Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5707: Blue Jian Wushuang

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

He was already dead, so he could not be more dead, right?

Boom!

Dylan’s aura erupted completely, facing the Scattered Tribulation realm expert in the nine-stripe robe with just a simple punch.

This punch, seemingly ordinary, contained the power of Death.

The Scattered Tribulation realm expert just attempted to block it, only to find his arm burst directly.

A whirlwind shattered half of his body.

His divine body completely exploded.

“So fragile!” Dylan sneered, another punch shattered the opponent’s chest directly this time.

The Scattered Tribulation realm expert, already in a half-dead state, was thrown by Dylan directly into the crack.

That was the entrance to the flying boat.

Jian Wushuang also understood somewhat. The other party didn’t want them to die so easily.

After dealing with the Scattered Tribulation realm expert, Dylan’s figure leaped up again. With his divine power rising once more, he caught up with Qingtian and the others who had already fled far away.

While chasing these people, he didn’t forget to glance at Jian Wushuang.

With just one glance, Jian Wushuang felt that his divine body was somewhat unsupported.

His clone’s divine body was only 100,000-fold.

Without the blessing of the Beast God Weapon, nor the Origin Source of divine power, and the divine power martial arts, he could only display the basic divine body.

However, his clone’s combat power relied not on the divine body, but on the power of the Starry Sky.

When using divine power, Jian Wushuang’s aura was white.

When using the power of the Beast God, the aura on his body was dark red, matching the Beast God Weapon’ eyes.

The power of the Starry Sky was blue.

The same color as the sky.

It also represented his peak state.

Blue Jian Wushuang.

Among peers, in this state, he was invincible.

But facing a Five Tribulation realm expert, even if his true body came here, there was no hope.

However, Jian Wushuang still had a kind of eager-to-try feeling deep down.

If in his peak state, fully displaying the Starry Sky Chronicles, he wondered if he could defeat the opponent.

He could only contemplate such matters; truly attempting them seemed unnecessary, given the immense risks involved.

It sufficed to leave his clone here to play around; there was no need to truly push himself to the limit.

His primary reason for coming here was to ascertain whether the individual manipulating the power of Death was Mie Sheng.

At present, it seemed that it was not Mie Sheng.

It was the Emperor, Babidi.

However, whether the two were connected was beyond his knowledge.

He hoped there was no connection; if they knew each other and pursued similar goals, it would be a headache for him.

Life and Death were archenemies, impossible to shake off no matter where one went.

Heart power, Thought power, Devour, All Things, Life, and the Starry Sky.

He had already perfected his Heart power, the easiest of them all; with a bit more effort, he could reach the peak of Heart power.

Thought power, on the other hand, was different, with countless thoughts making it the most troublesome.

His Thought power was now not far from perfection.

Once he reached the Universe Master, he would naturally achieve perfection in Thought power.

As for the power of Devour, it had no limits, only growing stronger with increased strength.

It was related to one’s own cultivation realm.

It belonged to the realm of space.

And this kind of power was not mainstream.

Unlike Heart power, Thought power, and the power of All Things.

It was obscure.

The power of All Things, in fact, was possessed by everyone, but compared to him, these people seemed to lack it entirely.

Their comprehension of All Things was singular.

While his comprehension of All Things was perfect in every way.

It was more perfect than the path of Myriad Daos.

The “Giant God Clan” in the Starry Sky was inherently the host of All Things.

That’s why his power of All Things and the power of Life were needed in the first place.

The power of Life corresponded more to the Tribulation Realm.

Replenishing vitality.

While the power of All Things was primarily domineering.

Thinking of the Origin Source of the Master of All Things, Jian Wushuang couldn’t help but tremble.

If the Master of All Things were still alive, even in the Ancient Moon Spacetime, they would be an unparalleled genius.

Surpassing even the likes of Shi Xiu in strength.

It’s a pity that they were born out of their time.

If it were in the Ancient Moon Spacetime, their achievements would not be weaker than those of Qishen.

This is the deepest manipulation of power they have achieved so far.

The power of Life can only be considered as an assistant, but it will play a significant role in the future universe.

Of course, the premise is a profound understanding of All Things.

As for the power of the Starry Sky, it becomes even more mysterious when mastered.

From observation and borrowing to complete mastery, it resembles a blueprint of the future, much like his Origin Source.

In the future, he is destined to illuminate the Starry Sky.

That’s why he is able to grasp such powerful forces ahead of time.

Because this kind of power was too overwhelming, he could not maintain it normally, only using it in battle.

Even then, it burdened him heavily. He would not use it unless absolutely necessary.

Moreover, this was the power of the Starry Sky after it has been diluted through the Eternal Ancient Transformation, a modification of the Starry Sky power.

In the future, when he becomes the Universe Master, he must refine the Eternal Ancient Transformation, using the purest and richest power of the Starry Sky.

Of course, the power of the Starry Sky would also advance along with his Origin Source.

When he illuminated all the stars in his Origin Source, the power of the Starry Sky would probably be the strongest.

Right now, not a single universe was illuminated, there was still a long way to go.

When he illuminated a universe, he would directly surpass the first Three Tribulation realm and become the Universe Master.

With a strong Origin Source, he could naturally form a universe within his body.

This was something only achievable at the Eighth Tribulation realm, but he will be able to do it at the Three Tribulation realm.

It was also a mobile Dao Arena.

A natural advantage.

And soon, his universe could create life.

That was the most terrifying aspect.

The power of Death could create death.

The power of Life, naturally, could create life.

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang raised an eyebrow.

“Death!” Creating death in the universe?

Wouldn’t that be like the Scattered Tribulation?

He seemed to realize something.

Then he suddenly looked at Dylan.

At this moment, Dylan had caught up with Qingtian.

Both sides were engaged in a deadly battle.

The divine power erupted by Qingtian Dao exceeded 400,000-fold.

It was incredibly powerful.

Seeing that he could hold his own against Dylan.

But Jian Wushuang saw through it at a glance.

Dylan still had something hidden.

A black aura erupted from his body.

A familiar scene!

He had seen it on Nikun and Sang Biao.

The power of Death.

With that power, even Emperors could increase their divine power to several hundred thousand folds.

Not to mention a super strong person beyond the Five Tribulation realm.

As soon as this power burst out, Dylan’s divine power soared to over 500,000-fold.

Qingtian was completely desperate.

Over 500,000-fold divine power.

This was already the threshold of a Universe Master beyond the Five Tribulation realm.

In his own Dao Arena, he could unleash such formidable strength, and he knew very well what that represented.

He was simply not a match.

In his own Dao Arena, he could fight across cultivation realms.

But this wasn’t his Dao Arena.

“I am the direct disciple of Master Mushi of the Ancient Wood Sect. Dare to touch me!” Qingtian roared angrily, but the next moment, he was violently beaten by Dylan.

The red skin behind Dylan tightly bound Qingtian, hanging him in front, each punch pounding Qingtian’s chest.

“Why don’t you call the Divine Wood King here, see if I’m afraid!” Dylan sneered.