The extremely rich black energy still formed a vortex, pouring crazily into the broken figure that collapsed on the ground.
Jian Wushuang and the little emperor looked at each other, then slowly stepped forward with their swords in hand.
The broken figure that was cut into two pieces was squirming constantly, as if it was slowly being healed and repaired.
"Brother Jian, we must not let him recover again!" the little emperor said coldly, then drew out the soft sword from his waist, and nailed half of his body to the ground with one strike before stopping his recovery.
Chen Qing also stepped forward and said in shock, "Who is this guy? Could it be the Immortal who died on the battlefield in the distant past?"
Jian Wushuang shook his head and said softly, "It will never be a derivative immortal. Even if the source of immortality is broken, the derivative immortals who persist in their persistence will have fluctuations in their derivative power. However, this one does not have even a trace of fluctuation in its derivative power."
"That's really weird." Chen Qing scratched his head.
Immediately, Jian Wushuang stared at the broken figure again.
Because he was wearing a completely black and heavy mask, and his face could not be seen, he could only see two black lights shooting out from his eye sockets, with some kind of shocking power.
Inexplicably, Jian Wushuang subconsciously stretched out his palm to take off his mask.
"Brother Jian!" The little emperor suddenly held his arm, "Be careful."
He nodded, then slowly squatted down, stretched out his palm and touched the faceplate of the dead creature.
It was freezing to the bone, and with the sound of bearings interlacing, the complex and precise mask split open from the nose, and then revealed a face.
To be precise, it is a well-preserved and resolute face.
No one thought that this dead spirit whose body was about to turn into withered bones would still retain such a face.
As the complex and precise mask unfolded, the resolute and heroic face turned slightly, and finally looked at Jian Wushuang in front of him.
This glance is like walking through the Wanggu Galaxy and looking back in time.
This sight shocked Jian Wushuang.
After a long time, Jian Wushuang said softly, "Everything has passed, and the present no longer belongs to the past."
The resolute and heroic face was a little moved. He opened his mouth and seemed to be trying very hard to say, "Why, there is a familiar feeling in you."
As the sound fell, his body that was chopped into two pieces quickly dissipated, turning into a puff of flying ashes and disappearing.
The resolute and heroic face that wrapped around it was about to dissipate, causing Jian Wushuang's figure to tremble slightly without leaving a trace.
Because, when the undead figure finally disappeared, he moved his lips and said a word silently.
"You are not from Dayan."
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Then his figure turned into fly ash along with the surging black energy.
As the surging black air dissipated, the entire unknown abyssal world began to rapidly collapse, and fine cracks began to appear in the stone dome above the head.
"Hurry up, this place is about to collapse." The little emperor warned in a deep voice. The abyss that had no exit originally opened a gap not far away, which was the exit.
Now that the source of darkness that destroyed the first heaven of the next three days has been eliminated, there is no need to stay here anymore.
The little emperor and everyone were ready to leave.
Jian Wushuang also came back from his thoughts. He finally looked at the place where the dead creature disappeared, and suddenly saw a dark bead lying quietly under his faceplate.
Something moved in his mind, he stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the black bead and the face armor fell into his hand.
"Brother Jian, hurry up, we won't be able to hold this place for long." Chen Qing's voice came from afar.
"Here we come." Jian Wushuang stuffed the black beads and face armor into the Boyang bottle and flew forward.
Since the black energy has completely disappeared, the Yan force can naturally be used again.
With the help of Yan Power, the four Yan Immortals easily soared out of the abyss.
When he stood on the abyss again, the little emperor breathed a sigh of relief.
The source of the black energy that permeated the entire sky was removed, and all crises were lifted.
In the coming time, the Black Mountain in the First Sky Territory will definitely continue to be mined.
Looking at the Black Mountain community under the hazy and misty sky, Jian Wushuang vaguely felt that there were still many mysteries that had not been discovered or solved.
What was originally a very difficult matter was solved easily. After leaving for three days and returning, the little emperor immediately made a decision and ordered more than ten Yanxians to drive into Xiaogutian with twenty carts of treasures, all of which were given to Jian Wushuang.
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Jian Wushuang did not refuse, and directly asked Chen Qing and Cui Jing to take over. The good things were left in the palace, and the remaining treasures were all taken to the Wangu Wushuang Auction House.
After returning to Xiaogutian from the next three days, Jian Wushuang jumped directly onto the roof of the eaves and began to think about the meaning of the words of the source of darkness.
Not long after, the figure of the Three Emperors who had been silent appeared for the first time, and they all looked at Jian Wushuang with serious expressions.
"Little friend, this is not a joke." Yang Jun, who looked like a tall, thin old man, spoke first, his face full of solemnity and vigilance.
Dao Gong and Su He also nodded in agreement with solemn expressions.
"Uh, what happened to the three seniors?" Jian Wushuang scratched his head and asked with some embarrassment.
Yang Jun didn't say much, and then he reached out and made a move, and a black object wrapped in rich energy flew out from the Boyang bottle.
"That's it. Where did you get it, little friend?" Yang Jun said seriously.
Looking at the black bead that still exuded a strange aura, Jian Wushuang did not hide anything, and immediately told everything that happened in the next three days.
Finally, he said, "This black bead and that mask were both found from under the abyss. Could it be that this thing will have some influence on you?"
Yang Jun nodded, "Not only does it have an impact, but more importantly, we found that this kind of thing can eat away at spiritual consciousness and power, and we are no exception."
This short sentence contained so much information that Jian Wushuang couldn't help but be shocked.
The black beads produced by that seemingly invulnerable source of darkness under the abyss were actually able to eat away even the emperor's consciousness and power!
Emperor, currently the highest controller known to Jian Wushuang, although he has not taken the step beyond Dayan Immortal, he can easily crush even the ninth-turn Dayan Immortal, and he is the founder of a heaven.
Even Uncle Yu, who serves under Emperor Zhenwuyang, can kill Di Qing, a ninth-level Dayan Immortal, with one finger, let alone an unimaginable existence like an emperor.
Even though the three emperors Yang Jun, Dao Gong, and Su He were destroyed, they were still blessed with the luck of the emperor and became a true emperor.
It is really unbelievable that the black beads can actually cause real harm to the emperor.
"This thing has a great impact on us." Dao Gong, who had been silent all this time, also added at this time.