97影视

The peach blossoms were still the same, and the little peach tree spirit from back then had already become graceful and graceful.

The two people under the tree seemed to never know fatigue, and even the peach branches on the peach tree were almost completely bent.

‘Stop fighting already. If you keep fighting, I’m going to lose all my hair.’ This became the peach tree spirit’s catchphrase, but it did not seem to be of much use.

The broken branches had already piled up into two small mountains.

One of them was a figure in plain clothes. His Sword Dao had changed from the restraint and subtlety of hundreds of thousands of years. It was like a sharp Extinctive Sword. Every attack was extremely sharp.

The other black-robed figure’s Sword Daoo had also changed from its bold and unconstrained style from more than a hundred thousand years ago. It was like a treasured sword hidden in a box. Every attack became as slow and heavy as water.

They were already learning from each other!

When the black-robed figure’s final sword strike forced the other figure back, and just like that the 100,000 years Dao discussion finally came to a halt.

“I’m done, I’m tired.” Ding Baiyi stretched his body and threw the branch to Jian Wushuang. Then, he jumped up and lay on the roof of the divine pavilion again.

Jian Wushuang smiled and threw the branch to the peach Immortal. Then, he also jumped onto the roof.

Looking at the clouds in front of him, he asked, “Why did you want to kill me in the first place?”

“It’s as simple as that,” Ding Baiyi said. “I’ve been entrusted by someone to return the favor.”

Jian Wushuang was even more confused now. “I only entered the Great Yan Domain unintentionally. I didn’t even have time to do anything and I’ve already planted an enemy?”

Ding Baiyi looked at him and asked, “Did you kill the Young Emperor’s trusted aides in the Desolate Land?”

Jian Wushuang was about to retort when he suddenly recalled something. He then said in astonishment, “Could it be that the few guys I killed casually were a powerful force in the Great Yan Domain?”

Ding Baiyi’s mouth twitched. “It doesn’t matter if you kill a hundred of those lowly cronies. But what happened after that was the key that led me to come and take your life.”

“When you left the Great Yan Domain, did you let go of a green Luan?”

Jian Wushuang said embarrassedly, “It seems that I have let one go…”

“Then do you know that that green Luan is an Emperor? You’ve let an Emperor go!” Ding Baiyi said grumpily.

“I didn’t know anything at that time. I only helped her because she begged me. Whatever happened after that had nothing to do with me,” Jian Wushuang said hurriedly.

“You…” Ding Baiyi shook his head helplessly and said no more.

He probed, “You’re not planning to kill me?”

“I’m too lazy to kill you. I suddenly have no interest.” Ding Baiyi said lazily, “Besides, if I kill you now, wouldn’t it be an unfair victory?”

“If you don’t kill me, how are you going to explain it to the young Emperor? Aren’t you afraid that the young Emperor will find out?”

Ding Baiyi sneered disdainfully. “I’m only doing this to repay his Imperial Father’s kindness in the past. If I say I’ve killed you, then I’ve killed you. Who would dare to refute me?”

Looking at his domineering face, Jian Wushuang laughed and said, “Then when I have the strength to fight, let’s have another competition?”

He adjusted himself into a comfortable position. “Even if that day comes, I’ll definitely kill you with my own hands to complete my Sword Intent.”

“But that day will probably never come.” Ding Baiyi fell into a deep sleep after saying these words.

Jian Wushuang smiled, leaped down from the divine pavilion, and returned to Cloud Palace.

After sleeping in the divine pavilion for a hundred years, Ding Baiyi was ready to leave.

Jian Wushuang and the old master sent him to Rodu Star Field.

In front of the Spring of Chaos, Jian Wushuang waved his hand to erase the seal in the Spring of Chaos. Then, a majestic and strange energy gushed out, as if a door of Ascension had been opened.

Ding Baiyi stood before the vast energy in his usual plain clothes, looking like a peerless Sword Immortal.

No one spoke. Ding Baiyi slowly walked forward. After dozens of steps, he slowly turned to look at Jian Wushuang and then walked forward.

“Ding Baiyi,” Jian Wushuang shouted loudly and then threw the item in his hand forward.

Ding Baiyi caught it without turning his head. It was a peach branch.

“We won’t see each other again.” The hand that was tightly holding the peach blossom branch gently waved, and then his figure completely disappeared into the vast energy.

Jian Wushuang sealed the Spring of Chaos again and looked at Old Master. “Old Master, do you think Ding Baiyi is really fine after entering the space-time turbulence?”

“Of course. With his cultivation realm, nothing will go wrong. At most, he’ll feel a little uncomfortable,” Old Master replied.

Jian Wushuang heaved a sigh of relief. “I’ve invited another terrifying genius away. I can finally settle down and settle the score.”

Old Master did not speak and followed Jian Wushuang steadily.

In the heavenly Cloud Palace.

At that moment, only Jian Wushuang and Old Master were sitting side by side in the huge hall. On the table in front of them, there was a dark light bound by divine power.

That was one part of Devouring Emperor’s life source, which was also a clay idol.

“Old Master, is there any way to destroy it?” Jian Wushuang said in a deep voice.

Old Master nodded and stretched out his palm to stamp on the ball of light.

The runes with a destructive intent rose up, and several wisps of black smoke that were like wisps of mist surged. Finally, they completely dissipated, not leaving a single trace.

“So, Emperor devouring is truly dead, right?”

Old Master nodded.

Jian Wushuang was relieved. He then held his chin with his hand and asked, “What is a clay idol? Lu Ding did not hesitate to destroy the heavenly Dao and kill tens of millions of cultivators to form a clay idol, and even Devouring Emperor has a clay idol?”

“Generally speaking, a clay idol is the collective name for past obsessions, mortal cultivation, and all one’s comprehensions.” Old Master explained, “The first step to entering the Great Yan Domain is to cut off the past of the mortal world.”

“Lu Ding wanted to enter the Great Yan Domain?” Jian Wushuang was stunned.

Old Master said, “We can’t rule out this possibility, but if he removes the clay idol from himself, even if he enters the Great Yan Immortal realm, he will be seriously injured. That’s why he lured so many cultivators to devour them, forming his clay idol.”

“I see.” Jian Wushuang nodded. “Now that the internal and external chaos has been quelled, it’s time to enter the Void Universe again.”

Old Master nodded. “In another 100,000 years. I need to adjust my breathing for a while.”

After analyzing for a few more days, Old Master left the palace and returned to his residence.

Standing in the vast square, Jian Wushuang started to regulate his breathing.

Now that the Devourers and Devouring Emperor had disappeared, the gate of the Void Universe was completely open.

What Jian Wushuang had to do at the end was to eliminate the Divine Power Universe’s nightmare once and for all!