As time passed, the Yunxiao Palace had been discussing swordsmanship for a hundred thousand years.
The peach blossoms were still the same, and the little demon from back then had grown into a graceful and graceful woman.
The two people under the tree seemed to never know fatigue, and even the peach branches on the tree were almost all broken.
"Stop fighting, my hair will be gone if you continue." This became Peach Fairy's catchphrase, but it did not seem to be of much use.
The broken branches had already piled up into two small hills.
One of the white-robed figures changed his swordsmanship, which had been reserved for more than a hundred thousand years. He was like a Peerless Sword, and every attack was extremely sharp.
The other black-robed figure also changed his swordsmanship from more than a hundred thousand years ago. He was like a hidden sword, and every attack was as steady as water.
They were already learning from each other!
When the black-robed figure's last attack forced the white-robed figure's Peerless Sword back, the hundred-thousand-year Dao discussion finally came to an end.
"Stop fighting, I'm tired." Ding Baiyi stretched and threw the peach branch in his hand to Jian Wushuang. Then, he leaped and lay back on the roof of the Divine Pavilion.
Jian Wushuang smiled. After throwing the branch to Peach Fairy, he also leaped onto the roof.
Looking at the clouds in front of him, he asked, "Why did you want to kill me at the beginning?"
Ding Baiyi said leisurely, "I was asked to do so, and I wanted to return the favor. It's that simple."
Jian Wushuang was even more confused. "I just entered the Great Yan Huan by accident. I didn't have time to do anything, and I already made enemies?"
Hearing this, Ding Baiyi looked at him and said, "In the Desolate Land, did the Young Emperor's trusted followers die in your hands?"
Jian Wushuang was about to refute, but suddenly recalled something. He said in astonishment, "Could it be that the guys I casually killed were a powerful force in the Great Yan Huan?"
Ding Baiyi curled his lips. "So what if I killed a hundred of those inferior followers? But what happened after that was the key to why I came to take your life."
"When you left the Grand Yan Huan, did you release an Azure Phoenix?"
Jian Wushuang said embarrassedly, "I think I let one go …"
"Then do you know that Blue Luan is an Imperial Emperor? You let an Imperial Emperor escape! "Ding Baiyi said angrily.
"I didn't know anything at that time. It was purely because she begged me that I helped her. Whatever happened after that has nothing to do with me," Jian Wushuang hurriedly said.
"You …" Ding Baiyi shook his head helplessly and no longer spoke.
He probed, "You don't plan to kill me anymore?"
"I'm too lazy to kill. I suddenly lost interest." Ding Baiyi said lazily, "Moreover, if I were to kill you now, wouldn't it be an unfair victory?"
"If you don't kill me, how are you going to explain it when you return? Aren't you afraid that the little Sovereign Emperor will find out?"
Ding Baiyi sneered disdainfully. "I'm only repaying his father's kindness in the past. If I say I'm going to kill you, then I'm going to kill you. Who dares to refute me?"
Looking at the domineering Ding Baiyi, Jian Wushuang laughed loudly. "Then when I have the power to fight again, let's compete again?"
He adjusted himself into a comfortable position. "Even if that day comes, I will definitely kill you with my sword to complete my sword mind."
"However, I'm afraid that day will never come." After Ding Baiyi finished his last sentence, he slowly fell asleep.
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, leaped down from the Divine Pavilion, and returned to the Yunxiao Palace.
After sleeping in the Divine Pavilion for a hundred years, Ding Baiyi was ready to leave.
Jian Wushuang and the Old Reverend sent him to the Rodu Galaxy.
In front of the Chaos Spring, Jian Wushuang waved his hand and wiped away the seal in the Chaos Spring. Majestic and strange energy poured out, as if a door to ascension had opened.
Ding Baiyi, who was still dressed in plain clothes, stood in front of the vast energy. He really looked like an otherworldly sword immortal.
No one spoke. Ding Baiyi walked forward slowly. After dozens of steps, he slowly turned his head and glanced at Jian Wushuang. Then, he strode forward.
"Ding Baiyi," Jian Wushuang shouted loudly, then threw something in his hand forward.
Ding Baiyi caught it without turning his head. It was a peach blossom branch.
"Let's not meet again." He held the peach blossom branch tightly in his hand and waved it gently. Then, his body sank into the vast energy and completely disappeared.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand and sealed the Chaos Spring again. He looked at the Old Reverend and said, "Old Reverend, do you think that Ding Baiyi will be fine after entering the space-time turbulence?"
"Of course. With his cultivation level, he won't make any mistakes. At most, he'll feel a little unwell," the Old Reverend replied.
Jian Wushuang heaved a sigh of relief. "Another demon has left. Now, I can finally settle down and settle the score."
The Old Reverend did not speak. He walked steadily behind Jian Wushuang.
Cloud Palace.
At this moment, only Jian Wushuang and the Old Reverend were sitting side by side in the huge hall. On the table in front of them, there was a gloomy black light that was bound by god power.
That was 10% of the Devourer Emperor's origin. It was also a clay idol.
"Old Reverend, is there any way to destroy it?" Jian Wushuang asked solemnly.
The Old Reverend nodded. Then, he extended his hand and pressed it on the gloomy black light.
Runes containing the intent of destruction rose. Strands of black smoke surged. Finally, it completely dissipated, leaving no trace behind.
"With this, the Devourer Emperor can be considered dead, right?"
The Old Reverend nodded.
Only then did Jian Wushuang relax. Then, he propped his chin with his hand and asked doubtfully, "What exactly is a clay idol? The Qilin Court did not hesitate to destroy the Heavenly Dao and lured millions of cultivators to condense it. Even the Devourer Emperor had a clay idol? "
"Generally speaking, clay idols are the obsessions of the past, the cultivation of the mortal world, and the comprehension of one's own." The Old Reverend explained, "The first step to entering the Great Yan Huan is to sever the past of the mortal world."
"Back then, Qilin Court wanted to enter the Great Yan Huan?" Jian Wushuang was stunned.
The Old Reverend said, "We can't rule out that possibility. However, if he were to remove the clay idols from his body, he would be severely injured even if he entered the Derived Immortal Realm. That's why he lured so many cultivators to become his clay idols."
"I see." Jian Wushuang nodded. "Now that the internal and external chaos has been quelled, it's time to enter the Void Universe again."
The Old Reverend nodded. "Let's wait for another hundred thousand years. I need to adjust my breathing for a while."
After analyzing for several days, the Old Reverend left the Cloud Palace and returned to his residence.
Standing in the vast plaza, Jian Wushuang directly adjusted his breathing.
Now that the Devourer Organization and the Devourer Emperor had disappeared, the doors to the Void Universe were wide open.
The last thing Jian Wushuang wanted to do was to completely eliminate the nightmare existence of the God Power Universe!
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