Jian Wushuang slowly retreated, and the invisible sword had quietly condensed.
Now this old man, who is more than several feet tall, seems to have stepped out of the black mist. There is no energy surging around his body, but the momentum he exudes is indeed something that no one dares to underestimate.
He also had some understanding that although this old man was not very impressive, he would probably not be defeated in the confrontation with Di Qing, and the fight might even be a draw.
At this time, the little emperor took a step forward, stood in front of Jian Wushuang, and said two words in a nervous voice, "Yuanjun?"
"Huh?" The old man in black robe stared at the little emperor, doubts flashing in his eyes.
"I am Gongzi Yan." The little emperor added.
The old man in black robe suddenly condensed his eyes, "Are you Mr. Yan?!"
The little emperor breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled bitterly and said, "It's me. I thought Yuanjun had forgotten the boy."
"Good boy, after we parted ways until now, we have become like this." The figure of the old man in black robes suddenly dispersed, and then gathered in front of him, his eyes couldn't help showing joy.
Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put away the invisible sword.
It was a good outcome to avoid a fight that would have cost a lot of money.
The little emperor scratched his head, "It's been too long. If I hadn't still remembered what you looked like when I was young, Yuanjun, I might have been in trouble today."
The old man known as Yuan Jun raised his head and smiled, and then said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, even if you don't remember what I look like, I will always remember your appearance."
"Boy, I understand." The little emperor also smiled.
"Well, since you are here to see me, an old man, you should go and sit in my palace first." Yuan Jun waved his sleeves and said.
The little emperor nodded and immediately looked at Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang shook his head without any trace, a warning flashed in his eyes.
He smelled a bit of danger from the open temple. If he entered hastily, he might encounter an uncontrollable crisis.
"Who is this?" Yuan Jun glanced at Jian Wushuang.
The little emperor hurriedly added, "This is my best friend, Brother Jian."
Yuan Jun nodded, "Since you are a close friend of Mr. Yan, I will not expel you for now and come in together."
After he finished speaking, his figure was like mist, floating towards the main hall.
Seeing him leaving first, Jian Wushuang looked at the little emperor, frowned slightly and said, "Do you know how much you know about him and how many things he hides from you?"
The little emperor was a little dumbfounded, and after a moment he said, "Yuanjun was one of the only two elders who stayed by my side when I was young. Although he soon realized his immortality, I have always known his care for me. If it hadn't been like this,
He won’t leave his legacy to me either.”
As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and placed it on Jian Wushuang's shoulder, "Brother Jian, believe me once, Yuan Jun will never have any ill intentions towards us."
Jian Wushuang opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.
The two figures immediately entered the huge and forbidding hall together.
What he didn't say was actually quite important.
If it is what the little emperor said, then Yuanjun detached himself from the source of immortality and died, leaving only a trace of obsession, then the current situation is completely different from what he said.
Yuan Jun did not die at all. In other words, his immortal source is still very abundant so far, and the body that appeared was not his last obsession, but a real immortal body that was not broken.
This is why Jian Wushuang hesitates. After all, facing an extremely powerful existence that has something to hide, being vigilant is the right thing to do.
As soon as he stepped into the huge palace, the dark and dark atmosphere dissipated a lot.
The first thing that comes into view is a series of elegant pavilions and pavilions, not a solemn and cold dead palace.
"Boy Yan, come on, come on and fish with me."
On a dark fairy pavilion in the sky, Yuan Jun was sitting on the top of the eaves, holding up a fishing rod to signal.
"Here we come." The little emperor responded, and he and Jian Wushuang stepped onto the Immortal Pavilion together.
After handing him a fishing rod, Yuan Jun looked at Jian Wushuang and said, "Boy, do you like fishing?"
Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "It's okay, I was addicted to it for a while when I was killing time."
"That's good. Anyone who can calm his mind is a good seedling." After throwing him a fishing rod, Yuan Jun started fishing with great interest.
The little emperor was sitting in the center, wanting to ask some questions, but he didn't know how to ask, so he was extremely hesitant.
It was Yuan Jun who spoke first, "Boy Yan, has Emperor Zhen Wuyang changed now?"
The young emperor replied, "My father is still the same as before. After claiming to have established the Great Si Domain, he settled down and has been living in Heaven."
"That's good. His mission has been completed, and it's time to take a rest." Yuan Jun nodded when he heard this, "Tell me, why did you remember to see me?"
"Um, um..." The little emperor scratched his head in embarrassment, "I originally wanted to come here to accept the inheritance..."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Jun hurriedly looked at him carefully, "Boy Yan, is your immortal body healed?"
"No, the flaws are still there, and I still can't practice. After my father used a secret method to elevate me to Immortal Evolution, I can no longer advance even an inch further." The little emperor said.
"Damn it, you belong to the bloodline of the emperor generation, how could this happen?" Yuan Jun frowned, "Isn't there any chance to change?"
"Yuanjun, I have accepted it. Even my father has nothing to do. It seems to be pretty good now." The little emperor said with a faint smile, "And the reason why I came here is actually not for myself, but to let Brother Jian
Accept Yuanjun’s inheritance.”
Upon hearing this, Yuan Jun looked at Jian Wushuang again, "For him?"
"That's right, I'm just an Immortal who can't practice. If it weren't for Brother Jian's protection, I would have perished in assassinations one after another."
As he spoke, he told Yuanjun the intricate relationships between the emperors and their sons.
At the end, he said quietly, "Our generation will only end the war by killing."
Yuan Jun remained silent, stretched out his hand and patted the little emperor's shoulder gently, "I'm sorry for you."
"But, my inheritance is no longer there."
The little emperor didn't understand what he meant, with doubts in his eyes.
"If you had come to accept my inheritance after I destroyed my immortal source, you would naturally have seen it, but everything has changed now," Yuan Jun sighed, "Although everything that happened, even I
It’s unexplainable, but it happened.”
Jian Wushuang also pricked up his ears at this time, he knew that Yuan Jun was about to reveal the real secret.
"The so-called Evolving Immortal and even the Great Evolving Immortal are ultimately nothing more than the word Immortal Source."
"The Immortal Source is the true foundation. It complements the Immortal Root and is the most important thing for immortality. The destruction of the Immortal Source means complete destruction."