Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5098 Gathering in the Heavenly Court

Jian Wushuang nodded eagerly, "Please, Immortal Lord, act swiftly to eliminate this evil creature. It's truly too terrifying and otherworldly. To prevent any future troubles, let's take action right away."

"Eliminate it? I cannot kill it. I must capture it alive and hand it over to the Emperor for judgment," Immortal Lord Zhen Yao decided firmly, then turned his gaze back to the figure in the black robe.

"You're confused, utterly confused," Jian Wushuang shook his head to signal his disagreement, but he could not attract the attention of the Elders.

Facing the figure in the black robe, the ten Ancient Elders who had emerged from the Heavenly Court each released their unique auras.

These ten Elders from the Ancient Era were all Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals, and their boundless fate energy directly formed an unparalleled aura within the void of nothingness!

Such fate energy had surpassed comprehension, and even the Grand Yan immortals were like dust in the face of this unparalleled fate energy.

"Emperor's fate energy?" Jian Wushuang was slightly stunned as he looked at the overwhelming aura. It didn't take him long to realize this.

The reason this unparalleled fate energy was so terrifying was because it contained the Emperor's fate energy.

The Emperor's fate energy was an unparalleled existence, flowing invisibly throughout all things, and only the Emperor could control it.

As Immortal Lords who had followed the Emperor since the Ancient Era, although these Elder Immortal Lords couldn't control the Emperor's fate energy, they had been naturally nurtured by it due to their constant proximity to the Emperor.

After countless years, the fate energy of these Elder immortal lords had naturally absorbed some traces of the Emperor's fate energy.

Under this unparalleled fate energy, all the Immortals trembled.

A fate energy that could challenge the Heavenly Dao was being born, transforming into tendrils that coiled around the figure in the black robe.

It could be foreseen that once the battle began, it would be even more brutal and terrifying.

Jian Wushuang swallowed hard, subconsciously adjusting his position. If a battle broke out, he was bound tightly like a zongzi and had no chance of escaping.

"Foul creature, surrender!" Immortal Lord Zhen Yao proclaimed loudly, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Under the boundless and unparalleled fate energy, the figure in the black robe slowly revived, as if he had quickly adapted to this suppression.

Afterward, from beneath the spacious hood, two dark purple rays suddenly burst forth!

"Seeking death!" Immortal Lord Zhen Yao erupted in anger and directly waved his hand to suppress.

A void tremor accompanied his action, and the other nine Elder Immortal Lords also joined in, striking simultaneously.

Ten colossal palm strikes, each containing unparalleled intent, descended.

enigmatic and solitary, made no attempt to flee.

He slowly raised his head, and then with his arms raised as if supporting the heavens, he chose to confront them head-on.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At that moment, even the boundless void quaked to an indescribable degree. Jian Wushuang and the others were sent flying by the shockwaves, retreating tens of thousands of zhang.

The boundless and supreme aura of destiny momentarily dimmed, and the tendrils formed from the fate energy shattered.

"Hmm?"

All the Elder Immortal Lords voiced their doubts, and after exchanging glances, they fixed their gazes on the black-robed figure.

Beneath the boundless fate energy, the ten colossal palm prints, filled with unparalleled intent, did not descend but were instead caught head-on by the black robe.

There were faint golden strands of destiny swirling within the ten colossal palms, and they cracked open, revealing wisps of misty dark purple radiance.

Immortal Lord Zhen Yao's gaze turned solemn. He looked at the other nine Elder Immortal Lords and then repeatedly formed hand seals before fiercely striking out at the figure in the black robe.

The nine Elder Immortal Lords did not hesitate either; they too formed hand seals and struck.

The previously heavily cracked ten colossal palm prints, as if receiving some kind of blessing, instantly repaired their cracks and emitted dazzling golden brilliance.

Under the pressure of the ten colossal palms, the black-robed figure's arms, raised as if to support the heavens, could not bear the weight and shattered instantly. His body was crushed as well.

Facing these ten immense palm strikes, the figure in the black robe, Immortal Lord Zhen Yao spoke in a deep voice, "Everyone, ease up. We want him alive."

The nine Elder Immortal Lords simultaneously eased their efforts and stood with their hands behind their backs.

Then, Zhen Yao leaped into the very center of the boundless aura of fate energy.

With his arms shattered, the black-robed figure knelt on the ground, enduring the terrifying pressure brought by the aura of destiny.

He furrowed his brow and said, "Who are you? Why are you intent on destroying the Great Mi Heaven?"

The black-robed figure remained silent, only slowly lifting his head, two cold rays shooting out from under the spacious hood.

Immortal Lord Zhen Yao felt a slight shock in his heart; with his cultivation level, he could not discern the face beneath the black robe.

"One who gazes upon the Secret Text shall perish."

It was the same sentence again, repeated by the black-robed figure, and then he fell into silence.

"Who dares to pry into the Secret Text?" Zhen Yao continued to inquire, but no matter how he asked, the figure in the black-robed figure remained silent.

Subconsciously, he turned and looked towards Jian Wushuang, who was tens of millions of feet away.

Jian Wushuang struggled to break free from the Chains of the Heavenly Dao Order that bound him. When he felt the gaze upon him, he quickly composed himself and continued to meditate, focusing on his breathing and inner thoughts.

'It must be this kid who caused trouble!' Zhen Yao pondered inwardly, then set aside these questions for the moment.

As he watched the black-robed figure that could even contend with ten Elder Immortal Lords, Zhen Yao showed no signs of arrogance. He raised his arm, and boundless fate energy began to gather into chains.

There were a total of ten chains, each one formed from the fate energy of an Elder Immortal Lord, collectively binding the black-robed figure.

Then, Immortal Lord Zhen Yao took out a small cauldron from his waist and directly absorbed the black-robed figure into it.

After completing all of this, the void returned to its ultimate state of silence and nothingness.

After glancing back at Jian Wushuang, Immortal Lord Zhen Yao turned his gaze forward.

"Back to the Heavenly Court."

...

Immortal clouds enveloped the area, and the essence of life flowed and ascended.

The purest essence of life, so pure that it had turned into a liquid, converged into a torrential waterfall flowing in the sky canyon of the Immortal mountain.

Cycling endlessly, it was an unparalleled Celestial Realm that could not be described or directly observed!

Hidden amidst the ethereal clouds and mist, the SkySide Cloud Platform had not been visited by a Yan Immortal for millions of years, making it one of the more secluded places in the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, on the SkySide Cloud Platform, surrounded by the Chains of the Heavenly Dao, Jian Wushuang, who was tied up like a dumpling, said helplessly, "What are you guys talking about? I have no idea what you're saying."

"Are you really clueless?" Immortal Lord Zhen Yao squatted in front of him, speaking with a smirk.

Jian Wushuang firmly replied, "I really don't know anything. Even if you throw me into the Endless Sea, I still won't know what happened. Asking me again won't yield any results."

"Kid, even at this point, you won't speak up? Do you really want the Emperor to personally intervene?" an Elder Immortal with black eyebrows and white beard couldn't help but persuade, "Come clean as soon as possible. You must understand that destroying the Heavenly Realm to that extent will have unimaginable consequences."

Jian Wushuang hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't destroy the Great Mi Heaven. You all saw who did it; you can confront that guy."

"You!!" The Elder Immortal with black eyebrows and white beard was momentarily at a loss for words, his anger almost rendering him speechless.