Moreover, the existence of this powerful Wanggu was most likely sealed by Zhenwuyang when he opened up the Great Division, and he was in a hostile state with Zhenwuyang.
Qiqingchi crouched behind Jian Wushuang, staring around in horror with his beautiful eyes.
"Emperor? Emperor, why don't you speak?"
The voice that could shock Di Qing was extremely cautious, showing a certain sense of surrender.
Jian Wushuang, who was a little nervous at first, calmed down because he heard a respectful and mellow feeling in the voice, and he was definitely not a treacherous villain.
"Wushuang, leave this place quickly." Di Qing said cautiously.
Jian Wushuang looked at him and said, "Don't worry, let's wait here quietly for a while."
After finishing speaking, he walked forward slowly.
"Wait for me." Qiqingchi hurriedly followed, fearing that he would be half a minute behind.
Di Qing frowned and finally followed without saying a word.
The reason why Jian Wushuang did not leave, but walked forward slowly, was because the calls gave him an inexplicable and friendly feeling, which was indescribably weird.
The further we go, the clearer the sound becomes.
"My lords, please pay homage to the Emperor!"
The eternal cries seemed to come from the center of the earth, and they were respectful and pious to the extreme.
Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and he immediately looked at the rugged rocks at his feet. Those voices obviously came from the center of the earth.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Everyone, I am just a passerby, not your emperor."
Those voices disappeared and then resounded, "It's impossible. You have the aura of an emperor all over your body. How could you not be a subordinate emperor?"
"Do you, Emperor, want to give up your subordinates?"
The voice suddenly felt sad and lonely.
"I'm really not your emperor, I'm just a passer-by who accidentally broke into this place." Jian Wushuang was helpless, and at the same time he asked, "What is the name of your emperor?"
Those voices suddenly became alert again, "Are you the hawks and dogs under Zhen Wuyang?"
Jian Wushuang responded, "No, don't worry."
The voice was silent for a moment, and finally said, "The real name of the vassal emperor is the Six Crows Emperor."
The movement in my heart was like a thunderous explosion.
The name Liucrow Emperor is not the same as the owner of the former Heavenly Palace that Jian Wushuang and others accidentally entered earlier!
It is impossible for the emperor's true name to be repeated. Judging from the excitement and piety of these previous voices, they were definitely once the subjects of the Six Crows Emperor.
However, this is too much of a coincidence...
I accidentally entered a heavenly realm, and the great power sealed in it was actually related to the Six Crows Emperor.
"Since you said you are a passerby, why do you have the aura of the Six Crow Emperor on your body?"
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang said, "I can't explain this matter in one or two sentences, so please come forward and explain it."
The world was silent for a long time, and the voice sighed, "Not only do we not want to show up, but we are actually powerless. Our immortal source is imprisoned by the eagle and dog under the Zhenwu Yang Seat, and our immortal body is bound and cannot move at all.
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Jian Wushuang moved his mind, and through the directions of the sounds, he had determined that the place where they were imprisoned was exactly in the divine peak directly in front of them.
He flew away directly, facing the divine peak. With his palms pointed like knives, he rose up with thousands of sword intentions and used the momentum to block the divine peak and cut it in half.
"Boom!"
The entire divine peak was split into two, and at the same time Jian Wushuang released his sword intent one after another, constantly cutting into the divine peak like carving.
In the end, the entire sacred peak was cut off, leaving only a base of several thousand feet.
Then, he waved his hand, and the stone chips continued to peel off, finally revealing chains as thick and long as a real dragon.
There are as many as a thousand chains, and at the end of the chains, eighteen figures are trapped.
The clothes on their bodies were already torn to pieces, and their bound limbs were twisted in a rather strange posture, obviously broken.
Just like this, a total of eighteen figures were imprinted in Jian Wushuang's eyes.
Qiqingchi covered his mouth with his hands, for fear of making any sound.
Di Qing also frowned, always on guard.
Eighteen paths of body shape, eighteen paths of great immortality.
It's just that Jian Wushuang was not expecting them to be so miserable.
Facing such a huge movement, these eighteen figures were naturally aware of it, but they were all at a loss. No one looked at Jian Wushuang and the others, as if Jian Wushuang and the others did not exist.
Jian Wushuang looked at them and quickly found out the reason.
The eyes of these eighteen Dayan Immortals were all gouged out. They only had empty eye sockets, so naturally they could not see the outside world.
"Are you still there?" The leader, an old man with long eyebrows, asked cautiously.
Jian Wushuang nodded, "I'm here."
"In that case, can you tell me why you have the aura of the Six Crow Emperor on your body?" The long-browed old man said in a solemn voice.
"Of course I can tell you," Jian Wushuang had no intention of hiding it. He even told them in detail that he had unintentionally entered the Heavenly Court of the Six Crow Emperor and how he gained the Six Crow Emperor's insights.
Di Qing was cautious and directly released his Yan Power to wrap up the Qingqing Pool, which was ready to listen, to ensure that Jian Wushuang's words would not be heard by anyone other than them.
After all, this is a matter of life and death, and if word gets out, the consequences will be disastrous.
Time passes bit by bit.
When Jian Wushuang's voice finally stopped, everything fell silent.
The eighteen Dayan Immortals were silent, as if their hearts had died.
Since their eyes were gouged out, they were naturally unable to cry sadly, and just remained sluggish.
Finally, the long-browed old man asked in a mournful voice, "All, all dead?"
"Yes, not a single Evolution Immortal, Day Evolution Immortal, survives."
Jian Wushuang's words were like a sharp knife, cutting them severely.
Slowly lowering his head, the old man with long eyebrows lamented, "The ministers were incompetent, and in the end they failed to save the heaven and protect the emperor."
Jian Wushuang's hard work and practice has made Jian Wushuang's heart as solid as a rock, but a perfect state of mind does not mean being cold-blooded and ruthless.
He had seen countless immortal bones in the heavenly world. Each of them was an immortal who once dominated a certain heavenly realm. However, due to the war between emperors, they all perished.
Because I have seen them before, I can resonate with them, and I can naturally understand their heartache.
Jian Wushuang said this, and his mood seemed to become somewhat clearer.
Finally, the long-browed old man slowly raised his head, looked in the direction of Jian Wushuang, and said slowly, "Since the emperor finally gave you the inheritance enlightenment, then live well."
Although I want to destroy Zhenwu Yang all the time, I want to tell you, never fight with him, leave him, and live with the Liucrow Emperor's last wish."