Legend of Swordsman

The sun and moon alternated.

The demonic energy surged.

His arms transformed behind him, becoming a myriad of hands.

Yet, now he practiced Demonic techniques, no longer the Guanyin with a thousand hands. It was more akin to a thousand-legged centipede.

Such distinctions were inconsequential. The truly powerful cared not for the boundaries between Righteousness and Demonic paths.

In strength, weakness was the greatest evil.

In strength, too, lay the greatest evil.

To walk the Righteous path, one should not exist in this realm.

Exhale!

The Heavenly Demon Technique reached its pinnacle. A thousand hands only enhanced his combat power; the Eight-Arm Heavenly Demon was what truly augmented his divine form.

Now, his divine form had been amplified to 35,000-fold its original power.

Exceeding his limits.

The Dao Lord could achieve, at most, a 30,000-fold enhancement of his divine form. He managed to break through even further due to the robustness of his physical body, capable of withstanding the strain.

The Origin Source operated similarly; the strength of the divine form determined its richness.

Today, Jian Wushuang stood firm in his convictions, unwavering from his initial plans. The journey from leaving the Great Si Region, entering the Great Desolate Wilderness, witnessing the ancient corpses’ vast army, feeling the immense aura of the Ancient Era.

Later, encountering the Qishen Temple and the Original Planets.

His understanding grew continually, progressing to a new comprehension of divine form, Origin Source, and physical body. It was from this awareness that he formulated his plans.

Leaving the Great Si Region marked his transformation from a Yan Immortal to a Grand Yan Immortal. Now, from a Dao Lord to an Emperor, it would be witnessed by the Qishen Temple.

Boom!!!

His aura erupted once again!

The Eight-Arm Heavenly Demon transformed into the Ten-Arm Heavenly Demon.

The phantom figure continued to ascend.

36,000-fold…

37,000-fold…

The final value settled at 40,000-fold.

If it were the Twelve-Armed Heavenly Demon, it might have reached an astonishing 50,000-fold.

The Twelve-Armed Heavenly Demon is the complete form of the Heavenly

Demon.

Jian Wushuang was genuinely afraid that his current physical body might not withstand it.

With a slight movement of his arms, he could hear the crisp sound of bones.

40,000-fold divine body!

It manifested on his Dao Lord body.

Although the basic divine body was only 15,000-fold times, the amplification from the Beast God Domain was significant.

Under the burning state, the basic divine body was amplified to 20,000-fold, followed by the Beast God Domain directly amplifying it to 30,000-fold.

Adding the amplification from his supreme technique, it reached 40,000-fold.

The amplification of the Beast God Weapon included the amplification of the divine body.

Normally, without burning, he could increase it by over ten thousand times with the Beast God Weapon. This time, it only increased by ten thousand times, indicating that the powerful divine body weakened the amplification.

Although it was a reduction, it also indicated that the amplification of the Beast God Weapon and the supreme technique did not overlap. It was equivalent to amplifying twice.

There were treasures that could amplify the divine body, and quite a few of them, but they overlapped with the supreme technique, so there were very few that could be amplified.

The 40,000-fold divine body caused Jian Wushuangs entire body to undergo a transformation.

The body’s structure was approaching its limit.

A black hole!

Now Jian Wushuang felt that his physical body was like a black hole.

In an instant, both of them moved.

When powerful beings clashed, especially in hand-to-hand combat, even a slight opportunity was enough to inflict serious injuries on the opponent.

Jian Wushuangs every palm or fist was unbelievably fast; within the blink of an eye, he could unleash a million punches.

Ten arms meant ten million punches in one go. The full force of a punch from a 40,000-fold divine body was formidable, beyond what a tier 4 Emperor could withstand.

“How can his divine body be so strong?” Kun Tai struggled to defend.

As a tier 5 Emperor, he could barely achieve a divine body 40,000-fold, even with the burning of the divine body.

Even if the opponent also burned their divine body, it shouldn’t be this powerful!

