Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6359: Microcosmic Universe



"Again!" Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly in his heart. This presence had appeared countless times, and he was almost speechless. However, he still feigned a calm expression and said indifferently, "I don't care about these things!"

He could see that the Master of Divine Fire cared deeply about that microcosmic universe, so he asked, "Do you like this universe very much?"

"I wouldn't dare. This belongs to my master-uncle; I wouldn't dare to have selfish desires!" The Master of Divine Fire hurriedly shook his head.

Jian Wushuang waved his hand and said, "This is our first meeting, and you keep calling me master-uncle. You've also passed along everything that my senior brother entrusted to you. You've done well, so I'll bestow this universe upon you!"

Although the Master of Divine Fire had fallen, Jian Wushuang could tell that a remnant of his consciousness still existed. It wasn't a mere fragment, which suggested a chance for revival. Perhaps, when that Senior Brother Ghost Eye left this gray jar and asked him to retrieve something from it before handing the Nine Prison Token to him, it was his intention to give the Master of Divine Fire another opportunity!

A speck of dust, even a perfect universe that transcended limits, was of no concern to him, for he had a jar full of them.

However, this microcosmic universe could enable the Master of Divine Fire to be resurrected and become a Universe Master once again, reaching his peak swiftly.

In the future, he could be a helpful ally, and as a fellow disciple from the same lineage, he was trustworthy and worth helping.

"I can see that you need this universe to be reborn. I believe Senior Brother Ghost Eye also left you many good things. Take this universe as well; consider it my gift to you!" Jian Wushuang waved his hand, and the floating universe drifted toward the Master of Divine Fire.

This gesture left him overwhelmed with emotion.

Ghost Eye had indeed left him many treasures, but none could facilitate a quick revival. However, this microcosmic universe was different.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Once his consciousness entered the microcosmic universe, starting with controlling the stars and gradually mastering a perfect universe, he could return to the level of a Universe Master of the Seventh Tribulation within ten years.

To restore his peak state, comparable to a Universe God, would only take a few centuries.

By then, combined with the treasures left by Ghost Eye, passing the divine tribulation and becoming a Universe God would be a simple matter.

Without this microcosmic universe, who knew when he would revive? Even if he did, he would have to start from scratch, wasting a lot of time and facing the risk of perishing prematurely. If that happened, he would have to begin again.

The most critical aspect was that starting over meant that the opportunities he needed wouldn't be prepared in advance. Who knew when he would reach his peak again? Moreover, he couldn't rush it; every foundation had to be built carefully, or he would have to tear it all down and start anew.

Now, things were different. A perfect universe, and a microcosmic one at that, provided him with ample time and opportunities to be reborn and quickly return to his peak.

Such good fortune was something he wouldn't have dared to dream of in the past, but now he could, and he dreamed big. In the future, he, too, had the hope of ascending to the heavens.

Every cell in his body trembled with excitement. The Master of Divine Fire knelt down, bowing deeply, and said respectfully, "Master-uncle's kindness, Divine Fire will never forget. Should you ever need anything from me in the future, I will go through fire and water without hesitation. This I swear, with heaven and earth as my witness, the sun and moon as my testimony!"

One could tell from his speech that he had read many books in his mortal days. If it had been Xiang Yang, he would have simply said, "I'm with you too!"

"Alright, alright, you can directly enter this microcosmic universe. You can also take the Divine Fire Palace with you!" Jian Wushuang said with a calm wave of his hand.

He had already taken the important things from the Divine Fire Palace. Initially, he had considered studying the Divine Eye's legacy, but the token from Senior Brother Ghost Eye contained the ultimate Divine Eye secret technique.

It far surpassed the rumored sequence inheritance.

The sequence inheritance was far too limited, only sufficient for someone at the level of a Universe God to use.

It might be useful for a Universe Master, but that was all.

Burning a bit of divine power probably wasn't even as potent as his Super Eternal Transformation.

In this aspect, Jian Wushuang had confidence.

The Divine Eye secret technique required burning divine power, while his Super Eternal Transformation amplified divine power.

Of course, he also had a burning secret technique, but it might be slightly inferior to the top- level Divine Eye secret technique.

After dismissing the Master of Divine Fire, Jian Wushuang returned to the blood-red entrance, where Immortal Jiu Chen's spiritual form floated down.

However, it had already fallen into slumber.

"The master of Qishen Temple has returned. Now it is time for you, the true spirit of Qishen Temple, to return to your original state!" Jian Wushuang pointed a finger, instantly restoring Immortal Jiu Chen's spiritual body to its peak.

The power that erupted from that spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of a Universe God.

Unfortunately, in the presence of Jian Wushuang, who had reached the pinnacle of Great Realm King, that power from the Universe God lost its luster.

For the Universe God could not move the universe, whereas Jian Wushuang, despite only being at the peak of Great Realm King, could move an entire universe.

And he had moved it out of the gray jar.

Immortal Jiu Chen regained consciousness and found his spiritual body had returned to its peak. But before he could rejoice, he noticed that Qishen Temple had vanished. "Jian Wushuang, what have you done?" Immortal Jiu Chen was on the verge of collapse. The last time Qishen Temple had almost collapsed, and now it had completely disappeared. Jian Wushuang couldn't be bothered to explain. He didn't know where the temple had gone, but it was certain that the temple no longer had anything to do with Immortal Jiu Chen. The only reason he kept Immortal Jiu Chen around was because there was still another Jiu Chen

outside.

He was curious to see what would happen when the two met.

Would they devour each other, or cooperate?

Both were possible.

Now, he just needed to wait for the right opportunity to go out.

He had already gained transcendent power; neither his strength nor his realm would be suppressed, and everything outside could no longer escape his detection.

Xiang Yang and Jiang Shang were both present, and so was Chen Yuan. His soul had been well-

preserved.

It seemed that Li Miao and Immortal Jiu Chen had kept their word and had not killed Chen

Yuan.

His Thought power encompassed the entire Star Field of the Gods.

Within it, two of the most powerful auras stood out.

One was from that ancient demon, whose strength was recovering rapidly and had already

reached the peak of Divine Soul.

The other was the Ghost Emperor... though he could no longer be called the Ghost Emperor, as he had merged with Immortal Jiu Chen.

The true spirit's consciousness had fused with what appeared to be a perfect soul. What remained was the blood mist and blood crystals hidden within the blood-colored altar, the essence left behind after the ancient demon's fall. Although this essence was from the soul lineage, it could still condense into a flesh body with a life level a thousand times stronger. That would be the body of a Special Life Form, likely the greatest scheme Immortal Jiu Chen had in the Star Field of the Gods.

Using the souls of mortals, he had refined the Ghost Emperor.

And with the blood essence body within the blood-colored altar, he would eventually become

a postnatal Special Life Form, embarking on the path of cultivation. Everything he saw was transmitted to the forefront of his vision through the celestial curtain.

What Jian Wushuang could see, the real Jiu Chen could also see.

Seeing his own avatar creating a perfect soul and realizing that the blood mist and blood

crystals were just one step away from merging with the flesh body, his feelings were incredibly complex.