Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4977 - 4977 Jiang Youxing

4977 Jiang Youxing

After leaving the land of Immortal bones in the Sealess Domain, Jian Wushuang sighed in disappointment.

After consuming a Chaos Origin Sealess Fruit, he did not have any breakthrough in his realm at all.

The supreme fate energy contained in the Dao Fruit was only divided and absorbed by the three Great Dao. It could not break through the realm at all.

In other words, Jian Wushuang could no longer break through. The Yan Immortal realm was his final destiny.

Without an Immortal source, he had no chance of advancing. The highest level he could reach in the future would be the Yan Immortal.

This was undoubtedly fatal. Even if Jian Wushuang could kill a Three Revolutions Grand Immortal or even a Six Revolutions Grand Immortal with his three Great Daos, it did not change the problem of his upper limit.

The highest limit was the Yan Immortal, in the future when facing a Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal, he would only be easily killed.

“Could it be that there is really no way to change this?”

The Dao Fruit that the Immortal Giant Tree bore contained a terrifying amount of fate energy, enough to allow a Yan Immortal to reach the Grand Yan Immortal stage.

It was precisely because of this that Jian Wushuang became even more worried.

He could not believe that he was stuck at the Yan Immortal Stage and could not break through. The Grand Yan Immortal Stage was already within his reach.

Perhaps he saw the disappointment in Jian Wushuang’s eyes, Yan Fan patted his shoulder and said, “This must be the problem with the stupid fruit. I still think highly of you. You will definitely become a Grand Yan Immortal in less than a Hua Year!”

“Back then, it took Jiang Li and I a long time to advance to the Grand Yan Immortal Realm. After all, it’s not that easy.”

Jiang Li raised her eyebrows and smiled. “Yan Fan is right. You’ll reach the Grand Yan Immortal Realm in at most one Hua Year because you’re much better than us.”

Immediately after, Yan Fan stuffed the last Fate Energy Dao Fruit to him. “Today was indeed too rushed. In the future, if there are signs of a breakthrough, eat this fruit. You will definitely be able to break through in one go.”

Looking at the Dao Fruit in his hand that was completely wrapped by the Yan power and did not have any fate energy overflowing, Jian Wushuang felt extremely warm in his heart. Then, he cupped his hands and thanked him solemnly.

“Alright, alright. From now on, you can’t be so polite to us anymore. These are all your duties as a master.” Yan Fan was still smiling as he said, “The most important thing now is to find your friend.”

He nodded, and then the three of them flew towards the Endless Sea.

The so-called Endless Sea was said to be endless. Even Grand Yan Immortals could get lost in it, and the difficulty of finding a Grand Yan Immortal in it could be imagined.

With the perception of the Immortal Giant Tree, it would probably take a long time to find Di Qing.

However, Jian Wushuang still decided to find Di Qing no matter how long it would take. After all, Di Qing was exiled to the Endless Sea because of him.

As they continued forward, the Endless Sea returned to its dead silence and coldness.

Jian Wushuang was thinking about some problems as he moved forward. It had been a long time since he entered the Endless Sea.

Although he had experienced several bloody battles, he still felt that not all Grand Yan Immortals who were trapped in the Endless Sea did not seem to be as evil as he had imagined. It could even be said that it was impossible for him to be exiled.

This was especially true for the two sword Immortals, Jiang Li and Yan Fan, as well as the Vast Moon Immortal Lord and Cang Ting Immortal Lord of the Gui Yue Immortal Palace, as well as a white-robed Great Yan Immortal. They did not have bloodthirsty ruthlessness on them, only purity.

These supreme experts who had transcended the true shackles and could even compete for the fate of the Emperors were now exiled to the Endless Sea.

Jian Wushuang guessed that it was highly possible that Zhen Wuyang had led the exiles after he ascended to the position of Emperor.

Just as he could not help but want to ask some questions, a murderous intent suddenly swept across the Endless Sea in the distance.

Yan Fan frowned. “They’re really a bunch of damn fellows. Has the Endless Sea become so chaotic while I’m asleep?”

“You’ve slept for so many years. This place is more chaotic than you think.”

“Then we might as well kill them all. Out of sight, out of mind,” he said again, his hand already quietly grasping the hilt of his sword at his waist.

In just a short moment, the murderous aura swept over.

A total of 20 figures were like pitch-black flowing lights.

These figures were all chasing after the figure at the front.

A moment later, a voice that was almost scared out of his wits came from afar. “Hero in front, save me!”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes narrowed slightly and he had already gathered a majestic Yan power in his palm.

As the voice rang out, a skinny figure wearing a sloppy Taoist robe appeared behind Jian Wushuang in an instant and then disappeared mysteriously.

The remaining 20-plus figures surrounded by terrifying Yan power stopped in front of them. Each of them was a Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal!

“Hand over the evil thief!” The leader of the Grand Yan Immortals said coldly. He released his Yan power and surrounded Jian Wushuang and the other two. “If you don’t hand him over, don’t blame us for being rude.”

Jian Wushuang shook his head and sighed. He did not say anything else.

If these Grand Yan Immortals had asked nicely in the beginning, they might really know the whereabouts of that fellow. But now, what awaited them was only death.

Yan Fan did not even bother to pull out his sword. He waved his hand casually, and hundreds of powerful Sword Intents surged out and shredded them into pieces.

From the moment he opened his mouth to the moment he was crushed into minced meat, it only took a few breaths.

After the Sword Intent returned to one, Yan Fan said coldly, “So noisy.”

His decisiveness in dealing with enemies or potential disadvantages was far beyond Jian Wushuang’s imagination.

However, the strongest person who could survive until now in that ancient era probably no longer had a soft heart.

He waved his hand and crushed more than 20 Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals into powder. Yan Fan then looked at Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang said coldly, “If you continue to hide, you won’t end up better than them.”

After a moment of silence, a voice that could not suppress its fear suddenly sounded.

“Please spare my life, Immortal Lords. I, Jiang Youxing, would like to thank you for your kindness…”

The space rippled and the figure that had disappeared knelt in front of Jian Wushuang. He prostrated himself and trembled.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang, who had already had the intention to kill, did not flare up. Instead, he said coldly, “Why did you lure trouble to us? Aren’t you afraid that we will kill you as well?”