Chapter 1474 Returning to the Ten Thousand Black Mountains
"The way of heaven is inherently unpredictable, and the further you go, the more difficult it becomes to understand."
"Jian Wushuang, you are only a world god after all, and a second-level heavenly world god at that. Being able to fully understand the third pattern of the Reincarnation Sword Diagram within three thousand years is already very remarkable. You have to know that ordinary true gods
, let alone three thousand years, even if you give him thirty thousand years, or even three hundred thousand years, he may not be able to reach your level." King Gu's voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's heart.
Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows.
He also knows that true gods are different from world gods.
Once you reach the realm of a true god, it is much easier to sense the way of heaven than a world god.
A world god who can comprehend a hint of the power of heaven is already a top genius, but for a true god, it is normal for him to comprehend the power of heaven.
"Although it took a little longer, no matter what, I have reached this point now." Jian Wushuang smiled.
This step refers to breaking through the first floor of the Taoist Palace!
Jian Wushuang, who has fully understood the third pattern of the Reincarnation Sword Diagram, now has the strength to break through the first floor of the Dao Palace.
In other words, based solely on his perception of the power of heaven, he is no longer weaker than the four monarchs in the Heavenly Sword Prison. In terms of divine power, because the true gods are restricted, they are also about the same.
Now, compared with these four great monarchs, the only difference between him and him is probably the unique skill he created.
After all, Jian Wushuang is just a second-level heavenly god. The ultimate he can achieve is to create the elementary true god's secret art. But the true god is different. The four monarchs of Tianjian Prison have created even stronger secrets.
"It's true that I'm a little behind in my skills, but I also have many trump cards and tricks, and my divine body is powerful, so I should be able to face the Blood Emperor head-on."
"In this way...my killing plan can really begin."
Jian Wu's eyes flashed with light.
Over the years, he has been staying in the Fiery Hell to hone his skills and never leave, just because of the threat of the Blood Emperor.
He had never been absolutely sure that he could face the Blood Emperor, which made it impossible to carry out his killing plan.
But now, it's different.
That same day, Jian Wushuang found Lord Yan.
"Are you ready to leave the Flame Prison? Where do you plan to go? To wander around and hunt strong men?" Yan Jun looked at Jian Wushuang.
"No, I don't plan to go anywhere, I plan to go directly to the Wanhei Mountains." Jian Wushuang said.
"Wanhei Mountains, the Blood Emperor's lair?" Yan Jun's face darkened, and he glanced at Jian Wushuang solemnly, "Looking at you, it seems that you are confident of facing the Blood Emperor?"
"Yes." Jian Wushuang smiled, "There should be no one in the Tianjian Prison who has the ability to kill me now. Even you, Lord Yan, may not be able to do it."
"Oh, so confident?" Lord Yan raised his brows, "In that case, I won't say anything more. You already have my command talisman. If you encounter any trouble in the Wanhei Mountains, please call me.
I am."
"Okay." Jian Wushuang nodded and immediately left.
Yan Jun looked at Jian Wushuang's leaving figure and sighed secretly.
"Three thousand years ago, this kid faced the Blood Emperor and tried his best to save his life. But today, three thousand years later, he is so confident that he can save his life in front of the Blood Emperor, even in front of me. Tsk tsk.
, this level of progress is really amazing.”
"My Blood Flame lineage has produced an amazing little guy. I hope this little guy can have a chance to get out of this Heavenly Sword Prison."
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Heavenly Sword Prison, Black Mountains.
After three thousand years, Jian Wushuang came to the Wanhei Mountains again and came to the territory of the Blood Emperor.
In the endless mountainous void, Jian Wushuang, dressed in a bloody robe and carrying a long sword on his back, slowly swept forward.
"Three thousand years ago, the Blood Emperor and the powerful men under his command forced me extremely miserably. I hid in that underground cave for a hundred years without daring to show my face. In the end, he even invited Lord Wuxin to find me.
Location. If Lord Yan hadn’t arrived later, even though I could have escaped the pursuit of the Blood Emperor and the Wuxin Lord, I still had to find a place to hide.”
"Haha, I, Jian Wushuang, am here to avenge the debt caused three thousand years ago!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and the power of his soul had already spread wantonly.
Just two days later, Jian Wushuang's soul power had already found the location of a strong man.
"World God?"
Jian Wushuang stood in the void, and his soul power clearly sensed a strong man in the cave in the center of the mountain in the distance.
That strong man was just a world god, and he was still at the third level.
"Although this World God has good life-saving methods, with my current strength, it should be easy to kill him. However... He is just a World God. Even if he is killed, it will not be of much help to me."
Jian Wushuang shook his head and left quickly.
He is only a world god, and the standard for him to leave this Heavenly Sword Prison is either to kill a hundred world gods, or to kill ten true gods.
If before, Jian Wushuang was not strong enough, in order to get out of the Heavenly Sword Prison, he could only find a way to kill a hundred world gods.
But now, with absolute strength, Jian Wushuang is more inclined to the latter.
"Killing one true god is equivalent to killing ten world gods. It is obviously much more cost-effective."
Jian Wushuang smiled and continued to search the Black Mountains.
His soul power is a huge advantage. With this advantage, it will be too easy for him to find those strong men in the Black Mountains.
Within a few days, Jian Wushuang found a true god.
"The Fire Ape True God, who is standing on the third level in the Heavenly Sword Prison, is a true god who has not yet understood the power of heaven. Moreover, he is still a strong man attached to the Blood Emperor. Three thousand years ago, he was frantically searching for me within a hundred million miles.
He is the true God of traces.”
Jian Wushuang had a cold smile on his lips, and immediately headed straight towards the swamp where the Fire Ape True God was.
There is a huge swamp that covers hundreds of miles. The Fire Ape God opened a cave under the swamp. For a long time, the Fire Ape God has been living here.
The wonderful cave is extremely spacious, and many of the decorations inside are brought in from outside the prison by the Fire Ape God himself, which is quite luxurious.
At this moment, on an exquisite stone bed in the core of the cave, the Fire Ape True God was half-lying there very leisurely, with fine wine and food placed next to him.
If there were still beautiful girls and maids around to serve him, no one would be able to tell that he was a prisoner.