

The inscription on the tombstone was ancient, exuding an indestructible aura.

“The fall of a powerful being must nourish an area. The Universe Gods nearby are likely the descendants of this Universe God!”

He thought to himself. His true body remained still, while a strand of his consciousness drifted downward.

Below the divine mountain, numerous large cities sprawled.

To him, the powerful beings in these cities were all of different races.

All of them had retractable wings on their backs, whether they were Universe Masters or Universe Gods.

Jian Wushuang’s consciousness transformed into an avatar, retaining only the realm of a Universe Master with a very faint aura. Others would only think he was an outsider Universe Master.

As he entered a small city near the divine mountain, not many people paid attention to him, each busy with their own affairs.

Though it appeared to be a mundane city, it was a super city accommodating hundreds of thousands of Universe Masters.

There were dozens of Universe Gods alone.

And this was just one city.

Before entering the northwest continent, he had only roughly understood the situation here, knowing that there was an ancient wilderness considered the core.

He knew nothing else.

This time, he descended as an avatar to explore the situation.

Since time was nearly infinite, he could take his time to explore.

On his way here, he had spent millions of eons, stopping and starting, and had acquired some peculiar treasures, though none were helpful for his Divine Tribulation.

Now, seeking opportunities for his Divine Tribulation was like grasping at straws; he could only take one step at a time.

As he reached the city center and just stopped, a young man dressed in splendid attire approached him.