Jian Wushuang did not interrupt his recollections. Somehow, he felt that there was some sort of connection between the two.
He panted slightly for a moment, then continued, "I was all alone in the Heaven Domain. By chance, I came to a Heaven Domain that was full of derivation energy. There, I saw a Derivation Immortal who was extremely powerful. He opened a dojo and gave lectures. I also sat down and listened to his lectures. Very soon, I was immersed in his lectures."
"He promised us that as long as we were to join him, we would be able to ascend to the Derived Immortal Realm within a year. Even if we weren't a top cultivator, we would still be able to form an Immortal Foundation within a few years and reach an unimaginable height."
"In that lecture, there were more than a hundred thousand top cultivators who followed him. I was one of them."
"I originally thought that this was a path with a bright future. However, I did not expect that this path of cultivation would consign me to eternal damnation."
At this point, Jian Wushuang and the others could roughly guess what had happened.
The "him" that this top cultivator mentioned was definitely the black-robed Grand Derivation Immortal You Yun. He roamed the Heaven Domain and opened dojos. He attracted wave after wave of top cultivators and even Derivation Immortals to follow him.
Then, he brought them to his lair and sucked their source energy to strengthen himself.
The result was naturally as Jian Wushuang expected. After You Yun brought them back here, he bared his fangs and tied them up, then sucked their source energy. However, the process was ten thousand times crueler.
"After that old dog brought us here, he did not hide anything. He directly divided us into different grades and ranks."
"The lowest grade, first grade, was very large in number. There were tens of thousands of them. That old dog directly slaughtered them all. He made every cultivator into Soul Amber and gave them to the middle grade cultivators for them to absorb."
"After the middle grade cultivators were forced to absorb these Soul Amber, their strength increased rapidly. However, what awaited them were the top grade cultivators."
"That old dog did the same. After slaughtering the middle grade cultivators, he made them into Soul Amber and gave them to the top grade cultivators."
"As for me, because of my extraordinary talent, I was placed at the highest level. Every ten thousand years, I would have to consume a hundred thousand Soul Ambers."
"During this period of time, my cultivation level increased greatly, and I successfully broke through to the Derived Immortal Realm. As for the others that were in the same situation as me, there were over fifty of them."
"However, what awaited us was something even crueler. Only then did I realize that even though I had become a Derived Immortal, I was still nothing more than a chess piece."
There was a hint of bitterness in his eyes. At the same time, his immortal body was rapidly drying up and was about to die.
"After becoming a Derived Immortal, I thought that I would have the ability to fight against him, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't do anything about it. All of us fifty Derived Immortals were made into praying mats by him, and he absorbed our Immortal Origins day and night."
"This sort of situation continued for a few years. All those that had their Immortal Origins sucked dry were made into Dead Immortal Servants for him to order about, and they were beyond redemption."
"As for me, in order to not be made into a servant, I frantically devoured the Immortal Origins of the other Derived Immortals, and I managed to survive until the end. I also took advantage of the time when he left to escape from the demon's den."
"I originally wanted to leave this place completely, but I didn't expect that my Immortal Origins had been completely shattered, and there was no possibility of me surviving. If I hadn't met my lord today, I'm afraid that I wouldn't have been able to say all this."
When he reached this point, he was already on the verge of death.
"That old bastard is really a beast. Just for himself, he sacrificed so many top cultivators for nothing. He should be cut into pieces!"
Feng Shan said hatefully, and then looked coldly at Shu Yang.
"Why are you looking at me? I didn't have any interactions with him, I only heard about him." Shu Yang quickly explained, "Didn't you see that he even wanted to attack me?"
"Then why are you two in the same camp?" Feng Shan asked again.
Shu Yang's expression was somewhat awkward, and then he said seriously, "Forgive me for not being able to tell you this, but since that You Yun dared to attack me, then I will kill him with my spear!"
Feng Shan snorted, and then did not say anything else. In his opinion, even if Shu Yang went all out, he could not compare to Jian Wushuang's one hand.
Jian Wushuang slowly squatted down, looked at the Derived Immortal in front of him, and said, "You've been tired for so long, it's time for you to have a good sleep."
That Yan Immortal forced himself to open his shriveled eyelids and forced a smile, "Thank you, sir. It's time for me to have a good sleep. I haven't had a good sleep since the day I went to find my master's wife. Now, I can finally sleep …"
"What's the name of that sect of yours?" Jian Wushuang asked softly. He had asked this on a whim.
As if he was recalling a memory that had been sealed for a long time, he finally said slowly, "My lord, it's called the High Clarity Pavilion, located in the Azure Province of a very distant heaven region. The scenery is very good, and master and master's wife were very good to me. Unfortunately, I could not see them for the last time."
After saying this last sentence, that Derived Immortal finally died. His immortal body that could not support itself turned into a pile of bones and scattered with the wind.
Jian Wushuang's heart moved slightly, his originally calm state of mind seemed to recall the past.
That rash and daring girl came from the Azure Province of the Azure Province, and followed him and Di Qing to Mahayana Heaven.
She was called Xi Qingchi, the daughter of the High Clarity Pavilion's sect master.
And this dead Derived Immortal was also one of the twelve disciples of the High Clarity Pavilion.
Everything seemed to be so coincidental, but it also seemed to be fated.
Jian Wushuang sighed inwardly, and then he saw that there was a jade slip the size of a finger in the pile of bones.
He raised his hand and picked up the jade slip, only to see the two words "Shu Huan" carved on it. After so many years, it was still very new.
Perhaps this jade slip was the identity of that dead Derived Immortal. When he was enduring the torment, what supported him should be the High Clarity Pavilion where he cultivated and meditated when he was young.
Keeping the jade slip, Jian Wushuang turned around and looked at the dilapidated hall in the deepest part of the Black Mountain Range. His gaze was extremely cold.
"Rumble!"
The hall shattered, and even the entire mountain range could not withstand the power and collapsed.
With Jian Wushuang in the lead, Shu Yang and Feng Shan used all their strength to bombard all the halls.
"Bastard, hurry up and come out to die!"
Feng Shan roared as he unleashed a barrage of extremely violent attacks, easily shattering anything that could be seen.
Jian Wushuang held the invisible sword and walked step by step towards the dark hall at the front.
In front of this dark hall, under the huge and towering ink-black pine tree, more than ten broken immortal bodies stood guard. As far as the eye could see, the entire place was filled with dead silence and desolation.
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