Jian Wushuang stepped back slowly, and the invisible sword had already formed.
The old man, who was more than ten feet tall, seemed to have walked out of the black fog. There was no Yan Qi around him, but the aura that he exuded was indeed not to be underestimated.
He also realized that although the old man did not reveal his strength, he was probably not at a disadvantage when facing Di Qing. He might even be able to fight to a draw.
At this moment, the young Emperor took a step forward and stood in front of Jian Wushuang. He said nervously, "Origin Lord?"
"Hmm?" The black-robed old man looked at the young Emperor with confusion in his eyes.
"I'm Gong Ziyan," the young Emperor added.
The black-robed old man's eyes suddenly focused. "You're Young Yan?!"
The young Emperor heaved a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly. "Yes, it's me. I thought Origin Lord had forgotten about me."
"Good boy. You've become like this since we parted." The black-robed old man's figure dissipated and then condensed in front of him. He could not hide the joy in his eyes.
Seeing this, Jian Wushuang also heaved a sigh of relief and put away the invisible sword.
It was a good result to avoid a battle that would have cost a lot.
The young Emperor scratched his head. "It's been too long. If I didn't remember what you looked like when I was young, I'm afraid I would be in trouble today."
The old man called Origin Lord looked up and smiled. Then, he said, "Young Yan, don't worry. Even if you don't remember what I look like, I'll always remember what you look like."
"I understand," the young Emperor smiled.
"Alright, since you're here to see this old man, let's have a seat in my palace," the Origin Lord waved her sleeve and said.
The young Emperor nodded and then looked at Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang shook his head without leaving a trace, and his eyes flashed with vigilance.
He smelled danger from the open palace. If he entered rashly, he might encounter an uncontrollable crisis.
"This is?" The Origin Lord looked at Jian Wushuang.
The young Imperial Emperor hurriedly added, "This is my close friend, Brother Jian."
Yuan Jun nodded. "Since you are Yan boy's close friend, I will not expel you for the time being. Come in with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed towards the hall like mist.
Seeing him leave, Jian Wushuang looked at the young Sovereign Emperor and frowned. "How much do you know about him? Do you know how many things he is hiding from you?"
The young Celestial Emperor was a little speechless. After a while, he said, "Origin Lord was one of the only two elders who followed me closely when I was young. Although he released his immortal source not long after, I have always known his care and concern for me. If not for this, he would not have left his inheritance to me."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and placed it on Jian Wushuang's shoulder. "Brother Jian, trust me this once. The Origin Lord will not have any ill intentions towards us."
Jian Wushuang opened his mouth but did not say anything in the end.
The two figures then entered the awe-inspiring hall together.
What he did not say was, in fact, rather important.
If what the young Imperial Emperor said was true, that the Origin Lord had released his immortal source and died, leaving behind only a trace of obsession, then the current situation was completely different from what he said.
The Origin Lord did not die at all. In other words, his immortal source was still very abundant. The figure that appeared was not his last obsession, but a real immortal body that was not broken.
This was also why Jian Wushuang hesitated. After all, when facing an extremely powerful existence who was hiding something, it was right to be vigilant.
The moment they stepped into the hall, the gloomy and dark aura dissipated quite a bit.
The first thing that entered his eyes were elegant pavilions, not the solemn, cold, and deathly silent main hall.
"Yan boy, come, come, come. Follow me to fish."
In a pitch-black immortal pavilion, the Origin Lord sat on top of the eaves and gestured with a fishing rod.
"Coming," the young Imperial Emperor responded and stepped into the immortal pavilion with Jian Wushuang.
After handing him a fishing rod, the Origin Lord looked at Jian Wushuang and said, "Boy, do you like fishing?"
Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "It's alright. I was addicted to it for a while when I was killing time."
"That's good. You are a good seedling if you can maintain your composure." After throwing him a fishing rod, the Origin Lord started fishing excitedly.
The young Imperial Emperor sat in the center. He wanted to ask about the situation, but did not know how to start. He was very hesitant.
Instead, it was Yuan Jun who spoke first. "Young Yan, is there any change in Emperor Zhen Wuyang?"
The young Imperial Emperor replied, "My father is still the same. He said that after establishing the Dasi Region, he settled down and has been living in the Heavenly Courts."
"That's good. He has completed his mission. It is time for him to rest." The Origin Lord nodded. "Tell me, why did you want to see me?"
"Er, that …" The young Imperial Emperor scratched his head awkwardly. "I wanted to come and accept the inheritance …"
The Origin Lord looked at him carefully. "Yan boy, has your immortal body recovered?"
"No, the flaw is still there. I still can't cultivate. After my father used a secret technique to raise me to the Derived Immortal Realm, I can't advance any further." The young Imperial Emperor said.
"Damn it. You belong to the first generation of Imperial Emperors. How can this happen?" The Origin Lord frowned. "Is there no chance to change it?"
"Origin Lord, I have already accepted it. My father can't do anything about it. It seems that it is not bad." The young Imperial Emperor smiled faintly. "The reason why I am here is not for myself. I am here to prepare for Brother Jian to accept the inheritance of the Origin Lord."
The Origin Lord looked at Jian Wushuang again. "For him?"
"That's right. I am just a Derived Immortal who can't cultivate. If not for Brother Jian's protection, I would have died in the assassination attempts."
As he spoke, he told the Origin Lord about the complicated relationship between the princes.
In the end, he said faintly, "Our generation will only end with killing."
The Origin Lord remained silent. She reached out and patted the young Imperial Emperor's shoulder. "It has been hard on you."
"But, my inheritance is no longer with me."
The young Imperial Emperor did not understand. He was confused.
"If you had come to accept my inheritance after I destroyed my Immortal Source, you would have been able to see it. But now, everything has changed." The Origin Lord sighed. "Even though I can't explain everything that has happened, it has indeed happened."
Jian Wushuang pricked up his ears. He knew that the Origin Lord was about to reveal the real secret.
"The so-called Derived Immortal or Great Derived Immortal is nothing more than the immortal source."
"The immortal source is the true foundation. It complements the immortal root. It is the most important thing for a Derived Immortal. The destruction of the immortal source means complete death."
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