Legend of Swordsman

It was uncertain whether the other party would recognize him when the time came.

“Did Realm King already know that someone would come to expose him?” Jian Wushuang sighed deeply, quietly waiting for the other party’s reaction.

But curiosity lingered in his heart.

Most likely, even if he didn’t come, Wu Zuo would.

To expose the illusion and unleash the true Wutian Demon Lord.

As he pondered these thoughts, the current master of Bai Divine Mountain beside him began to feel restless.

The Nether Hell was the pinnacle treasure of Bai Divine Mountain, completely integrated with it. Now that outsiders had intruded, this was a big deal. He first informed the ancestral patriarch of the Bai family, then, feeling uneasy, he also informed the senior sister of the Ancient Moon Sect.

That senior sister was also the Emperor of the Ancient Moon Sect.

The ancestral patriarch of the Bai family, knowing that Jian Wushuang was on his Bai Divine Mountain, was initially chatting with the people from the Ancient Wood Sect and Divine Wood King. Suddenly, he couldn’t sit still.

Fortunately, through Divine Wood King, he learned from Jian Wushuang that it was for one person.

Only then did he feel relieved.

After Divine Wood King’s encounter with them in the Wanliu, his favor towards Jian Wushuang greatly increased. Moreover, they were all close friends who had experienced life and death together, so he also persuaded him on the side, “Brother Bai, I’m not criticizing you. If Wushuang can find someone on your Bai Divine Mountain, it’s your good fortune. You want the power of Life, right? Now, let’s go to the Primordial White Heaven. With my face, it’s a piece of cake for you to exchange for the power of Life!”

“If that’s the case, then I’ll trouble you, Brother Divine Wood!” The ancestral patriarch of the Bai family finally reacted and hurriedly smiled, taking out the flying treasure directly.

Such matters couldn’t be delayed.

They wanted to leave immediately.

Seeing the flying treasure of the other party, Divine Wood King’s eyes flickered, sighing, “Brother Bai, you’ve had a good time these years. I’ve been wanting to get a flying treasure of the Eighth Tribulation realm for so long, but I just haven’t had the chance. Sigh!”

The ancestral patriarch of the Bai family had known Divine Wood King for so many years, how could he not know what the other was thinking? Immediately, he took out the Origin Source from the flying treasure and handed it directly to Divine Wood King, “What am I, just a little treasure, what’s the big deal? Brother Divine Wood, just take it. If you need anything in the future, just say it. In the entire Ancient Moon Spacetime, isn’t it still us old folks who call the shots!”

His daughter was the Emperor of the Ancient Moon Sect.

In the entire Ancient Moon Spacetime, they truly had the upper hand.

When the incarnation of which heavenly maiden was completely destroyed.

The entire Ancient Moon Spacetime began to recover.

In the future, the world would truly belong to them.

Divine Wood King felt a bit embarrassed but, thick-skinned as he was, he accepted it and his expression brightened.

Personally controlling the flying treasure, he headed towards the Primordial White Heaven. At this moment, the Ancient Moon Pope also arrived at the Bai Divine Mountain. However, he concealed his figure in the void, intending to pay his respects only after Jian Wushuang came out.

But before long, he sensed the aura of the Divine Wood King and his own father.

So, he also emerged from the void.

Upon meeting each other, without speaking, they understood each other’s thoughts.

The path of resurrection was about to begin.

There were many scattered tribulations with great potential, all on the verge of perishing, waiting for the power of Life!

Apart from Danbao, in the entire Northern Spacetime, only Jian Wushuang had a continuous supply of Life force.

Once Jian Wushuang appeared, it would attract countless strong individuals.

Of course, not to besiege Jian Wushuang, but sincerely to exchange.

No matter how high the price, there was no complaint.

But Jian Wushuang didn’t demand exorbitant prices either, just sticking to the usual rates.

Even at this price, he made quite a profit.

In a previous exchange in the Ancient Wood Continent, he obtained numerous treasures. However, there were too few Origin Source treasures. Although he acquired quite a few, lighting up the second and even third universe this time depleted his resources.

Only some primordial stones were left, and he was reluctant to use them.

Maintaining the Origin Source Universe incurred considerable expenses.

His universe was incredibly vast, requiring a large amount of primordial stones.

The infinite power of the Starry Sky also required an infinite supply of primordial stones to

sustain it.

Those powers didn’t come out of thin air.

It’s just that his reserves were relatively abundant.

Just like the power of Life, converting it required the power of All Things.

And the power of myriad things required devouring the treasures nurtured by heaven and

earth.

In summary, Jian Wushuang’s Life force could be converted from cabbage, but it was definitely not at cabbage prices.

Who made him the sole owner of the entire Northern Spacetime?

Deep in the abyssal hell, after settling the Divine Wood King, Jian Wushuang hadn’t really thought about the power of Life.

Anyway, he currently lacked some treasures, and he could cooperate with the other party to exchange some later.

In the Tian Cang Eternal Realm, all the exchanged treasures were given to Wu Zuo.

It just happened to make a deal with the Ancient Moon Spacetime and the Bai Family.

He didn’t like dealing with those wandering cultivators, as it was troublesome dealing with small quantities.

The life or death of those Scattered Tribulations had nothing to do with him.

He would rescue or, let’s say, donate when he saw them, but he wouldn’t deliberately do so.

The moral golden light obtained from exchanges was of little use.

Karmic forces or golden lights, it was the same.

Just like Tongtian Buddha now, facing one’s own heart was the right approach.

“Done!” Jian Wushuang’s eyes flickered as he stared at the no longer struggling Wutian

Demon Lord, the former Tongtian Buddha.

He was sitting cross-legged by a black river, his face somewhat haggard.

But his Origin Source had already ascended several levels.

Jian Wushuang looked dazzlingly, able to sense the aura of the Seventh Tribulation realm,

and the divine power was extremely violent.

At least a basic divine power of 2 million.

And Wutian Demon Lord’s Origin Source was within his body.

Which means, the Origin Source Universe had entered the divine body.

This was something only those of the Eighth Tribulation could achieve.

Originally, only Jian Wushuang and Wu Zuo could do it, but now Tongtian Buddha had also

achieved it, so his strength should be not weaker than Wu Zuo’s.

Another powerful ally.

There was still no news of Hu Qing for now, but it shouldn’t be too bad.

This added a lot of confidence to him in dealing with Mie Sheng.

Whoosh!

Feeling the opponent’s aura stabilize, Jian Wushuang flew over actively, “Tongtian?

Wutian?”

“Tongtian is already dead!” Wutian sneered, “You chose it, Jian Wushuang!”

This statement was not wrong at all. Jian Wushuang indeed shattered Tongtian Buddha’s

state of mind, leading him to fall completely into the demonic path.

Seemingly extreme, Jian Wushuang’s actions were actually a reflection of Tongtian Buddha’s

inherently extreme nature.

Changing a world to the extreme.

There was only goodness, no evil!

Then where does goodness come from? Punishing evil and promoting goodness!

Without evil to punish, the entire world seemed to become good, but in fact, this world had

become a great evil.

Evil towards whom?

Evil towards goodness!

There’s an interesting book among the mundane world called the ‘Diamond Sutra’.

Its description of goodness could be said to be profoundly simple.

The existence of evil was just to set off greater goodness.

“Wutian, that’s a good name. Once Tongtian, now Wutian, you really have quite a lot of grievances with heaven!” Jian Wushuang joked to ease the atmosphere.