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Chapter 4859

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Selfless True Shadow

Under such an attack, Zhang Tian could only defend himself. He could not even counterattack.

He could only raise his spear and block the sword slashes. He was extremely frustrated.

In a short span of ten breaths, Jian Wushuang slashed more than thirty-six thousand times. Zhang Tian's spear was shaken to the point that blood dripped from his hand.

He said faintly, "Release your immortal technique. Otherwise, with your current situation, it will be extremely difficult for you to even protect yourself."

Zhang Tian's gaze wavered. The aura around him also changed. It changed from its previous calmness to its sharpness.

Thousands of pure gold radiance burst forth from the golden spear in his hand. A majestic aura surged out.

Jian Wushuang was forced to retreat. He had a serious look in his eyes.

"It has been many years since I comprehended the immortal technique. However, I still wave my spear three thousand times every day. It is all for the sake of today."

"In short, I have a blood feud. No matter who tries to stop me, there will only be one outcome."

Zhang Tian seemed to have fused with the spear in his hand. The pillar of light that almost swallowed the void rushed into the sky.

At this moment, the Great Dao order flowing in the void started to collapse.

"My immortal technique is called Bitter Wheel. You are not the first Derived Immortal to see it. You will definitely not be the last."

"At the same time, I have a feeling that if you die under my immortal technique, my immortal technique will be perfected. I will also enter the Grand Derived Immortal Realm."

Jian Wushuang raised his brows. The invisible Sword One in his hand tilted. "There is no point in saying more. Come."

A reddish-gold pillar of light shot up into the sky, dispersing the violent wind in the void. Zhang Tian's hair danced wildly behind him as the golden spear in his hand rang out. A golden wheel that was over a million feet tall appeared behind him, emitting a vigorous and untouchable aura.

"All Derived Immortals and top cultivators, retreat!" Jian Wushuang shouted.

The Derived Immortals who were originally fighting did not hesitate and immediately retreated.

At this moment, Chen Qing's gaze was serious. He could feel that even he could not handle Zhang Tian's attack.

Jian Wushuang, is that okay?

All of the Derived Immortals and top cultivators looked at this scene seriously. This kind of move would determine victory and defeat, no matter who won or lost, it was extremely important.

"Bitter Wheel, Cover the Sky!"

Following Zhang Tian's shout, the light wheel behind him that was over a million feet tall fell heavily, and the void collapsed. All the top cultivators and even Derived Immortals were shocked when they saw this scene.

This light wheel was really too vast. Almost at the instant it descended, it covered a hundred thousand miles of void. Even a Derived Immortal would most likely perish under this Immortal Technique.

Jian Wushuang stood in place, looking at the light wheel that was descending with a calm gaze.

"Buzz …"

A loud buzzing sound reverberated in the void, and the reddish-gold splendor swallowed everything in an instant.

The young Thearch, who had retreated far away, suddenly narrowed his eyes. He subconsciously wanted to dash forward.

Chen Qing pulled him back. "Little Emperor Lord, calm down. Brother Jian can't have died just like that."

"Even if he can't have died just like that, it's too risky for him to do this." The young Thearch took a deep breath, then focused his gaze in front.

When the light wheel that was over a million feet tall completely swallowed Jian Wushuang, Zhang Tian's arm suddenly shook, and he threw the long spear into the void.

In an instant, it split into a hundred thousand long spears, and every single one of them was buzzing.

"Go!"

He shouted, and the hundred thousand long spears shattered the void, stabbing towards the center of the Bitter Wheel from all directions.

In the eyes of all the top cultivators, the outcome was already a foregone conclusion.

Even the Master of the Immortal Region, Zhang Tian, revealed a smile at this moment.

However, this smile had yet to be completely revealed, and it froze.

In the next moment, the hundred thousand long spear true shadows suddenly stopped on the Bitter Wheel, unable to move an inch further.

Then, a true shadow that was also over a million feet tall appeared!

It was a true shadow with long hair, and a pair of eyes that were filled with divine might. A seven-star system slowly rotated between his brows, and it was extremely determined and majestic.

That was Jian Wushuang's true shadow, the Selfless True Shadow.

Every breath seemed to be a reincarnation of the universe. His appearance was like the materialization of the Heavenly Dao's order, and even Derived Immortals felt pressured.

Then, that majestic true shadow slowly stretched out its palm, and with a casual wave, the hundred thousand long spears suspended in the void were all destroyed.

Meanwhile, the Bitter Wheel that restrained Jian Wushuang's true shadow could not withstand that pressure, and it began to repair the cracks.

Then, an extremely dazzling light burst forth, and the Bitter Wheel shattered!

All the Derived Immortals and top cultivators covered their eyes at this moment.

When the light dissipated, everything dimmed.

That huge true shadow looked down, and his eyes that emitted divine might were emotionless.

In his palm, a golden spear that was like a toothpick had already broken into two halves.

All the surviving Derived Immortals and top cultivators in the Immortal Region subconsciously retreated, and their faces were all ashen.

Zhang Tian's expression changed again and again, and his originally arrogant and insufferably arrogant face had also lost all color.

Then, he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of thick god blood!

The destruction of his vital golden spear was practically directly related to his immortal origin, and it directly suffered an unimaginable injury!

The Selfless True Shadow slowly dissipated, and Jian Wushuang stepped down from the sky.

At this moment, all the Derived Immortals and top cultivators in the Six Heavens Realm were extremely emotional.

The young Imperial Emperor raised the flexible sword in his hand, and his voice echoed in the void, "Sword Follower Heavenly Official, charge!"

Jian Wushuang looked at the extremely dispirited Zhang Tian, and then threw the broken spear in his hand in front of him.

"You guys have already lost."

Zhang Tian looked at him in a daze, and did not speak.

At this moment, a middle-aged Derived Immortal beside him suddenly took a step forward, and said seriously, "No, we did not lose!"

"The Immortal Domain has already been formed since the Imperial Emperor established the Great Si Region, and it has a deep foundation. It is superior to the Heavenly Dao, and inferior to the Heavenly Dao. It has not been destroyed even after numerous calamities. Even if it is not a match today, it will definitely be able to make a comeback in the future."

Looking at the middle-aged Derived Immortal who was neither servile nor overbearing in the face of disaster, Jian Wushuang could not help but have a higher opinion of him.

After saying those words, the middle-aged Derived Immortal supported Zhang Tian, and said softly, "Sect Master, the remaining old brothers will cover your retreat. Immediately return to the Immortal Domain and ask for help from the Imperial Emperor. Remember, as long as you are alive, everything will be worth it."

Zhang Tian looked at him, but before he could say anything, he was directly sent into the Celestial Formation in the void by Zhang Tian's Qi Derivation Force.

After doing all this, the middle-aged Derived Immortal's eyes were rather calm, and he pulled out the true sword at his waist, and fearlessly faced Jian Wushuang.

"What is your name?"

"I am going to die immediately, so there is no harm in telling you, Song Xin."

"Not bad, I will remember you."

Jian Wushuang nodded, and an invisible sword quietly condensed in his hand.

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