Legend of Swordsman

Translator: Endless?antasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

With a reluctant roar, Emperor Dongyan fell completely.

This being, one of the top three in the 3,000 Great Worlds, had fallen. Emperor Dongyan followed the Yan Transformation Dao, and he was not inclined towards battle, and therefoore lacked avatars. This time, his fall was genuine.

In the Buddhist Realm, due to their shared celestial origins, Dongyan’s knowledge of tier 4 Emperors was limited.

The original universe was vast, yet tier 3 Emperors were still scarce. Now, within the time it takes for a joss stick to burn, one had fallen.

The emergence of the Qishen Temple marked the beginning of a great era. This era would become a pivotal point for the entire original universe.

“Virtuous! ”

Tongtian Buddha clasped his hands together, chanting silently, guiding Dongyan’s departed soul.

“Daogong, hurry and break the formation,” Liu Ya urged, suppressing his inner agitation!

Once the formation broke, he would unleash a massacre, channeling the accumulated rage of millions of years. He aimed to turn the Great Desolate

Wilderness into a battlefield, slaughtering all those who dared to spy on the

Qishen Temple.

A majestic Dao descended from the heavens, the fall of an Emperor enhancing his Dead Spirit Formation.

If he suppressed a tier 4 Emperor, his power would increase.

Liu Ya clenched his left hand into the void, and a wave of Death Qi instantly pervaded the entire space.

Feng MO, who had been constantly oppressed, seemed to be afraid. Without waiting for Daogong to break the formation, he shattered the Yan Divine Array himself.

He wanted to escape!

Zhen Wuyang is useless, he couldn’t stop Liu Ya! Tongtian Buddha emained inactive in the void above, and Donglin went to protect those useless beings, refusing to act. Liu Ya now began to suspect if this group had conspired against him.

“Feng MO, don’t!” Zhen Wuyang shouted angrily. Once the formation broke, their deaths would come faster. If the void was unsealed, not only could they teleport, but Liu Ya could too!

“What a fool!” Zhen muttered under his breath. The situation was beyond salvage now. He didn’t care if he faced this alone, but the others would suffer. The Buddhist Realm had deployed all its forces, and now that Dongyan had fallen, even more might perish soon.

Donglin felt a twitch in his eyelids. If he didn’t act now, the subordinates he brought with him might all die in the Great Desolate Wilderness.

At this moment, he had no choice but to take action!

“Liu Ya, your opponent is me!” Donglin, flashed a purple light in his forehead, and six purple rhombus- shaped crystals appeared behind him.

Whoosh!

A massive white stone throne appeared beneath Donglin, stabilizing him. The purple rhombus- shaped crystals instantly flew into the divine throne.

This he obtained from a relic in the River of Time and Space, a Purple Crystal Throne left behind by an ancient civilization.

Boom!

A violet light shot out from above the throne, so swift that the Liu Ya had no chance to resist. The purple light pierced through the Dead Spirit Formation controlled by Liu Ya. Relentless, it created six holes exuding deathly aura on the necromantic formation.

Even the body condensed by the countless Grand Yan Immortals was instantly shattered by the violet light. Liu Ya was momentarily stunned, but with his endless vital energy, it meant nothing. The holes were instantly sealed, and he moved even faster. Before Feng MO could teleport, Liu Ya grabbed him.

“Feng MO, where do you think you’re going?” Liu Ya sneered and then exerted force.

Whoosh!

Feng MO, caught by him, turned into a black smoke and disappeared.

“What is this?” Liu Ya was astonished. The Great Desolate Wilderness was his territory; yet, Feng MO managed to switch bodies right under his nose. The entity he had captured was just an energy clone.

Realizing he had been tricked, Liu Ya roared in anger and vanished from the spot. He had lost the time to pursue Feng MO, whom he had momentarily stunned. Now he had to deal with the weaker Emperors.

“Scatter and escape!” Donglin roared.

He had the most followers, but most of the Emperors from the Buddhistic Realms had duplicates. If they died, they would lose at most a physical body and some treasures. His subordinates didn’t have many duplicates; if they died, they were truly gone.

Donglin Realm was one of the rare high- grade worlds, but its heritage wasn’t as strong as other high-grade worlds. He was the only fourth-tier Emperor in the Donglin Realm, and he had only a few third-tier Emperors under him. Originally, when the Qishen Temple appeared, he didn’t want to bring too many Emperors with him. But these Emperors were eager to advance further; he couldn’t stop them.

After all, before the Great Dao, the strong would always contend!

In such a great opportunity, who would give up?

Who would abandon it because of danger? If they feared death, they would not have stood out among the countless experts of the Grand Yan Immortal stage.

“No one can escape!” The figure of Liu Ya appeared behind many Emperors, and a death scythe appeared in his hand.

Swish!

Even teleportation required a brief moment in the world. In this extremely short time, Liu Ya swung the scythe in his hand, and several Emperors instantly fell.

Some quick-witted Emperors left only half of their bodies; the other halves appeared in another place in the vast Great Desolate Wilderness.

The scythe of annihilation emitted a desolate aura; anything it touched would be devoured of life.

The Emperors whose heads were severed screamed and fell amidst their lamentation and unwillingness.

Niany remaining Emperors had already teleported away. The Emperors of the Heaven-Reaching Buddhist Realm had no choice but to hide within the Thousand Treasures Kasaya.

Wuliang Buddha cast a final glance at the Qishen Temple and then disappeared within the Thousand Treasures Kasaya.

He had fought against Tongtian Buddha for countless years. Now he understood that if Tongtian wanted him dead, he would have died long ago.

The eyes of the Emperor Donglin were bloodshot. Among the fallen Emperors were his disciples and clan members; they were all dead now.

Daogong, who had already distanced himself, stood in his way. Donglin couldn’t save the others even if he wanted to.

“Don’t even think about attacking; it’s better for both of us this way!” Daogong squinted his eyes and sneered.

They had won this great battle decisively!

Tongtian Buddha above the void descended slowly and came before everyone.

“Let’s talk!” Tongtian Buddha put away the Thousand Treasures Kasaya surrounding the Qishen Temple and smiled faintly.

“Talk?” Daogong also squinted his eyes.

“Yes, talk!” Tongtian Buddha’s voice was firm. Zhen Wuyang stood at the outermost periphery.

Talk?

If there was something to talk about, these old folks wouldn’t be dead. Even if they wanted to talk and settle things, they wouldn’t talk to him.

The grudges were too deep; there was no room for negotiation anymore.

“State your conditions!” Daogong said casually!

At this moment, with the reversal of the offensive, the negotiating power was in his hands.

Although Liu Ya was the strongest force and the Dao Ancestor of this realm, the Emperors in the Qishen Temple had pushed Daogong forward to represent them. Now, Liu Ya could only stand aside and let Daogong negotiate.

Tongtian Buddha glanced at Zhen Wuyang in the distance and then looked at Donglin.

“Let’s deal with him first!” Tongtian Buddha’s face carried a smile, and he pointed lightly.

Emperor Donglin’s face turned pale, and then he became furious. “Tongtian have you gone mad? Are you teaming up with them to attack me?” Even in the distance, Zhen Wuyang was stunned. He thought, what is

Tongtian up to?