Legend of Swordsman

4626 Wordless Monument

Boom boom boom!

Nearly 1,000 Star-level Void Warriors at the forefront could not dodge in time and were instantly crushed into a mist of blood by the giant claw.

As the fire domain descended, the Phoenix flames, which were like maggots in one’s bones, could burn fiercely just by following the void energy emitted by each Void Warrior.

In an instant, the battlefield turned into a sea of fire.

Behind the Phoenix, tens of thousands of Phoenix clansmen were charging into the battlefield!

Each of the handsome young men was topless. They flapped the fire wings on their backs and rushed to the camp of the Void Warriors.

As the giant Dragon that seemed to be born with the heavens appeared, tens of thousands of Dragon clan clansmen also rushed to the battlefield!

The innate arrogance of the Dragon clan spread across the sky. Every Dragon descendant with a peak physical body stepped into the army of Void Warriors!

A one-sided battle ensued. The Dragon clan had sent out nearly 20 Invincible Supreme experts, while the Phoenix clan had also sent out over 20 Invincible Supreme experts.

The most ancient bloodline in the Divine Power Universe gave them unparalleled power.

In the same realm, the Six Scar Void Masters no longer had any advantage!

Seeing this, even the calm and steady Jian Wushuang’s eyes turned red.

Ninth Kalpa King’s eyes were also wet, and then he burst out laughing.

Xue Bo Supreme, Jun Fu, Tian Yi, and the others were all in tears.

Lan Lan smiled and then fainted in Leng Rushuang’s arms.

Lu Ting and Lu Gong gave each other a big hug. At this moment, the Dragon clan and the Phoenix clan, who were almost mortal enemies, did not seem so annoying anymore.

The mourning birds were everywhere. Even the Six Scar Void Masters were dying rapidly under the attacks of Feng Qi, the Matriarch of the Phoenix clan, and Dragon Emperor Linhe of the Dragon clan.

The mysterious fused figure was trembling at this moment, as if he was about to explode out of pure fury.

He had paid an almost unbearable price in this war. Nearly 1,000 Scar level Void Masters, nearly 50 Six Scar void Masters, and hundreds of thousands of Star-level Void Warriors had been buried here.

As the great Guardian, he had wanted to kill Jian Wushuang and take his head as a gift for the return of Void God.

But everything was wrong!

This battle had been lost the moment the Dragon clan and the Phoenix clan joined the battle.

“Devour One, I’ll kill you.” He could not hold back his anger and shouted the word “retreat” with difficulty.

All the Void Warriors who had been struggling to resist in the fire domain finally fled in panic, leaving behind nearly 200,000 corpses. Thɪs chapter is updated by Novᴇ(l)ꜰɪre .ɴᴇt

This battle that could be called a tragic song finally ended with the participation of the Dragon clan and the Phoenix clan.

Looking at the broken void that could never be repaired and the countless broken limbs, everyone fell silent.

A teardrop that contained all of Jian Wushuang’s emotions finally fell into the dark void.

“Palace Master Wushuang, we won, we won…” Xue Bo said softly.

Jian Wushuang was silent as he looked at the countless corpses in a daze.

Dragon Emperor Linhe, who had taken on his human form, led his tens of thousands of Dragon clan descendants and came before Jian Wushuang with heavy steps.

He wanted to say something, but he hesitated. In the end, he cupped his hands and said, “Palace Master Wushuang, the Dragon clan is late.”

The Ancestral Matriarch of the Phoenix clan, Feng Qi, glanced at Dragon Emperor Linhe with a look of fear. Then, she brought over 10,000 of her Phoenix clansmen and said, “Palace Master Wushuang, the Phoenix clan is here to fulfill our promise.”

Jian Wushuang came back to his senses and shook his head slowly. “No, none of you are late. I, Jian Wushuang, the Palace Master of the Divine Life Palace, would like to thank the two clans and I will definitely repay your kindness in the future.”

The few remaining members of the Divine Life Palace on the Offworld Battlefield solemnly cupped their hands together.

“Everyone, you’ve worked hard. Come with me to the base camp to rest for a while.” Jian Wushuang forced out a smile.

Linhe and Feng Qi acknowledged this.

After that, Xue Bo was in charge of welcoming the 20,000-odd Dragon and Phoeni clansmen into the base camp.

The two brothers, Lu Ting and Lu Gong, also had complicated looks in their eyes after seeing the figure of Dragon Emperor Linhe.

Just as their father had guessed, he was not dead. Lu Ting remained silent and followed the group back to the base camp.

The disciples of the Divine Life Palace who were stationed in the base camp had also suffered heavy losses. There were originally more than 9,000 disciples of the Divine Life Palace, but now there were less than 4,000 left. If it were not for the barrier set up by Old Master, the Divine Life Palace would have been completely destroyed in this battle.

Using the power of Creation, Jian Wushuang opened up a sleeping hall behind the great hall that could accommodate tens of thousands of people. After settling the Dragon clan and Phoenix clan in, he left the great hall.

In the cold dead zone, Jian Wushuang took a black mountain and carried it back to the Offworld Battlefield.

He used the Tarot Divine Sword to carve the mountain into a giant monument.

It was a wordless monument.

There were no words on the monument, and it was so clean that it could reflect the figure.

After carving the wordless monument, Jian Wushuang set it up not far from the base camp.

Then, he sat cross-legged in front of the wordless monument.

Only Old Master was behind Jian Wushuang. He did not bring anyone out. Old Master was like his shadow. He would never take the initiative to speak. He would only stand behind him silently.

For ten consecutive days, Jian Wushuang did not change his posture at all. The wordless monument reflected his and Old Master’s unmoving figures.

Ninth Kalpa King, Supreme Xue Bo, Supreme Jun Fu, and Supreme Tian Yi came to the wordless monument in succession and stood behind Jian Wushuang.

In front of the giant hall, Dragon Emperor Linhe looked at everything from afar. Something in his heart had unknowingly become firm.

Two steady figures stood behind Dragon Emperor Linhe.

The secret voice was transmitted into the ears of the two figures.

“Remember what I said. From now on, until I die, I will form an alliance with the Divine Life Palace. He will never forget what belongs to us.”

The two steady figures did not hesitate at all and nodded.

Meanwhile, the Matriarch of the Phoenix clan, Feng Qi, who was standing with the Dragon Emperor Linhe, was filled with both fear and anger.

“Damn it, this old thing is still alive.”

The Qilin clan was weak in the base camp, and only the two brothers were there, Lu Ting and Lu Gong. Out of sight, out of mind. The two brothers simply closed their doors and focused on healing their injuries.

After more than a month, Jian Wushuang, who was sitting in front of the wordless monument, slowly opened his eyes.

Everyone knew the meaning behind the wordless monument, but no one retreated. From the moment they stood in front of the wordless monument, everyone had the will to die and would fight to the death.

Perhaps time would rewind, and the universe would reincarnate. Even if everything they did would be swallowed up by the unknown, which was so long that even death would perish, they were not afraid.

Perhaps all of them would be lying under the wordless monument one day, but they were not afraid.

What they were most afraid of was that all the people of the Divine Power Universe would be lying under the wordless monument, whether they were alive or dead.