Legend of Swordsman C.5558 - : Special Life Forms of the God’s Tomb

Chapter 5558: Special Life Forms of the God’s Tomb

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Can’t wait any longer!” Zhen Ling pointed his finger, and the space reverted to its original state, his figure disappearing from the spot.

He couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

Now, he had to resolve everything.

His true self couldn’t go, so he had to send an avatar to take a look.

If that wasn’t enough, he would injure Shen Ling first.

Even across countless spaces, even when the First Prison was originally an entire universe, independent of the Origin Source of Qishen, with the strength of his true self, he could still injure Shen Ling.

However, doing so would only address the symptoms, not the root cause, and might even make Shen Ling more desperate.

Therefore, he had to go inside to see how things had developed to this point.

He was aware of the Life power within Jian Wushuang’s body, and it probably wouldn’t take more than a few epochs to restore Fuego’s strength to its peak. 𝒻𝓇ℯ𝘦𝘸𝑒𝑏𝓃𝑜𝓿𝘦𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓶

Fuego at his peak was formidable.

When suppressing Fuego back then, a Divine Master was mobilized.

The strength of that Divine Master could rank in the top three in the original timeline.

The so-called peak forces of the Three Kings Court were like blank paper before that Divine Master, easily torn apart.

Universe Master!

Zhen Ling blinked.

There was also a significant power gap among the Universe Masters, similar to the Emperor’s level.

The weaker ones were no match for the supreme-peak.

Back then, Jueyun’s strength was not weaker than those Universe Masters.

The powerful ones were exceptionally formidable, like Qishen and the Three Great Divine Masters.

However, Qishen’s strength was once enough to overlook all Universe Masters in the Moro Temporal Universe, ranking as the top-tier powerhouse.

Even if the Three Great Divine Masters joined forces, facing Qishen was like a fleeting moment.

Rip!

Space tore open, revealing a rift, and when it reappeared, it was in another space.

The sky here was dim, without sun or moon.

The operation of space was also very peculiar.

This place was not the space where the universe was born and evolved; it was artificially created.

Black Tortoise Temple, within the Seventh World.

As soon as Zhen Ling descended, Xuan Yi sensed it, and his brows furrowed.

The events in the Four Great Secret Realms, he had some knowledge of, understanding the severity of the situation.

“My Lord, do you need my assistance?” Xuan Yi didn’t beat around the bush this time; he went straight to the point.

Zhen Ling didn’t play coy either. Standing side by side with Xuan Yi, they stood atop a towering mountain, overlooking the entire vast world.

This place was the seventh realm of Black Tortoise Temple, vast and expansive, no smaller than the Heavenly Realm.

However, there wasn’t a single living being here, or rather, no cultivators.

All were puppets.

Yet, these puppets seemed eerily human.

At a glance, although the environment here differed from the Four Great Secret Realms, the puppets from various places resembled the cultivators in those realms.

“I’m planning to visit the First Prison!”

Xuan Yi exclaimed, “My Lord, once you go, you won’t be able to return!”

The First Prison was a one-way passage, a fact known to all four Temple Masters.

“If we don’t go, within three epochs, they will come out. Who will stop Fuego then?” Zhen Ling turned to look at Xuan Yi.

Fuego’s strength could obliterate the Three Kings Court, though not on par with the Divine Master, it wasn’t far off.

He had the strength to resist, but only that.

What if the opponent wreaked havoc inside the Qishen Temple? What would they do then?

Hence, he had to enter the First Prison!

Whether in his transformed state or his true form, he should go and see.

Xuan Yi lowered his head, sighing, “My Lord, what’s the plan?”

With things having come this far, there was no other way. They could only go inside and see what to do next.

“Don’t worry too much. If the Qishen Temple is really finished, you might truly be free, won’t you?” Zhen Ling’s words held some hidden meaning and a hint of dissatisfaction.

Xuan Yi did indeed have some thoughts.

If the Qishen Temple really fell, Xuan Yi could leave with the Black Tortoise Temple without any worries.

The current Xuan Yi was no different from a cultivator, a fact that the other Temple Masters, and even Zhen Ling, couldn’t match.

Zhen Ling couldn’t even leave, and the other Temple Masters couldn’t cultivate.

But Xuan Yi was different. He had undergone the transformation by that senior, making him no different from a cultivator.

“My Lord, I was created by the Qishen. I owe everything to the Qishen Temple…” Xuan Yi was moved. He had entertained such thoughts, but the Qishen Temple was still his home!

However, Zhen Ling shook his head and said, “It’s actually not bad. We must leave some tricks for the Qishen Temple. I don’t blame you!”

In case of an emergency, he had even entrusted some matters to Xuan Yi.

“This time, I’ve come to seek your help. Rest assured, I won’t treat you unfairly!”

Xuan Yi immediately bowed and said, “Feel free to ask for anything. I won’t say a second word.”

Normally, Zhen Ling was decisive, but now in this posture, what else could he say? It was undoubtedly full support.

“I need you to urgently help me refine a corporeal puppet with the combat power of a Universe Master!” Zhen Ling spoke.

Xuan Yi was taken aback. A puppet with the power of a Universe Master was not easy to create; the cost would be higher than cultivating an actual Universe Master.

In general, no one would do such a thing; it was too wasteful.

“How long do you need, regardless of anything else? The crucial thing now is time!” Xuan Yi pondered and said.

“100 years!” Although stated as a century, it was already the fastest time acceleration. In real time, it might be over 100 million years.

Zhen Ling nodded, saying, “I only need the vessel. I’ll provide the treasures. The faster, the better!”

After handing a mustard seed to Xuan Yi, Zhen Ling didn’t linger and left directly.

He still had other matters to arrange.

Since he was mobilizing a corporeal puppet, even though its strength could only reach the level of a Universe Master, he needed some helpers.

Ordinary supremes naturally didn’t catch his eye.

God’s Tomb!

This place was the most mysterious in Qishen Temple and also the home to the most powerful individuals.

Although sparsely populated, this place gave birth to powerful beings from various backgrounds.

In the realm of Special Life Forms, born through countless epochs of accumulation, emerged several supreme-level powerhouses, distinct from ordinary practitioners.

These Special Life Forms were considered offspring of the Qishen Temple’s Origin Source, lacking a true Origin Source themselves.

Some possessed formidable divine bodies, inherently flawless.

Deep within the God’s Tomb Realm, there existed a purple pool, beneath which lay a complex formation.

Ever since the passage between realms was opened, these exceptional beings, defying the natural order, were suppressed in this location.

Among these formidable Special Life Forms, any one of them could dominate an entire realm.

In the Heavenly Realm, the mightiest native Emperor, reaching the pinnacle of supremacy, only attained the realm of cosmic secret techniques and mastery.

In comparison, they were akin to several Palace Masters of the Elder Palace, far from reaching the level of Grand Elder Guangmu.

Yet, the Special Life Forms suppressed in this place, each one of them possessed power comparable to Grand Elder Guangmu.

Some even rivaled Wu Zuo or the Divine General Moyin.