Legend of Swordsman
chapter-6032

Because of his arrival, the four of them rarely sat together to chat and drink.

Cultivation also required a balance between relaxation and intensity.

One couldn’t always remain in seclusion.

In fact, it was only because Wu Zuo and the others had top-tier strength within the group.

They weren’t in a hurry.

Wanyan was preoccupied with concerns about his partner, so he didn’t have the mind to cultivate.

Otherwise, he would also be cultivating.

Wu Zuo was at the peak of the Seventh Tribulation, with nearly 10 million units of divine power.

There was even less need to mention Hu Qing. When Jian Wushuang heard that Hu Qing’s divine power reached 15 million, his head hurt.

Of course, it wasn’t because he was jealous of Hu Qing’s superior strength.

Currently, his strength couldn’t be simply measured by numbers.

The abundance and purity of his divine power made him unafraid of any opponent.

Even if the opponent had an ancient existence with a base divine power of 20 million, he could still fight them.

It was just surprising that Hu Qing chose to absorb the blood-colored aura.

Hu Qing’s personality was as pure as his white robes, unstained by dust!

Absorbing the blood-colored aura was essentially adding karmic burdens to himself.

Because that blood-colored aura came entirely from the divine power and life of other cultivators.

According to Hu Qing’s usual character, he wouldn’t absorb it.

Yet he chose this shortcut.

It probably wasn’t that simple.

Jian Wushuang didn’t ask much, keeping his thoughts to himself.

100,000 years passed quickly.

Jian Wushuang and his companions often drank wine and discussed the Dao.

When they encountered some strange phenomena, they would pause briefly but not for too long.

They didn’t have the leisure for prolonged breaks, especially since they needed to find Wanyan’s Dao Companion.

As they delved deeper into the middle spacetime, they encountered more and more cultivators.

Along the way, Wu Zuo personally captured some Universe Masters of the Seventh Tribulation, searched their souls, and then released them.

They injected some information about the middle spacetime into Babata’s light brain.

Soon, the entire structure and some background of the middle spacetime’s forces were clarified.

The middle spacetime river had many tributaries, unlike the upper spacetime, which had only nine tributaries, many of which were created by superpowerful beings.

In contrast, no one opened up the middle spacetime river; it was entirely formed naturally.

Each tributary contained a spacetime.

These spacetimes intersected and advanced together, each at its peak.

There were a total of 36 spacetimes.

Among them, the Shen Ta Spacetime ranked last.

This spacetime only had the foundation of an eight-star sect like the Ancient Moon Spacetime, let alone compared to those Eternal Realms.

The entire middle spacetime probably couldn’t gather 50 strong beings of the Eight Tribulations Realm.

However, one aspect was much stronger than the nine upper spacetimes.

Most of the Eighth Tribulation powerhouses here were Universe Masters.

Especially in the leading middle mainstream spacetime, the “Abyssal Spacetime”, which had three Universe Masters of the Eighth Tribulation, divided into elder, middle-aged, and young.

Although there were few strong individuals, there were many treasures.

The Life force was sufficient to supply those Scattered Tribulation cultivators.

Even the Scaterred Tribulation cultivators often maintained their peak state.

This was an era of youth.

The upper reaches seemed like a stable state after a period of expansion, while the middle reaches appeared younger, with less deep foundations.

As for the lower reaches of the original universe, they were rather lacking.

They belonged to the infancy stage.

There were only a few Universe Masters.

“Babata, is there any news from Moro Spacetime?” Jian Wushuang couldn’t help but ask about the Moro Spacetime of the past.

At the moment he heard this name.

Wu Zuo’s expression also darkened.

Moro Spacetime, that was from an even more distant era.

But compared to the forces of the upper reaches, it wasn’t actually that distant.

“We have detected it. Moro Spacetime has now been renamed to the Nianshen Secret Realm, an ultimate spacetime secret realm, more advanced than the upper-level spacetime secret realms, and extremely dangerous. According to records, more than 10 Universe Masters of the Seventh Tribulation level have fallen within it!”

The Nianshen Secret Realm!

There was a look of reminiscence in Wu Zuo’s eyes as he tried to recall the Moro Spacetime of the past.

He was still very young at that time.

After becoming a named disciple of Qishen, he learned that there were many other spacetime regions outside.

But he had never gone out.

Crossing spacetime required the power of a Universe Master.

No one had predicted the tribulation of that time.

It was just a creation of Qishen Temple; Wu Zuo didn’t even participate in the final battle.

Though he always said otherwise, deep down, he knew why he hadn’t participated.

He was afraid!

With countless Universe Masters falling, even as an Emperor, he was terrified, hiding in Qishen Temple, afraid to venture out.

Just the aftermath had left him severely injured.

Seeing Wutian’s somewhat embarrassed expression, Jian Wushuang patted his shoulder reassuringly and said, “We’ve grown stronger; there’s no need to worry!”

Upon reaching the Shen Ta Spacetime and finding Wutian’s Dao Companion, they decided to pay a visit to the Nianshen Secret Realm where Moro Spacetime once existed, to see what it was like and to understand why it had been destroyed.

And to search for traces of Mie Sheng.

It would be beneficial to them all.

The pyramid continued to rotate, piercing through spacetime, completely entering the world where cultivators resided.

In the gaps between these spacetime rivers lay desolate lands.

These desolate lands were barren because the surrounding spacetime had absorbed all the power and Origin Source, leaving the land barren.

Only desolation remained.

Yet, amidst this desolation, there was still some vitality.

Some Universe Masters were attempting to shuttle through to other spacetimes.

That wasn’t particularly dangerous.

But those who aimed to ascend up-stream were having a rough time.

Apart from reincarnation, it was almost impossible to ascend up-stream.

Unless their divine power was extremely strong, and they had treasures with them.

Going against the current was too difficult.

Unlike going downstream.

Initially, Fan Tianfeng had ridden a supreme treasure, bringing along a group of powerhouses, even dragging along the Flame God.

After countless epochs, they finally reached the Original Universe.

“We’re only a stick of incense away from the Shen Ta Spacetime!”

Wanyan was so excited that he stood up.

Babata continued his explanation, “As the name suggests, the Shen Ta World possesses a leaning tower that has existed since ancient times. It’s a treasure crafted by a super powerful being, reigning over time in the Shen Ta World for a period surpassing the lifespan of beings within it. Currently, it’s occupied by the Ancient Tower Divine Kingdom.

The Ancient Tower Divine Kingdom is home to a Eighth Tribulation powerhouse, with divine power estimated to be between six to eight million. Over four billion epochs ago, they lost their Origin Universe while exploring the Nianshen Secret Realm!”

Listening to the introduction of the Shen Ta Spacetime, everyone seemed quite relaxed.

Because they needed to halt for a while, after Ye Lingxiao’s rebirth and with his new identity, it wasn’t feasible for him to just leave with Wangyan directly.

Certainly, they had to stay for a period of time.

Moreover, they needed to visit the Nianshen Secret Realm after the destruction of the Moro Spacetime.

They would also need to pause for a while.

They informed the others as well, inviting anyone who wanted to take a breather outside to come along.

However, the others were all busy digesting the divine power they had absorbed and were not interested in this.