The Origin Source was already remarkable, and the divine body was still so powerful.

Could he have encountered a successor?

In recent years, there had been too much information about successors, and for a moment, Kun Tai could only think along those lines.

If it was indeed a successor, things would become tricky.

On one side was a tremendous opportunity and an extraordinary Eternal Treasure.

On the other side was a mysterious Emperor with such incredible strength, clearly not a Fifth-order Emperor, yet possessing such formidable combat power.

A dilemma!

Ha!

However, Jian Wushuang fought more fiercely as the battle progressed, relishing the feeling of landing blows directly on flesh, a sensation he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Boom!

Just as he landed a punch on the opponent, Kun Tai retaliated with a knee strike, distorting Jian Wushuangs facial features.

The blood that flowed out was golden, containing immense power.

In the midst of the reckless onslaught, Jian Wushuang couldn’t care less about the consequences.

“You lunatic!”

Kun Tai muttered under his breath.

With a thought, Gong Miaoyi and Bai Junwang had already escaped beyond his perception range.

Even Kun Tai, who was stronger than him, would be too late to pursue them now.

Jian Wushuang revealed a slight smile, holding his ground.

Despite the strength of his divine body, there was a significant weakness in divine power. Without the fusion of the Great Dao, the disparity in power levels was too vast.

Battered by Kun Tai, his divine body had weakened to 30,000-fold, and the depletion was severe.

On Kun Tai’s side, things weren’t any better; his physical body was torn apart.

The only thing he wore, a prehistoric supreme treasure armor, was now shattered.

Jian Wushuang had the Candle Dragon Armor, which alleviated a significant amount of impact.

As for the tatters, they weren’t so easily resolved.

In ancient times, even the Beast God Weapon hadn’t been damaged, only decomposed.

Breaking the Beast God Weapon seemed an impossible feat in the current world.

“People have left; do you still want to continue this fight?” Kun Tai’s voice trembled. This time, he suffered a major loss—no treasure gained, and he was injured.

Jian Wushuang sneered, “People haven’t left. Don’t believe me? Look! ”

He pointed behind Kun Tai.

The two temporarily halted their battle.

Just as Kun Tai had a fleeting thought and turned to look behind, a sudden sharp pain struck his head, as if someone had hit him with a stick.

The damage wasn’t severe, but it appeared highly disrespectful to onlookers.

Especially in the presence of dozens of Emperors, many of whom were Kun Tai l s subordinates.

“This…

Luo Chuan couldn’t help but almost burst into laughter, suppressing the urge to laugh.

In front of Kun Tai, he had to give some face, but once he left here, he had to spread this matter to the MO Luo Kingdom.

Let everyone know that a fourth-tier Emperor, in front of Kun Tai, had slapped him hard on the head.

Jian Wushuang was also bold, slapping and then running away.

Appearing at the edge of the One Thought Universe, he revealed a sly smile to everyone.

He didn’t care to kill these people, but he wouldn’t let them off easily either.

“One Thought Universe!”

Jian Wushuang shouted loudly, “Explode!”

Buzz!

Kun Tai, who had just realized what happened, erupted in anger, his aura soaring again. Today, he had to kill Jian Wushuang.

But just as he was about to move, he found that the vortex had become extremely violent.

In the next moment, a powerful suction swept through billions of miles around, turning everything upside down.

Facing the turbulent seawater, Kun Tai endured the resistance and rushed toward Jian Wushuang.

But at this point, it was already too late; Jian Wushuang wanted to leave, and a tier 5 Emperor couldn’t stop him.

All that was left behind was a clone.

Just as Kun Tai touched this clone, it instantly exploded.

The explosive force was small, but it sprayed a black ink that stained Kun Tai all over.

It was the ink of a sea monster, the ink of the Eight-Arm Sea King.

It was challenging to remove and required the saliva of a Sea King to clean. This was something Jian Wushuang obtained when he killed sea monsters.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy now, disgustingly affecting Kun Tai..