97影视

Chapter 5660  Celestial Maiden

They flew on, reminiscent of their initial entry into the black hole.

"Hmm?" Jian Wushuang suddenly felt his own cultivation realm continuously declining as he flew. It startled him. Moreover, his Life power was rapidly diminishing.

"What's happening?" Jian Wushuang panicked. Not only was his realm plummeting, but his strength was also steadily draining away.

Soon, Jian Wushuang fell out of the Emperor realm and became a Dao Lord. Without the power of the Starry Sky, his Life power was completely drained.

Jian Wushuang's pupils contracted. If his strength degraded like this before even leaving the spacetime passage, it would be questionable whether he could maintain his Immortal cultivation level once outside. That would be troublesome!

If he ended up stranded in the wilderness without any combat ability, how would he survive?

But now that he was halfway through, it wasn't feasible to turn back!

Jian Wushuang could only grit his teeth and continue forward.

As his cultivation realm continued to decline, the Origin Space within his body had turned into a singularity, completely sealed off. Jian Wushuang was no longer even an Immortal.

He had reverted to being a mortal.

As he walked, a bright light appeared before him, followed by a wave of Death power rushing towards him.

Jian Wushuang felt a sense of unease, thinking it might be Mie Sheng up to no good again.

Without waiting for him to react, he was already falling into slumber.

In his dream, he entered another world.

His mind roamed, witnessing a vast and turbulent temporal river.

Nine heavens and ten earths, truly magnificent!

However, in the next moment, this temporal river suddenly collapsed!

Jian Wushuang, in a daze, caught sight of a celestial maiden. She wore a flowing red fairy robe, her beauty breathtaking.

This celestial maiden stepped barefoot into the temporal river.

Step by step, she traversed nine steps, creating a nine-colored sky.

Breath by breath, by the tenth breath, she had formed ten ancient secret realms.

As she paused, Jian Wushuang frowned and caught a glimpse of her gaze.

That glance, stifled his breath.

She was a peerless powerhouse who created the temporal river.

Jian Wushuang was completely awestruck.

When this celestial maiden first entered the temporal river, she was merely an emperor.

But with each step, she transcended a tribulation.

After nine steps, she became a supreme expert of the Tribulation Realm.

After ten breaths, she was invincible!

Such dominance.

Yet in the blink of an eye, the celestial maiden's body shattered.

Leaving behind only the nine heavens and ten earths.

After witnessing this, Jian Wushuang felt a subtle force pulling him, drawing him into the ancient wood continent within the ten earths.

The ancient wood continent teemed with lush vegetation.

As Jian Wushuang's consciousness entered the ancient wood continent, he vaguely heard a voice.

"This is my Dao Arena, and you dare to intrude!"

Startled, Jian Wushuang turned around to see a familiar figure, shielding him from the speaker.

"Hu Qing?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help but call out.

But Hu Qing didn't pay him any attention; instead, he confronted the celestial maiden.

To Jian Wushuang's surprise, Hu Qing actually managed to stop her.

What was going on?!

The opponent was a celestial maiden who had traversed the Nine Tribulations and possessed the power to create the temporal river.

And yet, Hu Qing had managed to intercept her.

The crucial question was: How did Hu Qing appear here?

He hadn't noticed anyone else's presence; he only saw Hu Qing.

At that moment,

The others also witnessed the scene Jian Wushuang had just seen. While being blocked by the celestial maiden, they were all stopped by Hu Qing.

For a moment, everyone felt an immense curiosity about Hu Qing's identity.

But then, the attraction drew everyone into the Nine Heavens or Ten Lands.

Jian Wushuang's consciousness, however, descended upon the Ancient Wood Continent.

In the Yue Kingdom, at the Qingyun Sect.

The Wu family!

Drip, drip...

The sound of dripping water in his ears woke Jian Wushuang, making him grumpily regain consciousness.

As he tried to lift his head, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and an instant wave of exhaustion that prevented him from even opening his eyes.

He was injured!

Jian Wushuang realized this and tried to mobilize the power of Life to recover, only to find that he not only lacked the power of Life but even the damn Origin Source.

"Young Master, you're awake!"

A sweet voice came, making Jian Wushuang shudder.

This voice, it felt like it reached into his bones, causing shivers down his spine.

The crucial point was, were they calling him Young Master?

How did he become a Young Master!

Clearly, he had traveled from another spacetime, so there shouldn't be any familiar faces here!

Just as Jian Wushuang was puzzled, a strange memory suddenly struck his mind.

Wu family descendant, Wu Shuang.

Great Yue Kingdom!

Seven Star Sect, Azure Cloud Sect.

One after another, unfamiliar pieces of information were accepted by Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, he also recognized the owner of that voice.

"Su Mei'er!" Jian Wushuang's throat emitted a voice of disgust.

She was his personal maid.

But according to the knowledge from that memory, this maid was not a good person.

He also knew how he got his injuries.

Swish!

With a strong will, Jian Wushuang flipped off the bed and pulled the maid, Su Mei'er, into his arms, then grabbed her slender neck like sheep fat jade, and said viciously, "Who sent you!"

Su Mei'er couldn't break free from his grip, her face filled with terror.

Deep down, she was even more astonished. How could this loser of a Young Master dare to lay hands on her?

He was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet he couldn't break free.

Ancient Moon Spacetime!

The realm of cultivation here was vastly different from where Jian Wushuang resided.

It spanned from Post-Heaven, Pre-Heaven, Foundation Establishment, Myriad Forms, Nascent Soul, Mahayana, Immortal, Emperor, to Tribulation Realm.

The temporal river here was ancient, even mightier than the Moro Spacetime, with more refined methods of cultivation.

There were fewer delineated cultivation realms, with just Immortality encompassing realms like Yan Immortal, Grand Yan Immortal, and Dao Lords.

The maid he had by the neck was a Foundation Establishemnt cultivator, while his own body was merely that of a common Pre-Natal cultivator.

And he was not even 18 yet.

Only 17.

Yet now, he was unleashing strength comparable to a formidable Foundation Establishment cultivator.

How could this not astonish the maid, Su Mei'er!

"Young Master Wu Shuang, it's me, Mei'er!" Su Meier attempted to explain.

But Jian Wushuang was resolute, gripping Su Meier's face in his hand, his voice cold, "If you don't start telling the truth, I'll tear your face apart!"

From disbelief, Su Mei'er's expression turned to fear.

She could sense that this young master seemed different, not like before. If she kept hiding, he might actually tear her face apart.

"I'll talk... Young Master, Mei'er will tell you everything!"

Jian Wushuang pushed her away and got off the bed.

But the sensation of tearing in his chest almost made him faint.

When he touched his chest, it was covered in blood.