Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5173: Brother Wushuang, It’s Too Much!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Boom!

Lo Hao’s speed suddenly increased, his body clad in dazzling black armor, emitting a black light that made him even faster.

In the top 1,000, his strength was at the bottom. He didn’t have the courage to compete on the mainland, so he could only hunt down some ordinary Perfected Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals in the mountains to maintain his ranking.

Although this adventure was risky, it was still within his control. If he didn’t take a chance, it would be hard to maintain his position in the top 1,000. If he hadn’t come back empty-handed this time, he would have made up his mind to compete on the mainland.

The top 1,000 had the bestowal of the Qishen, allowing them to comprehend the Qishen Great Dao. This was a tremendous help to him on his path. Even though he was on the edge of merging with the Dao, he had no clue whatsoever. To succeed, he could only rely on gambling. Instead of gambling during the Dao fusion, it was better to go crazy in the Qishen Temple. At least in the top 1,000 of the Original Universe, he had the strength to hold his ground.

A black shining figure tore through the sky, heading straight for Jian Wushuang.

If it were outside, such speed would have already torn through the void. But on the Original Universe, the space was incredibly stable, even stronger than some Patriarchs’ Dao Arenas. If it were any weaker, after a few major battles, the Original Universe would have been shattered.

Jian Wushuang’s eyes shifted until a visible black shining figure came through the air, then he started fleeing!

“It looks like he took the bait!”

At this moment, the gorge where the formation had been set in advance was getting closer and closer. It would only take the time for an incense stick to burn to reach it!

Buzz!

A ripple in the void gradually emerged. Under a certain mountain peak, a young man with a tall crown and dressed in imDerial robes slowlv walked out of a

cave. His eyes emitted a golden light, making him incredibly noble.

“Finally, my divine body is restored. Although it cost me half of my treasures, it was worth it!” The man with the high crown casually took out his identity token. His name, which was originally ranked 97th, after a few fluctuations, settled at rank 562.

“Hiding for a year, and I’ve dropped to the 500 range. It’s truly intense!” With a flicker of his figure, he left the mountains.

This wasn’t his battlefield. Now that his strength had recovered, he needed to go to the main battlefield on the continent. That’s where he could earn real achievements. Killing a 1,000 expert would yield a substantial amount of credit. Of course, the danger was commensurate, but true experts never feared danger.

“Hmm?” The man in the Emperor’s robe sneered slightly. His eyes, piercing through the void, spotted Jian Wushuang charging straight at him.

This was unexpected. He had just restored his divine body, and as soon as he stepped out, he encountered a fat opportunity. It seemed the opponent’s strength was not weak.

He slightly retreated, striking out with a fist toward Jian Wushuang. A tremendous fist shadow erupted, sweeping across countless mountains. For a moment, boulders tumbled down in succession.

In the depths of the ravine, Hu Qing abruptly opened his eyes. The immense aura caused ripples in the array formations.

“Wushuang, you’re pushing yourself too hard!” He sighed and stabilized the formations again, calmly awaiting the upcoming fierce battle.

However, he didn’t know that the aura had already exceeded Jian Wushuang’s control.

“Almost there, we’re about to reach!” Jian Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief. The gorge was in sight. With the large array there and his collaboration with Hu Qing, they had no fear of the Prince, Luo Hao.

“What’s going on here?”

Without waiting for Jian Wushuang to see clearly what was happening in front of him, a massive fist shadow crashed into his body.

Boom!

The deliberately charged punch, a supreme technique of an Emperor, belonged to a young man with an incredibly powerful background. While he wasn’t a Prince of any specific power, he was a son of a powerful Emperor.

In this world, he wasn’t just a Prince; he was an Emperor!

His father had even allocated him 30 percent of the territory to govern. This territory encompassed one-third of a high-grade world, larger than even a middle-grade world. Within his sphere of influence, even Emperors respectfully called him “Your Majesty, the God Emperor.”

But in this primitive planet, where strength surpassed background, even though his father was a Ruler, he had almost been killed on the spot. Only by sacrificing a transcendent innate treasure did he manage to escape death.

Jian Wushuang was sent flying millions of miles backward by the force of the punch, even passing by the pursuing Luo Hao.

“What does this mean?” Luo Hao was puzzled. No matter how audacious the other party was, he hadn’t expected them to be audacious enough to fly past him and mock him.

But before he could erupt in anger, he felt a powerful aura approaching, tearing through the air.

“He’s not dead!” The Emperor youth, after glancing at Jian Wushuang, turned his gaze toward Luo Hao. His voice trembled as he said, “A kid from the Daluo Realm! Very good, very good indeed.”

At this moment, he no longer cared about Jian Wushuang, who had been sent flying by a single punch. Instead, he looked at Luo Hao with great interest.

In the main continent, he had been severely injured and nearly killed. The son of the Daluo Realm had even taken the opportunity to ambush him. He remembered the background of the other party, originating from a high-grade world in the Daluoo Realm, not inferior to their Tiansuo Realm.

Luo Hao also realized what was happening, but it was already too late to escape. He couldn’t fathom how such a powerful being had appeared in this place.

“You are God-Emperor MO Long!” Luo Hao’s battle spirit was high, even though he knew the opponent was a peak powerhouse, the son of an Emperor, and possessed various treasures.

“Kid, today you will die. Blame it on the other Princes of your Daluo Realm!” God -Emperor MO Long said coldly.

If it weren’t for that Prince of the Daluo Realm ambushing him, he wouldn’t have been so severely injured. Now, just the rapid recovery of his divine body had cost him half of his treasures.

His countless years of accumulation, combined with the various treasures bestowed upon him by his father, made his total worth comparable to some tier 3 Emperors. It took half the treasures of a tier 3 Emperor just to restore his divine body. One could imagine how severe his injuries were.

He had almost fallen into a deep slumber. If he hadn’t used treasures to repair his divine body, relying solely on cultivation to recover would have taken several chaos cycles. With a single mishap, his divine body might have collapsed and he would have perished.

Now, after a year, he had restored his peak divine body. One could imagine how many treasures he had spent.

He would definitely settle this account. If he didn’t make it into the top ten this time, his trip here would be considered a loss.

Even if he made it into the top 10, the treasures bestowed by the Qishen Temple wouldn’t be too many. Understanding the usefulness of the Qishen Great Dao for him was more significant.

It was all because of that Prince from the Daluo Realm. At a critical moment, he ambushed him. In the chaotic battle of peak powerhouses, it was like a group of hungry beasts fighting each other. Whoever weakened first became the prey. Only by maintaining peak combat power could one have dominance.

Once someone’s aura weakened, other powerhouses were like sharks smelling blood, instantly pouncing on their prey.

God -Emperor MO Long, well aware of this, blamed everything on that Prince from the Daluoo Realm. Now, just as he had restored his strength, he encountered Luo Hao, one of the ten Princes of the Daluo Realm..