Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 4773
4773 Hanging on the City Wall
However, the gathered forces only existed for a moment before they dissipated.
The pain came from the overwhelming pain of his divine sense.
Whether it was the divine sense, the Immortal Source, or the Undying and Imperishable Immortal Body, they had all been destroyed in the destruction of the Northern Heaven Celestial Prefecture.
In the final process of destruction, he used his Immortal body to absorb more than half of the destruction aura to protect Cheng Qing, Chun Qiu, and Yin Ling.
Jian Wushuang was almost crushed by the great momentum.
Without the Ancestral Phoenix blood that Feng Qi had left in his body, even with the characteristics of a Perfect Chaotic Life Form, it would be enough to make Jian Wushuang fall into a long sleep.
Feeling the Ancestral Phoenix blood in his body gradually dimming, he knew that after one more time, the divine blood Feng Qi left in his body would completely disappear.
Besides his eyes, Jian Wushuang’s other body parts were in a chaotic state that he could not control.
He endured the pain of his consciousness being shattered and then fused as he looked around him and in front of him.
In the sandstorm, the team of hundreds of people slowly moved forward, their destination unknown.
He wanted to move, but he found himself tied up like a dumpling by a unique chain. He was lying on the mountain of black mountain crystals and could not move at all.
Beside Jian Wushuang, Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, and the others were all wrapped like rice dumplings. They were still unconscious and had no idea where they were.
Jian Wushuang struggled to get up, but the intense pain from every cell made him hold on for a moment before he passed out again.
When he closed his eyes, he saw a huge black door appear in the yellow sand.
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“Ah…”
With a slight groan, Jian Wushuang woke up from his initial unconsciousness.
Cold sweat poured out from his temples. Although he had recovered, he had only recovered 10 percent at most. He could barely mobilize his Yan power.
This was the most serious injury he had suffered since he came to the Great Yan Domain. Even his Undying and Imperishable Immortal Body was almost shattered.
Because of this, Jian Wushuang realized Uncle Yu’s terrifying power.
With a wave of his hand, he annihilated two Grand Yan Immortals and shattered Di Qing’s Immortal Source with a finger. How terrifying was he?
Could it be that he was a supreme almighty on the same level as Emperor Zhen Wuyang?
There was no answer. The only thing Jian Wushuang could think of was that they had escaped from Uncle Yu.
The cause of Prince Mo’s death would be completely buried. At least, they would not be found out.
Slowly exhaling a mouthful of turbid breath, Jian Wushuang was shocked to realize that his current situation was not optimistic. It could even be described as terrible.
Jian Wushuang was tied up by a rope and hung high on the city wall.
He was not the only one. The unconscious Cheng Qing, Chun Qiu, and the others were all lined up beside him, hanging on the city wall without exception.
It was unknown what this city wall was made of, but on the pitch-black wall, thick bone spikes were exposed, making it look extremely hideous.
In addition, the red clouds formed by the resentment and Blood Qi in the sky were almost solid.
How many killings did they have to do to have such a scene?
Jian Wushuang had a headache. Ever since he entered the Great Yan Domain, he had been in a passive situation.
He had only managed to escape with his life from the Northern Heaven Celestial Prefecture, and now he had fallen into such a state.
As he had not recovered from his injuries, he could not even use Yan power as he wished. He could not do anything about the rope on his body, so he could only be hung on the city wall.
Then, Jian Wushuang looked to his side. Although Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, and the others were injured to varying degrees, they were far from fatal. Their breathing was stable.
When he looked to the right, he was shocked.
Di Qing, who had been killed by Uncle Yu on the spot and had his Immortal Source crushed, was now hanging beside Jian Wushuang in the same posture. Although his aura was barely audible, he was actually alive.
Di Qing was not dead, which was not good news, but a big threat to him.
Jian Wushuang had already started to think about how to kill him.
Di Qing was not the only one. A figure in broken armor was also hanging on the city wall.
Jian Wushuang could clearly see that the figure in the broken armor was the young guard who had held him hostage earlier, one of the seven swordsmen.
Among these figures, only the most important one was missing, Yin Ling, who ahd the Heaven-patterned Bone Armor.
Even at the last moment before the Celestial Prefecture was destroyed, Jian Wushuang had taken Yin Ling’s existence into consideration and protected her. It was impossible for her to die.
Now that she had disappeared, there was only one possibility — she had been taken away by the people of this evil city.
At this moment, Cheng Qing and Chun Qiu gradually woke up. They looked around in a daze, but they were speechless.
“What is this place? Have we escaped from the Northern Heaven Celestial Prefecture?” Chen Qing said in a daze. Then, he saw Jian Wushuang, and his eyes lit up.
“Brother Jian, we didn’t die?!”
“Of course we’re not dead,” Chun Qiu muttered. He was extremely weak. but I’m not far from death.
“It’s good that you’ve escaped. This time, we can be considered to have lived together… Wait a minute, isn’t our current location a little strange?”
“Who the f*ck hung us on the city wall?!” Cheng Qing was surprised. He tried to twist his body to break free, but found that he could not even use a bit of strength.
Jian Wushuang spoke in a timely manner, “Don’t waste your energy. Recover well. I think the people who captured us will be out soon.”
As his voice fell, the dust-covered city gate slowly opened, and a faint smell of blood wafted out.
Jian Wushuang could not help but frown. It seemed that this Heavenly Region was just as he had guessed, filled with bloodlust.
As the city gate slowly opened, a team of eight people walked out.
In the middle of the group, there were four people carrying a soft bed on their shoulders.
On the soft bed, there was a young man with disheveled clothes and a loose body.
“Needless to say, it must be this bunch of b*stards who tied us up!” Chen Qing’s face was ashen, and he wanted to go down and draw their blood on the spot.
Chun Qiu’s expression changed as well. He muttered, “Oh no, my storage ring is missing…”
The interspatial ring was given to Jian Wushuang by the Young Emperor when they left the Six Heavens Realm. The amount of Black Mountain peak crystals stored in it was terrifying.
The apex crystals inside was enough to make the top cultivators in a Heavenly Domain fight for it.
Losing it now was an incalculable loss.
“It must have been taken by those bastards who trapped us. When I recover, I’ll crush them,” Cheng Qing gritted his teeth and said. However, he was severely injured. He probably would not be able to fight back against an Ancestor-level cultivator.
