Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6319: The Final Plan

One hour later.

In the distant sky, a blood cloud approached, thick with dense blood mist.

”Immortal Master, the Nine Prison Pagoda is gone!”

The blood cloud paused briefly before returning the way it came.

As for Tong Shan, the Guardian on the ground, he didnʼt even glance back.

In Taiʼan City, within the Palace of Mental Cultivation.

Emperor Li Miao sat cross-legged on a prayer mat. Opposite him was a faint, ethereal figure. If one looked closely, they could discern the figureʼs outline and facial features.

If Jian Wushuang were present, he would have immediately recognized the figure as the very Nine Dust Immortal he had previously killed with his Thought power.

Yet now, it had transformed into a wisp of a soul, sustained by Thought power to maintain its consciousness.

”The Nine Prison Pagoda is gone!!!” the ethereal figure trembled and stammered, ”Youʼre saying the Nine Prison Pagoda disappeared from its place?”

Emperor Tang nodded and reassured him, ”Immortal Master, thereʼs no need to worry. Iʼve already sent people to chase after it. Moreover, the Nine Prison Pagoda is so unique that those people surely wonʼt be able to activate it!”

”Hmph, what do you know!” the ethereal Nine Dust suppressed his anger and shouted, ”Do you think theyʼre just ordinary cultivators? If they were ordinary cultivators, my physical body wouldnʼt have been destroyed. The power Iʼve accumulated for a thousand years scattered in an instant is a minor issue, but if they manage to control the Nine Prison Pagoda, they will undoubtedly discover the secret hidden within the Northern Region Glacier. Do you understand?”

Emperor Tang showed no anger at being reprimanded, and his expression didnʼt change. He calmly replied, ”Then we can only initiate the final plan ahead of schedule. Everything has been arranged, just waiting for Immortal Master to personally direct it!”

”Thereʼs no other way!” Nine Dust closed his eyes slightly, though unwillingly.

Those so-called plans in his heart paled in comparison to the importance of the Nine Prison Pagoda.

As long as the Nine Prison Pagoda was in his possession, even if he ascended to the higher realms, he could still dominate across the world.

...

Taiʼan City, South Tower!

At that moment, Wei Jiuxian was draped in a coarse black robe, standing on the tower and gazing at the darkened Taiʼan City, his mind swirling with countless thoughts.

After a moment, a mist descended, forming into a black-clad figure who knelt on one knee and respectfully reported, ”Commander, Yang Xiao and his people have completely disappeared, along with the mysterious cultivator who had been hiding in the shadows!” ”Hmm, continue searching!”

Wei Jiuxian didnʼt even turn his head, his tone remained calm.

This development was expected, yet it also surprised him.

The original plan was for Chen Yuan to be brought back.

But then, an unexpected variable appeared.

The mysterious immortal by His Majestyʼs side.

This simple situation had suddenly become complicated.

The mysterious cultivators of the Jiang Kingdom, the ancient mysterious cultivators, all were unpredictable factors.

”There arenʼt many people who could force him to silence, but he ended up being silenced himself. How amusing. But it works out well; it saves me the trouble of slowly leading you to madness!” Wei Jiuxian clasped his hands behind his back and turned to shout towards the stairs, ”Someone, deliver a message to the Desire King for me!”

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Nine Prison Pagoda.

Though it was only human-sized at the moment, the internal world, just the first level alone, far surpassed this mundane world.

Such was the power of a supreme treasure.

In the past, an item like this would have been mere trash to Jian Wushuang.

A simple supreme treasure would drive an ordinary Yan Immortal mad, but a slightly wealthier Great Yan Immortal wouldnʼt care for it.

Yet, this treasure shouldnʼt have appeared in such a mundane world.

To Jian Wushuang, Yan Immortals and Great Yan Immortals were merely transcendents who had escaped the lower-level universes.

In the vastness of space, even in the original universe, Great Yan Immortals were not considered powerful.

But comparing that level of the universe to the present was like comparing the distance between here and the Starry Sky.

It was indeed odd that such a supreme treasure, which could only be nurtured in the original universe, was hidden in a small mundane world.

It was akin to a cultivator at the Divine Aspect Realm facing a Great Yan Immortal.

In the vast first level, the surroundings were as bright as day, with abundant light, yet nothing

could be seen.

This was the law of light.

What appeared to be a field of light was actually the greatest darkness.

There was no difference between pitch-blackness and blinding light.

”Hoo!”

In the white world, the first breath was exhaled, and a phantom figure floated in the air,

aimless, as if lost.

”Is this inside the Nine Prison Pagoda?”

The consciousness suddenly opened its eyes, Thought power controlling the soul, causing the

figure to hover in mid-air.

It was Jian Wushuang!

At this moment, his soul aura had undergone a vast transformation compared to when he was

in the outside world. If any living beings from the outside saw him, they would be too

shocked to speak.

Because a black mist swirled around him, constantly devouring and collapsing, and every bright point of light around him represented a star.

”My soul power has actually increased here?”

Jian Wushuang was equally astonished. He hadnʼt expected that after entering the Nine Prison

Pagoda, his soul power would recover significantly.

Before entering this world, he had only been an avatar, with strength equivalent to a quasi-

Seven Star level.

But now, his soul power had already reached the level of a Dao Lord.

If he wanted to break open this supreme treasure, it wouldnʼt be a problem at all.

Once he left the treasure, if he could maintain this level of soul power, he could ascend

directly in broad daylight, heading to a greater world.

He could even condense a powerful physical body, comparable to a Dao Lordʼs combat power.

However, there was one thing that worried him.

What if his soul power decreased after leaving the Nine Prison Pagoda?

If his soul power were reduced again, returning to the level of Divine Aspect Realm Thought power, it wouldnʼt be able to last long. Moreover, in that small world outside, it would be extremely difficult to condense a matching physical body. Otherwise, no one would have reached the level of ascension for so many years.

After some hesitation, Jian Wushuang decided to search the place first. He still remembered that when he was swallowed in, three puppets had come along with him.

He wasnʼt interested in the other two puppets, but the one refined from space crystals could

be of great help to him.

Perhaps he could use that puppet to separate a portion of his soul power from this place.

The rest of his soul power could then explore this supreme treasure and possibly take control

of it, using it to restore his soul power.

He knew the Nine Prison Pagoda had nine levels. Even the Nine Dust Immortal could only control the first level, and they hadnʼt fully understood it. The subsequent levels might hold

even more surprises.

With his current Dao Lord-level soul power, he could quickly comprehend the first level.

Having made up his mind, Jian Wushuang spread out his Thought power, beginning to search

for the puppet.

But as his Thought power expanded, his eyes filled with disbelief.

”Even with my powerful Thought power, I canʼt fully explore the first level. This supreme treasure is extraordinary, at least a peak-level supreme treasure!”

Jian Wushuangʼs heart stirred, and his soul split apart.

His realm was high; as long as the power was there, all the secret techniques within his

consciousness could be used.

At this moment, he performed a splitting technique of the Devouring Dao.

His body instantly split into countless avatars, each with the strength of a Nine Revolution

Great Yan Immortal.