Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5973: Turning to Ashes



Upon hearing that it was an ancient existence, Jian Wushuang perked up immediately.

In truth, Jian Wushuang had only recently met Wu Zuo.

But helping to repair a treasure was no issue at all.

After some small talk, the two sat down and began recounting their experiences over the years.

Wu Zuo was quite familiar with Jian Wushuang's affairs, despite only spanning three epochs, they were quite eventful, yet quickly recounted.

However, Wu Zuo had spent millions of epochs cultivating alongside Realm King, encountering far more events.

For instance, Jian Wushuang had encountered Fan Tianfeng and Zhen Wuyang.

Wu Zuo, on the other hand, had encountered nearly everyone.

Except for Hu Qing.

He knew where everyone else was located.

"Hu Qing should be in the Ancient Moon Ruins!" Jian Wushuang provided the answer, recalling Hu Qing's warning not to go there.

Now, however, it seemed necessary.

Upon hearing about the Ancient Moon Ruins, Wu Zuo's expression darkened, exclaiming, "How could it be in the Ancient Moon Ruins? It has become a death trap, turned to ashes not long ago!"

"What!" Jian Wushuang exclaimed in surprise, "Turned to ashes? When did this happen?"

It was at the moment Danbao ascended to godhood that the Ancient Moon Ruins turned to ashes.

This was news to Jian Wushuang.

He felt a twinge of worry for Hu Qing.

Seeing Jian Wushuang's troubled expression, Wu Zuo quickly changed the subject, mentioning Fan Tianfeng's demise.

She had fallen, along with that Flame God.

Hearing this news, Jian Wushuang wasn't surprised, but the demise of the Flame God's main body intrigued him.

But as Realm King had said, the power of the Origin Source in the Original Universe was weak, yet it possessed the strength of peak Eighth Tribulation realm and above.

Killing the Flame God was quite normal.

Even from such a distance, it could be done in a single strike.

The strength of the Flame God made it difficult even for the top of the Eighth Tribulation realm.

Having a divine power of around 5 million was already quite remarkable.

"I advised her back then, but she was too stubborn!" Jian Wushuang sighed, taking a sip of

wine.

Pouring himself a drink, Wu Zuo spoke up, "Actually, if it weren't for that old man Realm King holding me back, I might have returned long ago!"

When the topic shifted to the Qishen Temple, their expressions changed.

Jian Wushuang was fine, just feeling that three epochs had passed.

But Wu Zuo had endured a million epochs.

From an Emperor to stepping into the Seventh Tribulation, his longing for the Qishen Temple had grown stronger.

This made him even more loyal to the Qishen Temple.

Knowing that Zhen Wuyang couldn't bear to leave his wife and children, choosing to stay in the universe of the Wanliu Divine Treeforever, Wu Zuo cursed Zhen Wuyang.

"Well, he's just a Fifth Tribulation cultivator with limited abilities. Perhaps he saw the gap between us back then and chose to stay, knowing that returning would not benefit him!" Wu Zuo reasoned.

Zhen Wuyang was once his benefactor; it wouldn't hurt to speak a good word for him. "Hmph, let's not talk about him anymore!" Wu Zuo smacked his lips and wiped his mouth, then turned to Jian Wushuang.

"Brother Wushuang, now that you've reached the Universe Master at the Sixth Tribulation, how's your divine power?"

They had arrived in the Ancient Moon Spacetime.

Both had embarked on the cultivation of divine power.

In fact, most in the Northern Spacetime were cultivating divine power.

Very few were cultivating the Origin Source.

So, when they discussed their combat strength, it naturally revolved around divine power.

"My basic divine power isn't much at the moment, only 1.5 million!" Jian Wushuang confidently reported his basic divine power.

With a base divine power of 1.5 million, that was the standard for the Seventh Tribulation Realm.

But when the well-traveled Wu Zuo heard this, he felt somewhat disappointed. "That's indeed not much!"

Seeing the slight disdain from the other party, Jian Wushuang immediately felt a surge of

temper.

"Wanna try?" he challenged, tilting his head to indicate a nearby martial arena.

It was one he had personally constructed, incredibly sturdy.

"Let's give it a shot!" Wu Zuo's hands were itching for a challenge.

Although Jian Wushuang mentioned his base divine power was only 1.5 million, he didn't mention his explosive potential!

The reason Wu Zuo felt disappointed was that the impact Jian Wushuang had given him back then was too powerful.

Even as an Emperor, Jian Wushuang's divine power could surge to over 100,000.

For a Universe Master in the Sixth Tribulation, the baseline should be at least 2 million!

Before, when Wu Zuo could contend with Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang was just a Dao Lord and couldn't bully a junior.

Later, as they both reached higher levels, Wu Zuo found himself completely outmatched.

Now, he had finally caught up to Jian Wushuang's pace, even surpassing him.

Reaching the level of a Seventh Tribulation Universe Master.

Moreover, he had cultivated to the pinnacle of Realm King's secret technique, enabling him to integrate his own Dao Arena into his body.

Like Jian Wushuang, before reaching the Eighth Tribulation, he could bring his own Origin

Source Universe with him.

In simple terms, it meant placing the Origin Source Universe within his divine body.

Although Wu Zuo was only a Seventh Tribulation Universe Master, he could rival top Eighth Tribulation experts with his Dao Arena.

Ordinary Seventh Tribulation Universe Masters could match typical Eighth Tribulation

experts with their Dao Arenas.

As a direct disciple of Realm King, Wu Zuo's strength naturally surpassed that of ordinary Seventh Tribulation Universe Masters.

"Please!" Jian Wushuang waved his hand, and both of them flickered into the martial arena.

The space shifted.

"What kind of battlefield do you want?" Jian Wushuang asked.

Wu Zuo hesitated for a moment and said, "A desert!"

Whoosh!

The martial arena instantly transformed into an endless desert.

"Is this okay?" Wu Zuo was astonished.

Jian Wushuang, just to show off, replied casually, "Of course!"

The two faced each other from a distance.

Their divine powers remained unmoved.

Neither of them rushed to unleash it.

Swish!

Wu Zuo made the first move.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Jian Wushuang, striking out with a palm.

The entire desert trembled.

Sand and gravel swept up, covering the sky, like doomsday.

Jian Wushuang didn't evade; the clash of divine powers was what they were here for.

Otherwise, where would be the fun?

But after taking this palm, he regretted it somewhat.

"Base divine power, up to 2.5 million. Brother Wu Zuo, not bad!" Jian Wushuang exclaimed in

surprise, inwardly noting, "No wonder he's so arrogant; his base divine power is over 2

million!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Zuo, while attacking, modestly replied, "It's nothing special, just a

million more than yours!"

"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang chuckled lightly, and a dark battle armor appeared on him.

His divine power instantly increased by 500,000.

This was the Tribulation Armor!

With the crazily operating Tribulation Armor, he gained an additional 500,000 base divine

power.

He instantly rose to another level and actively punched towards Wu Zuo's chest.

Caught off guard, Wu Zuo adopted a defensive stance, unleashing countless light waves

toward Jian Wushuang's face.

Each light wave could slay ordinary Seventh Tribulation Scattered Tribulation experts.

Jian Wushuang had to retreat.

But as he distanced himself, Wu Zuo was relentless, continuously bombarding Jian Wushuang

with light waves from both hands.

Explosions resounded, shaking the entire desert.

With a low roar, Wu Zuo unleashed millions of attacks every moment, continuing for a full

stick of incense before finally stopping.

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