Apart from the fact that Jian Wushuang's cheeks were swollen due to the fact that he couldn't dodge in time, he wasn't as shocked as the young emperor's swollen face.
These fairies seemed to have determined that the young Emperor was a real pervert. They did their best to take care of him, and Jian Wushuang managed to avoid a disaster.
The young Emperor waved his hand and plucked a cloud to cover his face. Then, he continued, "Brother Jian, actually, the place I want to bring you to is a place called Sword Heaven in the Heavenly Court."
"I saw that the sword at your waist is already broken, so I want to find another one. Or, I want to fuse my Sword Dao in the Sword Heaven."
When Jian Wushuang heard this, he started to believe what he said.
After all, from the young Emperor's previous behavior, he would not be so frivolous as to bring him to peek at fairies bathing.
"What kind of place is the Sword Heaven you mentioned?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"It's probably a place to place obsessions," the young Emperor said. "Those who are sleeping there are the obsessions of some of the old brothers who followed my Emperor Father to battle."
Jian Wushuang nodded and did not say anything else.
The two rested on the roof of the pavilion for a few more days before they set off for the Sword Heaven.
After leaving the Zephyr Platform, at the edge of the Heavenly Court's Heaven Realm, Jian Wushuang saw a small world shrouded in chaos.
Even with the strength of an Evolved Immortal, he could not find out what was in this chaotic world.
However, from the powerful aura that came from time to time, any obsessions here were probably extremely terrifying when they were alive.
With the young Emperor Lord leading the way, they finally entered the so-called Sword Sky after entering the chaotic and hazy fog.
When they stepped on the ground, they kicked up waves of gray sand.
Jian Wushuang looked around and saw endless gray sand and rocks. Withered tree trunks and branches were facing the sky. They looked like figures who were covering their faces and crying.
The gray sand and rocks extended into the distance and intersected with the sky.
"Guard your heart. The murderous aura and obsessions here are too strong. If you are corroded, it will be difficult to pull yourself out," the young Emperor reminded in a deep voice.
Jian Wushuang nodded. From the moment he entered the Sword Heaven, he felt that the entire world was formed by murderous intent and indescribable obsessions.
It was hard for him to imagine that there would be such a place in the peaceful Heavenly Court's Heaven Realm.
As if sensing the invasion of an external force, the sky above the Sword Heaven began to fluctuate. Great obsessions shuttled back and forth.
The young Emperor waved his hand and threw out a golden seal. Then, the obsessions disappeared.
After traveling through the Sword Heaven, it only took a few dozen breaths before a huge black stone hall appeared in the gray sand.
Perhaps it was because no one had set foot in this place at all. The enormous hall was practically half buried in the grey sand, and it appeared vast and desolate.
"This huge hall is where my Emperor Father's old brothers placed their obsessions." The young Emperor looked at Jian Wushuang and said, "Your Sword Dao is unparalleled. However, the person in this hall is not ordinary. I believe he will be of some help to your Sword Dao."
When Jian Wushuang heard this, he could not help but think of the heaven-defying sword collection in his arms. If there was really a Heavenly Talent with a perfect Sword Dao, he could make a copy of it and study it carefully …
Jian Wushuang waved his hand and pushed open the heavy door of the hall. A familiar smell of hot iron entered his nose.
To a sword wielder, the smell of iron and fire was the most intimate smell.
This was the smell of sword-forging.
Jian Wushuang, who was originally calm, could not wait to meet the person that the young Emperor mentioned.
The entire hall was spacious and huge. There was no order to the construction.
The entire hall was like Fo Yi was a burning cauldron. The entire floor was like lava, emitting a crimson red color.
Jian Wushuang roughly scanned the entire hall. Other than the hundreds of seats, only the faded murals on the surrounding walls attracted his attention.
Due to the long passage of time, most of the murals had faded. However, Jian Wushuang could still guess that these murals depicted the most tragic battle.
The heavens were torn apart. Countless Derived Immortals were dying. They were resolute and determined.
Jian Wushuang did not delve into the meaning of these murals. He believed that all the heavens had a tragic past. The past could not be changed.
It seemed like this was not the young Emperor's first time here. He led Jian Wushuang forward with great familiarity.
After exiting the main hall, the air started to turn from stuffy to hot.
Even the Derived Force on the surface of his body faintly felt like it was being burned. It could be seen how high the temperature was.
"This fellow is not good with words. He has a quiet personality. However, when it comes to swordsmithing, no one would dare to claim first if he said he was second."
As they walked, the young Emperor said, "In addition, he is the only disciple of an old friend of my Emperor Father. His Sword Dao is unfathomable."
"Speaking of my Emperor Father's old friend, he is the only Sword Immortal I have seen who has reached the peak of Perfect Fusion."
Jian Wushuang listened quietly. Regarding Sword Immortals and the entire situation of the Great Yan Huan, he had yet to come into contact with them.
The only person he had met so far was Sword Immortal Ding Baiyi, who had a stunning appearance in the Divine Power Universe.
Just one Absolute Sword was enough to make thousands of swords pale in comparison.
However, Jian Wushuang suddenly recalled that before he rushed to the Heavenly Court, during the ambush, there was a mysterious person who did not appear from the beginning to the end. However, he used his Startled Swan Sword to tear apart the Heavenly Region and killed dozens of Derived Immortals.
Could that mysterious person be a Sword Immortal?
There was no answer. Some people or things might forever remain a mystery.
"In order to let this fellow focus on swordsmithing, I hid it from my Emperor Father and gave him all the swords in the entire Sword Heaven."
"The last time we met was at the Heavenly Courts banquet. I wonder if this fellow has made any progress now."
He walked forward confidently. After an unknown period of time, the ground beneath his feet disappeared and he reached the end of the huge hall.
However, the next scene shocked Jian Wushuang.
Behind this huge hall, there was actually a huge chasm!
In this huge chasm, purplish-red lava flowed out from the earth's core, surging and roaring.
Countless real swords hung high above the chasm. Silver-white water droplets slowly dripped from the tip of each real sword.
Jian Wushuang saw it clearly and found it even more unbelievable.
Every silver-white water droplet was actually sword intent!
It was a condensed, materialized sword intent!
What kind of technique was this to be able to refine the sword intent of a real sword?
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