Legend of Swordsman

4497 Eliminating Hidden Dangers

The moon was high up in the sky.

At the top of the limestone mountain, in one of the seven Corpse Caves, it was Jian Wushuang’s mansion.

It was undergoing a shocking change that reversed the structure of life.

Waves of enormous void power surged like the ocean and swept in all directions.

This was a completely new power.

On Jian Wushuang’s left shoulder, there were two long scars that looked like hideous scars. They reflected an evil scarlet light, which was terrifying to look at.

Jian Wushuang closed his eyes. This power was completely different from the void power that was transformed from divine power.

In the past, when he had stayed in the Void Universe, he had been like a fish out of water. His divine body had always felt uncomfortable, and he had felt out of place.

However, now, he could feel that he had completely integrated into this universe, just like in the universe of divine power. There was no discomfort at all.

The floating void force in the air around him only needed to be lightly inhaled, and it would pour into his divine body like a whale sucking in water. He did not need to change its structure or transform it anymore.

“It’s time to get rid of you.”

A cold glint flashed in Jian Wushuang’s eyes. Immediately, the void power that was flowing in his body started to circulate crazily and it charged toward the seal on his neck.

The power of the curse that Wang Liu had left in Jian Wushuang’s body was not strong after being suppressed by Cosmos God. However, it was like a needle hidden in cotton. No matter how dense and surging the divine power in Jian Wushuang’s body was, there was nothing he could do about it as the two powers were not compatible.

However, the situation was different now.

Rumble!!

In an instant, all the void power in Jian Wushuang’s body was activated and it rushed toward the curse of Wang Liu that was hidden on his neck!

Crack!!!

In an instant, the seal was broken.

The power of Wang Liu that remained in Jian Wushuang’s body was overjoyed. Just as it was about to fight for control of Jian Wushuang’s divine body, it saw countless forces of void power condense into a heavy hammer and hit him fiercely!

“What?”

In an instant, Jian Wushuang’s eyes turned dark green and his body was covered with black snake-shaped scales.

He did not open its mouth, but his throat rolled and made a sound that was different from Jian Wushuang’s.

It was Wang Liu’s voice.

Wang Liu was already dead, but his consciousness had turned into the power of the curse. It was like a deep-rooted disease that was firmly rooted in Jian Wushuang’s body.

However, now, the void power in Jian Wushuang’s body was like a security guard with nation protecting divine sword in his hand. He was crazily chasing after the power left by Wang Liu.

Jian Wushuang’s divine body turned into a battlefield.

The divine power that belonged to Jian Wushuang was in Jian Wushuang’s divine body. It was a life-and-death battle with the consciousness curse left by Wang Liu.

Jian Wushuang was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed with one side of his eyes closed and no expression on his face. However, if one looked carefully, one would notice that there was a small snake-like thing in his muscles and tendons. It was moving quickly in his body, as if it was running away from something.

After an entire day and night.

With a hysterical roar, Jian Wushuang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

There seemed to be something twisting and struggling in the black blood.

“It’s done!” Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He flicked his finger and a beam of Sword Qi shot out, turning the stinky black blood into green smoke and disappearing in the air.

Wang Liu’s curse was like a thorn in the flesh. It would come out from time to time and hurt, especially when Jian Wushuang was weak after he completely burst out his power. Wang Liu would take advantage of the weakness and fight with him for control of his body.

Finally, the thorn was pulled out of Jian Wushuang’s body.

“Next, it’s time to awaken the accompanying magical power of the Void Warrior, Void Explosion!”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes flickered and he once again entered the deepest level of seclusion and attack.

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Three months later.

A black crow flew out of the Sect Master’s palace and headed toward the Corpse Cave where Jian Wushuang was.

The crow’s body was stiff, and its eyes were like two rotten grapes, completely black.

This crow was also known as the corpse crow in the God Refining Sect. It was extremely fast and could travel through the void. It was the best tool for transmitting messages.

Ga ga ga!

The Corpse Crow stopped on a branch that extended out of the cliff outside the Corpse Cave, opening its mouth and letting out an unpleasant and eerie cry.

Hearing the cry, Jian Wushuang, who was in the Corpse Cave, slowly opened his eyes.

An extremely sharp light flashed across Jian Wushuang’s eyes.

“Is the mission about to begin?”

Jian Wushuang muttered to himself and let out a breath of turbid air. He waved his hand and removed the magic barrier at the entrance of the Corpse Cave.

Gah gah.

In an instant, the corpse crow flapped its wings and flew into the Corpse Cave.

The next moment, the corpse crow spoke in the human language. “Wushuang, Wushuang, the Sect Master has invited you.”

“I know.” Jian Wushuang nodded and then stood up.

The corpse crow flapped its wings again and landed on Jian Wushuang’s shoulder.

Bang! Bang!

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Jian Wushuang’s right foot stomped heavily and his whole body shot up like a cannonball. He carried the corpse crow and turned into a ray of light. Suddenly, he was like a shooting star, flying across the blood-red sky of the God Refining Sect and landing in the Sect Master’s palace.

After reaching the Sect Master’s Palace, the body dissipated into black mist and disappeared from the world.

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and strode into the Sect Master’s hall.

In the Sect Master’s main hall, the God Refining Sect Master, Void Master Ba Huang, sat at the head of the table. On either side of him were the five Grand Elders, including Pan Shan, Mi Feng, and Lanyue.

In addition, there were two other disciples who had arrived before Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang knew both of them. One of them was Fu Chen, who had made a name for himself in the Sect Disciples Competition and the other was Yan Dan, who was now in the limelight.

Seeing Jian Wushuang enter, Fu Chen’s pupils shrank slightly and a serious look flashed across his eyes. Yan Dan, on the other hand, let out a heavy, cold snort.

Jian Wushuang ignored them and looked at the God Refining Sect Master. He cupped his hands and said in a deep voice, “Disciple Wushuang greets Sect Master!” Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn (ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

“Yes.” The God Refining Sect Master sized up Jian Wushuang, smiled, and nodded in agreement.

Even though he did not know what had happened to Jian Wushuang, he could tell that Jian Wushuang’s aura had become much more powerful than before.

This made his heart skip a beat. Before long, the plan on the battlefield would be completed. He would then leave the God Refining Sect and join the attacking army.

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At that time, he would have to choose one of his many disciples to inherit the throne and become the Sect Master.

In the beginning, he only had one successor, and that was Yan Dan.

However, Jian Wushuang’s appearance made him waver.