The extremely dense black gas was still in the shape of a whirlpool as it frantically surged into the broken body that had collapsed on the ground.
Jian Wushuang and the young Emperor glanced at each other, then slowly stepped forward with their swords in hand.
The broken body that had been sliced into two was constantly wriggling, as if it was slowly mending itself.
"Brother Jian, we must not let him recover!" The young Emperor said coldly. Then, he pulled out the flexible sword at his waist and nailed half of the body to the ground with one strike, preventing it from recovering.
Chen Qing also stepped forward and said with some shock, "What is this guy? Could he be a Derived Immortal that had fallen on a distant battlefield?"
Jian Wushuang shook his head and said softly, "He is definitely not a Derived Immortal. Even if his Immortal Source is shattered, a Derived Immortal with a lingering will still have Derived Immortal fluctuations. However, this one does not even have a trace of Derived Immortal fluctuations."
"That is really strange." Chen Qing scratched his head.
Then, Jian Wushuang focused his gaze on the broken body.
Due to the black and heavy faceplate, his face could not be seen. He could only see two rays of black light shooting out from his eye sockets, carrying some kind of power that could shock one's soul.
Inexplicably, Jian Wushuang subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to remove the faceplate.
"Brother Jian!" the young Emperor suddenly grabbed his arm. "Be careful."
He nodded, then slowly squatted down and reached out his hand to touch the faceplate of the dead living being.
It was bone-chilling to the touch. Then, with the sound of bearings colliding, the complicated and intricate faceplate split open from the nose, revealing a face.
To be more precise, it was a perfectly preserved and resolute face.
No one would have thought that this undead spirit, whose body was about to turn into a skeleton, would still have such a face.
As the complex and intricate facial armor opened, the resolute and valiant face turned slightly and finally looked at Jian Wushuang who was in front of him.
This gaze seemed to pass through the Gazing Ancient Galaxy and back through the long river of time.
Jian Wushuang was shocked by what he saw.
After a long time, Jian Wushuang said softly, "Everything is in the past. The present doesn't belong to the past."
That resolute and valiant face was slightly moved. He opened his mouth, as if he was trying very hard to speak. "Why do I feel a sense of familiarity from you?"
With this sound, the two halves of his body quickly dissipated, turning into a puff of ash and disappearing.
Jian Wushuang's body trembled slightly when the resolute and valiant face was about to disappear.
Because when the Necromancer's figure finally disappeared, he moved his lips and said something.
"You're not from Dayan."
…
Then, his body, together with the surging black gas, turned into ashes.
The surging black gas dissipated, and the entire unknown Abyssal World began to collapse rapidly. Fine cracks began to appear on the stone dome above his head.
"Let's go, this place is about to collapse." Young Emperor reminded in a deep voice. The abyss, which originally had no exit, cracked open a crack not far away. It was the exit.
Now that the source of the darkness that destroyed the first heaven of the Lower Three Heavens had been eliminated, there was naturally no need to stay here.
Young Emperor and the rest prepared to leave.
Jian Wushuang also recovered from his deep thoughts. He looked at the place where the Necromancer disappeared, and suddenly saw a black bead lying quietly under the mask.
His heart moved, and he reached out his hand. That black bead and the mask fell into his hand.
"Brother Jian, let's go, this place can't hold on for much longer." Chen Qing's voice came from afar.
"Coming." Jian Wushuang stuffed the black bead and the mask into the Alms Bowl Vase, and flew forward.
Because the black gas had completely disappeared, they could naturally use the derivation force again.
With the help of the derivation force, the four Derivation Immortals easily flew out of the abyss.
When they stood above the abyss again, young Emperor heaved a sigh of relief.
The source of the black gas that contaminated the entire heaven had been removed, and all the danger had been resolved.
In the following time, the black mountains of the first heaven would definitely continue to be mined.
Looking at the black mountains under the hazy sky, Jian Wushuang faintly felt that there were still many mysteries that had yet to be discovered and solved.
The originally troublesome matter was easily resolved. After returning from the Lower Three Heavens, young Emperor immediately made the decision and ordered more than ten Derivation Immortals to bring twenty carriages of treasures into Little Solitary Heaven, and gave them all to Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang didn't reject, and directly let Chen Qing and Cui Jing take over. The good things were left in the hall, and the remaining treasures were all brought to the Wangu Wushuang Auction House.
After returning to Little Solitary Heaven from the Lower Three Heavens, Jian Wushuang directly jumped onto the roof and started to think about the meaning of the words of the source of darkness.
Not long later, the three Emperors who had been silent all this time took the initiative to appear for the first time. They all looked at Jian Wushuang with a serious expression.
"Young friend, this is not a joke." The tall and skinny old man Yang Jun was the first to speak. His face was full of seriousness and vigilance.
Dao Gong and Su He also nodded in agreement with a serious expression.
"Uh, seniors, what's the matter?" Jian Wushuang scratched his head and asked awkwardly.
Yang Jun didn't say much. He stretched out his hand, and a black object wrapped in rich derivation force flew out of the Alms Bowl Bottle.
"This is the object. Young friend, where did you get it?" Yang Jun asked seriously.
Looking at the black pearl that was still emitting a strange aura, Jian Wushuang didn't hide anything. He immediately told them everything that happened in the Lower Three Heavens.
In the end, he said, "This black pearl and that mask were both found in the abyss. Could it be that this thing has some effect on you?"
Yang Jun nodded. "Not only does it have an effect, but more importantly, we found that this thing can erode Divine Sense and derivation force. Even we are no exception."
A short sentence contained too much information, and Jian Wushuang couldn't help but be shocked.
The black pearl produced by the seemingly weak source of darkness in the abyss could even erode the Divine Sense and derivation force of an Emperor!
An Emperor was the highest controller that Jian Wushuang knew. Although he hadn't stepped into the Great Derivation Immortal, he was an existence that could easily crush a Nine Revolution Great Derivation Immortal. He was the creator of a Heavenly Court.
Even Uncle Yu, who was under Emperor Zhen Wuyang, could kill Di Qing, who was a Nine Revolution Great Derivation Immortal, with one finger, let alone an unimaginable existence like an Emperor.
Even though Yang Jun, Dao Gong, and Su He's Emperor bodies were destroyed, they were still Emperors with the providence of an Emperor.
However, the black pearl was able to cause actual damage to an Imperial Emperor. It was simply too inconceivable.
"This thing has a great effect on us." Dao Gong, who had been silent, added at this time.
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