Chapter 5587 Mie Sheng
He wanted to see how strong the power of Death really was. The sense of battle continuously rose, transforming from initial fear to eager anticipation.
This was the heart of a strong warrior.
Jian Wushuang possessed such a heart, allowing him to fear nothing and be unmatched!
Buzz!
Sword Intent around Jian Wushuang turned into thunder, flickering in the surrounding area.
The transformed Hu Qing, after the change in aura, was accompanied by rolling thick mist.
The power of Death manifested outward.
Without paying attention to others, Hu Qing stared at Jian Wushuang and asked, "The power of Life?"
Jian Wushuang nodded and simultaneously released the power of Life within him.
"Don't you want to know who I am?" Transformed Hu Qing's tone changed from calm to domineering.
Jian Wushuang smiled faintly and replied, "There's no need!"
In an instant, the two engaged in combat.
Swift movements, punches thrown!
Dodging, drawing the sword!
Life and Death were inherently opposites. The collision of their auras created a counterflow, a force stronger than the combined power they unleashed.
At least it was a force a thousand times stronger.
The transformed Hu Qing's strength was not as exaggerated as Jian Wushuang had imagined. It seemed to be at the level of entering the supreme-peak for the first time, but the opponent's aura continued to rise.
On the contrary, Jian Wushuang himself was slowly becoming somewhat unsupported!
There was no way around it. Hu Qing's body was that of an Emperor, and the difference was quite substantial.
Even if Jian Wushuang's potential exploded, reaching a level comparable to the supreme-peak for a moment, he couldn't sustain it for too long.
"It seems today I'll have to test how strong my sword strike really is against you!"
While Jian Wushuang's aura was continuously declining, suppressed by Hu Qing, his fighting spirit did not diminish.
After confirming that the opponent's strength was not weak, he really wanted to test the sword strike from earlier.
Moreover, Zhen Ling had secretly informed him that he could freely attack; Hu Qing wouldn't actually fall.
Before Zhen Ling intervened, he needed to cherish this opponent.
"This sword strike, I haven't given it a name yet!" Jian Wushuang directly took Hu Qing's punch and retreated tens of thousands of miles.
Fortunately, the Beast God Armor had been completely refined by now, providing extremely strong defense.
When that punch came crashing, the wings behind him directly enveloped his entire body. Only a portion of the force penetrated through the Beast God Armor, but that part was promptly neutralized by the formidable divine body.
The divine body only slightly descended by about a thousandfold, then immediately restored to its peak.
There was seemingly no threat, but had he been a bit slower in dodging just now, the opponent could have unleashed countless punches, perhaps even millions, in the blink of an eye.
His divine body couldn't recover that quickly; in an instant, he might have been overwhelmed.
Hu Qing didn't pursue, still lingering in place. He moved his unfamiliar body a bit and looked at Jian Wushuang, saying, "Warm-up is over. Honestly, that sword move just now was quite interesting. If you hadn't held back, I might have fallen already!"
Even without him saying it, Jian Wushuang could feel it. Hu Qing was getting stronger with each battle, somewhat resembling the Dao of Transformation. Not the terrifying abilities of the Dao of Transformation, but the unfamiliarity with Hu Qing's current body.
As time passed, Hu Qing's strength would probably become more formidable.
"Now that it's getting serious, what should I call you?" Jian Wushuang asked curiously.
Although he wasn't clear about the identity of the mysterious powerhouse who had contact with Jiang Shang in the beginning, daring to plot against an Inheritor was a serious crime. If discovered, death was inevitable.
Back then, Shen Ling dared to do so because of his background, strength, and intelligence.
He was curious about who the person behind him was, with such audacity.
Just after sending away Shen Ling, another fearless figure arrived.
What a coincidence, he encountered both of these crazy powerhouses.
However, this time the other party sought out Hu Qing, finally escaping the role of a pawn.
"I am the exterminator of life, Mie Sheng!" the transformed Hu Qing calmly declared his name.
Jian Wushuang didn't expect him to be so direct. Before he could even smile inwardly, his combat intent was dispelled by the next words.
"Forget to tell you, you don't have to wait for Zhen Ling of the Qishen Temple. I, in person, will intercept him, and he won't make it!" Mie Sheng sneered.
"Who are you?" Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed to mere slits, and his voice trembled.
Knowing about Qishen Temple and Zhen Ling... This guy probably isn't native!
Could it be...
Jian Wushuang thought of Zhuang Zhong's appearance.
He had initially believed that with the departure of Shen Ling Frolasa, the world would be at peace. Yet, just as Frolasa left, another figure arrived.
And this one wielded the power of Death.
"I will intercept you!" Jian Wushuang's face changed drastically. If this guy could intercept Zhen Ling and even the true form of Zhen Ling, then the opponent's true form might also be at the Tribulation realm, a formidable existence not weaker than Zhen Ling.
Possibly even stronger.
Zhen Ling manipulated the Origin Source of Qishen Temple, and his strength could experience a tremendous surge.
Just like a Universe Master in his own Dao Arena.
Regardless of the consequences, Jian Wushuang had to act immediately. Zhen Ling was his ultimate trump card. It didn't matter before because he had Zhen Ling as a safety net. Now that Zhen Ling might not be coming, he dared not be too confident.
"Although time is of the essence, this sword move still needs a name!" Jian Wushuang began to gather his Sword Intent, and the Jueyun Sword behind him was unsheathed once again.
Previously, it often sliced through space, but now it could compress space into a sheet of paper.
This could be considered the prototype he prepared for future cosmic secret techniques.
"Let's call it the Starry Sky Chronicles!" Jian Wushuang shouted angrily and once again unleashed that sword.
Starry Sky Chronicles!
Sooner or later, he would make the entire Starry Sky shudder under this sword move.
Now, with one sword compressing the nearby space, in the future, he aimed to turn the universe into a painting with just one stroke!
What a magnificent moment that would be!
A cosmic portrait!
Starry Sky Chronicles, the first sword move!
In the midst of mediocrity, devoid of any sharpness, the narrative instead delved into elegance, carrying the essence of a literati.
Because the sword shadows moved slowly, resembling a dance more than a battle.
Yet, the power it possessed left one feeling somewhat hopeless.
Wherever the sword shadows passed, everything turned into a flat plane.
Hu Qing, who was controlled by Mie Sheng, was also astonished. He wasn't surprised that Jian Wushuang could control the power of Life, as he had anticipated it long ago.
Tai Chi gives birth to the Two Principles, and the Two Principles transform into the Four Symbols.
It's all relative.
Where there is Death, there must first be Life.
So when Jian Wushuang mastered the power of Life, he appeared.
However, he didn't expect that after mastering the extraordinary power of Life, Jian Wushuang could still create such a supreme skill, defying the heavens. This had already taken the form of a cosmic secret technique.
Facing this sword move, he truly didn't dare to confront it head-on.
But it had already arrived before him. Although it seemed slow, in reality, it was just a blink of an eye.
This sword move contained too much, at least involving space and time.
If it were displayed in the Tribulation Realm, it might be understandable, but the one unleashing such a move was a Dao Lord.
In fact, Jian Wushuang himself didn't know that this sword move unexpectedly contained the element of time. He hadn't sensed the Origin Source of Time, and he hadn't even perceived the true meaning of time.
