And the result of them being killed together was an outcome that Yu Chang absolutely did not want to see.
That was because he had a special feeling toward Jian Wushuang. That feeling was a sense of closeness, as well as some inexplicable factors.
If he killed him without knowing why, it would be the biggest mistake.
Seeing the two Imperial Emperors in a stalemate in front of him, Jian Wushuang, who was on the verge of death, curled his lips into a secret smile.
He did not expect that the owner of the Immortal Body he possessed would be able to make Yu Chang plead for mercy.
This way, Zhen Wuyang would not kill him.
Just as he thought, Zhen Wuyang also fell silent and did not attack.
Because he was a part of Zhen Wuyang. Once he died, Zhen Wuyang would not have it easy. He might not even be an Emperor anymore.
Before he could smile proudly, his expression suddenly changed. Then, his Immortal Body shattered even faster.
"No, no, how … how is this possible? How can you not die?! "
Jian Wushuang screamed. His Immortal Body was on the verge of collapse.
"Hmm?"
Zhen Wuyang and Yu Chang were confused. They did not know why he had lost his composure.
But then, the Emperor blood that kept falling and the Emperor providence's rapid depletion made them notice a change.
"Could it be that Little Friend Wushuang, who had his Immortal Body stolen, did not die?" Yu Chang said in surprise.
Zhen Wuyang did not dare to believe it. Even if Jian Wushuang could defeat a Rank Three Grand Expansion Immortal, it was impossible for him to last so long under the devouring of the Emperor providence and not die.
But the change in this Immortal Body made them believe that Jian Wushuang did not die!
…
In the Boundless Divine Consciousness.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang stood in the sand, looking forward with a pale face.
In front of him was an exasperated Emperor Zhen Wuyang.
"Return my Immortal Body to me, and I will let you go," Jian Wushuang said weakly.
In such a war between two Emperors, he was the one who had experienced it all. Even though his Divine Sense was perfect, it was on the verge of collapse.
Emperor Zhen Wuyang was exasperated. He did not expect Jian Wushuang to still be alive.
"You? You are courting death! If you voluntarily fall into a deep sleep, I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will destroy your soul on the spot! "
Jian Wushuang sighed faintly and did not say anything else.
In the next moment, a black feather that covered the sky suddenly appeared behind him!
As the black feather, a Chasing Bird treasure image that occupied more than half of the Divine Consciousness Sand sea appeared.
It had six horns on its head, and each horn was of a different color. It was magnificent and mysterious.
Then, it slowly opened its eye chakra. Its extremely pure golden pupils seemed to be able to see through everything in the universe.
This was a desolate and ancient aura. It came from the Ancient Gazing Era, unimaginable.
Along with the appearance of the Chasing Bird and Jian Wushuang's transformation, Imperial Monarch Zhen Wu who was originally exasperated felt a wisp of deep coldness arise from the bottom of his heart.
He had never expected that there would be the aura of an imperial emperor in the depths of Jian Wushuang's divine consciousness!
"Ahhh!"
The Emperor's providence was shattered, and the Emperor's blood gushed out. The Emperor's body was in a miserable state.
In the void, Jian Wushuang was rolling crazily as his providence rapidly declined.
Zhen Wuyang and Yu Chang looked at each other and then attacked together. Strands of Emperor's providence transformed into chains that completely bound him.
Immediately after, the group of Ancient Wang elders also took their positions. They released their providence together and rebuilt the Desolate Apotheosis Realm!
The void was being repaired, and endless gravel and powder gathered together. The providence of more than 50 Ancient Wang elders was too terrifying. It was enough to repair any realm.
And the Desolate Apotheosis Realm was completely repaired in dozens of breaths.
Seeing this, Zhen Wuyang waved his hand. The ground immediately bulged, forming a towering divine mountain.
Then, the two Imperial Emperors joined forces and tied Jian Wushuang to the divine mountain.
As the last wisp of Emperor's providence dissipated, he stopped moving.
"Emperor Zhen Wuyang is not dead?" Yu Chang looked at Zhen Wuyang and asked.
He nodded. "No, but I can feel that he has fallen into a deep sleep."
Yu Chang said again, "Then can you let Little Friend Wushuang leave?"
Zhen Wuyang frowned slightly and finally shook his head. "No, as long as Zhen Wuyang is not eliminated, he will be sealed here until Zhen Wuyang is separated from his body."
Yu Chang was silent. He could not make a decision, and Zhen Wuyang's decision was indeed the best.
As long as Zhen Wuyang was not separated, he would be a disaster. Jian Wushuang naturally could not escape from the shackles.
Zhen Wuyang wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only sigh.
In this battle between Emperors, the final result was not satisfactory.
Emperor Zhen Wuyang had fallen into a deep sleep. His Emperor's body had been shattered, but he could no longer be separated from Jian Wushuang's Immortal Body because they had completely merged.
This was an ending without a conclusion. In the end, it ended hastily.
For Jian Wushuang, this was a complete disaster. He did nothing and was sealed in the Desolate Apotheosis Realm for countless years.
The Emperor finally left, and the Desolate Apotheosis Realm fell into eternal silence.
In the endless darkness, the figure bound by the Emperor's chains on the peak of the Divine Mountain quietly opened his eyes.
"Sealed for countless years, Zhen Wuyang, I want you dead!"
…
The auspicious clouds returned, and the Immortal Qi was dense. Everything was calm again.
"Hey, hey, did you all see that Senior Yuan and the others have all returned with injuries? Some of them were even seriously injured."
"That's nothing. I saw that even Uncle Yu was injured!"
"What, what? Where did you see that? You can't talk nonsense. "
"Why would I lie to you? I saw it with my own eyes. I only saw it from afar, but it's definitely true."
"That's not possible. Who can hurt Uncle Yu? I'm afraid that even all of our Ancestors combined are not enough … "
"There's something fishy about this. I'm afraid that the injuries suffered by the ancestors can be attributed to that forbidden area."
"Forbidden land, Desolate Apotheosis Realm. Forget it, forget it. Don't talk nonsense."
Amidst the discussions that were sometimes loud and sometimes low, sometimes far and sometimes close, Chang Ling, who was meditating under the immortal tree, quietly opened her eyes.
Those who were denouncing Uncle Yu were the disciples of the various elders. They were the candidates for the position of Heavenly Official under Zhen Wuyang's Seventh Prince in the future.
At this moment, their discussion had a certain degree of credibility.
The changes that happened in Little Jie Mountain were most likely related to that forbidden area.
Chang Ling involuntarily pondered. She inexplicably thought of that free and easy figure, the Jian Wushuang who single-handedly defeated a Grand Expansion Immortal in the Emperor Dojo.
"Did he leave, or did he go somewhere else?"
"Could it be that the changes in Mount Xiaojie have something to do with him?"
Her thoughts were like a flood that couldn't be stopped.
Chang Ling stood up and looked at the boundless Void with ethereal clouds in front of her.
"He must have left. How could the changes in Mount Xiaojie have anything to do with him?"
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