Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4966 - 4966 New Masters Accompanying

4966 New Masters Accompanying

The strange and mysterious light disappeared. After a while, Yan Fan dared to move.

“Darling, do you know who made the move just now? I think that in this Endless Sea, there are no more than a handful of people who can trigger that terrifying power just now.”

“No.” Jiang Li shook her head. “We’ve been sleeping in the Blood Sea for too long. We don’t know who else will come here.”

“That’s really strange. Fortunately, us husband and wife have always been cutting the weeds and removing the roots. There’s no Immortal under the sword, so there won’t be any opponents who will make things difficult for us.”

Yan Fan scratched his head and sighed in relief when he saw that Jian Wushuang was safe and sound. “It’s good that Disciple is fine. Otherwise, I’ll lose my life.”

Jiang Li rolled his eyes at him. “Idiot, if you had finished the battle quickly, you wouldn’t have caused so much trouble. In the future, you better get rid of your long-winded habit.”

“That’s not long-winded. It’s called attacking the heart, okay? The best way to kill an enemy is to attack the heart…” Yan Fan spoke with assurance.

Jian Wushuang slowly recovered from his shock as he watched them bicker. Then, he put his hand into his pocket as if he was ready to die.

When his finger touched the Black Bead, there was no terrifying suction force as he had imagined. There was only a warm and cool feeling, as if it had never been awakened.

“How strange. How did this Black Bead wake up?” Jian Wushuang pondered.

But soon, Yan Fan, who was walking over, interrupted his train of thought. “Disciple, what are you going to do next? I want to hear your thoughts.”

Jian Wushuang withdrew his thoughts and smiled bitterly in his heart when he heard Yan Fan’s words. He did not stop him.

“I came here to find a friend. Next, I’ll continue my search.”

Yan Fan continued to smile when he heard that. “Then, we’ll protect you on the way.”

“Yes.” Jiang Li nodded. “With us by your side, there won’t be any Yan Immortals threatening you in the Endless Sea.”

“Uh, this is not very good…” Jian Wushuang scratched his head and did not know how to refuse.

“It’s only right and proper for a Master to protect his Disciple. What’s there to be good about?” Yan Fan laughed and flew forward with Jian Wushuang in his arms.

Jiang Li raised her eyebrows and smiled as if she was satisfied with her husband’s domineering attitude. Then, she followed them.

From this, a magical scene could be seen.

Two Sword Immortals were crossing the Endless Sea, one in front and one behind. In the middle was a trembling little Yan Immortal.

Almost at the same time as they left the Heavenly Continent, a figure slowly walked out of the shattered Heavenly Palace.

This figure was the young man who was killed by Jian Wushuang with a single strike. He was also the Prince who was trapped in the Heavenly Continent.

He slowly walked on the Heavenly Continent that had already become ruins. His expression was neither sad nor happy, as if everything here did not belong to him.

In the end, he walked to the center of the battlefield and spread his arms.

Suddenly, a unique energy fluctuation began to gather in the void.

As the energy fluctuations continued to gather, the originally shattered void began to change.

One after another, brilliant rays of light that looked like tiny stars began to appear, and then quickly interweaved and linked together.

As the starlight interweaved, an Immortal Source which was shattered appeared again!

That was Bian Ziyuan!

Thousands of flowing clouds and water ripples flowed slowly. Bian Ziyuan, who was completely naked, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

“Ah!”

An indescribable force filled the entire void, and lightning snakes shuttled through the clouds.

In the end, when his figure was completely condensed, the young man retracted his arms. His face was so pale that it was devoid of blood.

The boundless power finally dissipated, and Bian Ziyuan’s figure landed heavily on the ground.

“Wu Shuang, I want your life!” At the same time, he punched the surrounding plane into a deep pit.

The young man slowly walked in front of him and squatted down. “He can’t die now. Whether we can leave this place or not depends on him.”

…

Jian Wushuang, who had left the broken Heavenly Continent Plane and crossed the Endless Sea, felt as if everything was a dream.

The treacherous Heavenly Continent Plane and the dangerous and terrifying Blood River had all become a thing of the past.

Now, he had left safely and suddenly had two Masters.

From the brief conversation, Jian Wushuang knew that Jiang Li and Yan Fan had probably reached the terrifying height of Sword Immortal before Zhen Wuyang became an Emperor.

And from their control of Sword Intent and the Yan power that they inadvertently revealed, they were probably at least at the Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal level.

With the protection of these two terrifying fierce gods, Jian Wushuang would have been able to do whatever he wanted in the Endless Sea if he had not met a real Emperor.

Moreover, he had not forgotten that there was an Emperor with a complete True Body in the ring in his hand.

Yan Fan, who was walking at the front, spoke while they were traveling at high speed.

“Disciple, do you know where the old friend you are looking for is?”

Jian Wushuang shook his head, “I don’t know. I don’t have any clues.”

Jiang Li frowned and said, “That’s troublesome. The Endless Sea is called the Endless Sea because it has no end.”

“Moreover, once you cross the sea surface for too long, you will get lost, if your friend did not have Six Revolutions strength, he would have already gotten lost.”

Jian Wushuang was worried. Although Di Qing was a Nine Revolution Grand Yan Immortal, he was already at the end of his rope after that battle. Even though he was exiled, his Immortal body was far from recovering.

However, Di Qing still had seven True Lives. Even if he was stranded in the Endless Sea, he would not die directly.

Then, Yan Fan continued, “My dear Disciple, may I ask how long your old friend has been exiled? If it’s less than a Hua Year, it might still be possible to find him.”

Jian Wushuang replied, “Less than a year.”

“W-what? Only a Year?” Yan Fan and Jiang Li were both shocked.

To the endless lifespan of a Yan Immortal, a year’s time was not even enough for a breath’s time.

“That’s right, it’s not more than a year,” he confirmed again.

Yan Fan seemed to be thinking about something. Finally, he said, “If it’s less than a year, it’s possible to find him.”

“You mean, to that place?” Jiang Li frowned.

He nodded. “In this situation, we can only go there and try our luck.”