4957 Emperor Zhen Wu
As this majestic voice resounded, two Grand Yan Immortals holding Heavenly Halberds tore through the void and walked out.
Both of them were Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals!
Jian Wushuang became alert and formed an Invisible Sword in his palm.
"Those who trespass the Heavenly Court with swords will die!"
The two Grand Yan Immortals holding the Heavenly Halberd shouted out, their eyes emitting a cold light!
In fact, Jian Wushuang was still helpless against both Three Revolutions Grand Yan Immortals. However, he could not avoid them now. He could only fight!
The two halberds crossed and instantly shot out an unparalleled light!
These two gatekeepers of the Heavenly Courts did not even ask for the reason and directly attacked.
Jian Wushuang had no choice but to respond.
With a slash of his sword, 36,000 Sword Intents rose up and all of them slashed forward.
Having comprehended his strongest Sword Intent, Jian Wushuang's control of Sword Principle and Sword Intent had reached an unprecedented level.
It was not just the Sword Dao, but the Ancestral Skills and Immortal Styles were also one step closer.
If it was not for the lack of Immortal Source, Jian Wushuang was confident that he would have reached the Grand Yan Immortal Realm after the battle with the Immortal Lord of the Nine Heavens Chang Duoling!
However, there were no ifs. The current him was still at the peak of the Yan Immortal Stage.
However, this Yan Immortal had the terrifying strength to kill a Grand Yan Immortal.
Faced with the cold light that shot over, the 36,000 Sword Intents attacked from all directions.
Rumble!
In front of Heavenly Court, the most magnificent explosion occurred.
The two gatekeepers of the Heavenly Courts retreated in unison, their eyes becoming cautious and solemn.
Jian Wushuang raised his long sword and stood still. He did not pursue the victory. "I have no intention of entering the Heavenly Court, but this is the only way out. If you can tell me the other way out, I will definitely leave."
Hearing this, the two gatekeepers looked at each other, and the killing intent in their eyes disappeared.
In the end, an elderly Grand Yan Immortal stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Go back first. Don't disturb the Emperor's sleep. Once he wakes up, no one can save you."
"I don't mean to disturb you, but I'm afraid this is the only way I can leave, so I can't retreat."
Jian Wushuang did not retreat and said in a serious voice.
"How dare you, a mere Yan Immortal like you dare to be so arrogant? Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you on the spot?" The gatekeeper took another step forward, and the hand holding the Heavenly Halberd seemed to be about to kill in the next moment.
He remained standing at the same spot and said calmly, "You can't kill me."
"How arrogant!" The gatekeeper was so angry that he laughed. The halberd in his hand was about to hit Jian Wushuang.
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.
The Heavenly Halberd that was lifted up high was placed horizontally above Jian Wushuang's head. It was unable to advance any further as if it was bound by some invisible Heavenly Dao.
Even if his face was flushed red, he could not take another step forward.
Jian Wushuang felt strange. He did not release any Yan power or Sword Intent to block the gatekeeper. However, the gatekeeper did not seem to be faking it. He was really being restrained.
In the next moment, the huge gate of the Heavenly Courts that seemed to have been silent for countless years slowly opened, reflecting endless light.
The expressions of the two gatekeepers changed drastically. Without thinking, they knelt heavily in front of the Heavenly Court on the spot, not even daring to raise their heads.
The light dissipated in an instant, and everything returned to normal.
"Come in…"
A deep and ethereal voice that was above the Heavenly Dao resounded from the Heavenly Court.
Jian Wushuang's heart skipped a beat.
"A living Emperor?!"
He was in disbelief. Could it be that an Emperor had really been sealed in the Endless Sea?!
Suppressing his restless divine thoughts, Jian Wushuang finally decided to enter the Heavenly Court.
He had already made up his mind. If the Emperor did not intend to let him go, he would at most die. At least he could be reborn in the future.
Stepping into the Heavenly Courts, the warm jade ground beneath his feet lit up quietly, illuminating the entire Heavenly Court.
The Heavenly Court was vast and vast, there were no pillars of mountains and seas, no tables to sit on, only emptiness.
Jian Wushuang felt a chill down his spine as he stood in the Heavenly Court.
"You're here…"
The ethereal voice resounded in the Heavenly Courts, and he was unable to tell where it came from.
"You are the first guest I have seen since I fell into a deep slumber, and I had long predicted this day to come a few years ago."
As the voice fell, a figure in an emperor's robe slowly walked out from the depths of the Heavenly Courts.
An indescribable Heavenly Dao aura circulated around his body, making people dare not look at him directly.
Jian Wushuang's pupils constricted as if he had seen something unbelievable.
The figure of the Imperial Emperor in the imperial robe looked exactly the same as Zhen Wuyang!
Whether it was his appearance, figure, or the aura flowing around his body, he was exactly the same as Zhen Wuyang. It was as if he was carved from the same mold!
"Do you find me very familiar, exactly like the Emperor in your heart?" the Emperor came to Jian Wushuang slowly and said calmly.
Jian Wushuang was shocked and said solemnly, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Of course, you can't hide anything I want to know," he continued to speak. His pair of True Eyes seemed to be able to see through Jian Wushuang completely.
Jian Wushuang could not help but panic. If what he said was true, it would be too terrifying.
The Emperor continued, "I predicted this many years ago. What I didn't expect was that it would be an insignificant Yan Immortal."
"You've been to the Heavenly Court?"
Jian Wushuang pondered for a moment and finally nodded. "Yes."
"Have you seen Zhen Wuyang?"
"Yes, I have."
"Do you think that I'm a little similar to him?"
Jian Wushuang nodded again and muttered in his heart, 'It's not just a little similar. It's exactly the same.'
"I also know that I look exactly like Zhen Wuyang. Do you want to know why?"
The Emperor smiled. Although his face was no longer young, one could still see his endless heroism.
He seemed to be lost in his memories as he looked into the distance with his True Eyes.
"His name is Zhen Wuyang, and my name is Zhen Wu."
"However, in the Myriad Heavenly Regions, only Emperor Zhen Wuyang is known, not Emperor Zhen Wu."
"In other words, I am him, and he is me."
Jian Wushuang was completely shocked when he heard that. An Emperor could actually separate into two different individuals?
Then which one of them was real and which one was fake?
"There's no truth between us. We're just two different images." His name was Emperor Zhen Wu, and he spoke slowly to answer Jian Wushuang's doubts.
