They were all submerged in the Heavenly River and had fainted. It seemed like they would not wake up anytime soon.
Sitting on the back of the green bull, the little boy stared at them and let out a faint sigh.
Then, he reached out to touch the green bull's neck.
There was a black and silver collar there.
He took off the collar on the green bull's neck and threw it to the little Emperor.
The collar shrunk in the wind, and by the time it landed beside the little Emperor, it had already become the size of a bracelet and was wrapped around his wrist.
After doing all this, the little boy did not stay any longer. He squeezed the bull's stomach with his legs and swam into the Heavenly River.
Everything returned to a deathly silence.
After some time, Chang Ling, who was lying on the shore, was the first to wake up. Her beautiful eyes were filled with lingering fear and panic.
When she saw that they were out of danger and had reached the shore, she heaved a sigh of relief.
"Hmm, the Thearch's son?"
At this moment, the young Imperial Emperor was lying by her side. Because his handsome and beautiful face was stained with blood, it added a sense of coldness, loneliness, and weakness to it.
Chang Ling subconsciously swallowed and reached out her slender hand, preparing to put him in a comfortable position.
However, just as her palm was about to touch the little emperor, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Their eyes met, and Chang Ling's face turned red. She quickly retracted her hand. "No, it's not what you think …"
The little Emperor glanced at her coldly and got up. Then, he said in a low voice, "Know your place. You're just a candidate for the Heavenly Official position. Don't do anything out of line."
Chang Ling was stunned. Deep in her eyes, there was sadness and humiliation, and tears filled them.
Ignoring her, the little Emperor got up and rushed into the depths of the Great Desolate Mountain.
The desolate mountain was silent, as if a demon god was standing there.
For some reason, the little Emperor suddenly had a strong and familiar intuition. That intuition was indescribable, but it made his heart beat faster.
Somehow, he realized that he was getting closer and closer.
The desolate mountain was covered in clouds and mist.
He had never been so anxious before. Even though his immortal body was on the verge of shattering, he was moving forward with all his might.
The desolate mountains were left behind, but there were even more desolate mountains in front of him, blocking everything.
"Wushuang, Jian Wushuang!"
He simply shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the barren mountains.
It was as if he had slept for billions of years, and his Divine Soul had fallen into eternal emptiness. On the highest peak of the central godly mountain, a figure imprisoned by tens of thousands of Chains of Providence slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were dark red and chaotic, as if he had slept for countless years. They were filled with desolation and ancient solitude.
He heard a familiar voice and a familiar name.
"Jian Wushuang — why does this name sound so familiar to me?"
His shackled body was confused and confused. He felt that the Divine Will in his mind was fragmented and his memories were fragmented. He could only vaguely remember everything.
But in the next moment, the wind and clouds dispersed.
Accompanied by the appearance of a thin figure covered in blood, his shattered memories began to tremble violently.
"Wu, Wushuang!!"
His body trembled as if he was on the verge of collapsing. However, he stood firmly in the air. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Chang Ling, who had just arrived, exclaimed in her heart when she saw this scene. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
This scene was too shocking and depressing.
At the peak of the divine mountain covered in clouds and mist, nearly ten thousand black-gold chains containing supreme providence descended from the void and firmly bound a figure.
The intertwined providence imprisoned him in the barren mountains.
Their eyes met, and the corners of the young Imperial Emperor's eyes trembled.
Then, he did not stop and directly rushed forward.
However, at the same time, the nearly ten thousand chains bloomed with boundless brilliance at this moment, isolating all external forces.
Standing outside the barrier, the young Imperial Emperor punched the barrier, trying to break it.
Jian Wushuang, who was bound by the Chains of Providence, looked at him again and asked, "Who are you?"
His body trembled, and there was only disbelief in his eyes. "You don't remember me?!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with pain and confusion. The Divine Will memories in his mind had already been fragmented in that battle.
Therefore, although he still retained his memories, they had already been fragmented and could not be connected at all.
He only had an impression of the young Imperial Emperor, but he could not recognize him at all.
"You are my old friend?"
The corners of the young Imperial Emperor's eyes trembled, and a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes. "How could you not remember me?"
Chang Ling also came in front of the barrier. Looking at Jian Wushuang who was imprisoned by countless chains, she thought of the Jian Wushuang who had fought and defeated Qing Shan in the Imperial Emperor's dojo.
Compared to the two, the situation was miserable.
There was only shock and sadness left in her eyes.
Jian Wushuang did not speak anymore. His dark red eyes slowly closed.
The Chains of Providence that bound him were formed by the Great Dao of Providence of the Imperial Emperor. There was no way to break them.
Outside the barrier, the young Imperial Emperor, who was less than ten steps away from him, had a determined look in his eyes.
"I'll take you away." He only said this sentence, and then used all his strength to smash the barrier.
Chang Pei's soft sword had already been lost, so he simply turned his palm into a fist and punched down.
But with the power of the Derived Immortal, how could he destroy the Imperial Emperor's providence?
Divine blood splattered everywhere. His palm had already been shattered by the repeated attacks.
And Chang Ling could not bear to watch any longer. She wanted to attack the barrier together.
"Get lost!" The young Imperial Emperor shouted angrily. There was only coldness in his eyes when he looked at her.
She clenched her silver teeth and finally retreated.
After shouting at Chang Ling, he continued to attack the barrier as if he did not know pain or fatigue.
But his strength was too insignificant in front of the Imperial Emperor's providence. He did not even leave a trace.
"Give up. You can't break it," Jian Wushuang said slowly. His eyes were calm.
"Rumble!"
When the last punch landed, the bones in his fist directly shattered. The immortal bone fragments broke through his skin, revealing his ferocious appearance.
Divine blood dripped and scattered in the void.
The young Imperial Emperor's entire right fist was shattered, but his face was expressionless.
The divine blood flowed along his palm and then quietly gathered on his wrist.
In an instant, the black-silver bracelet emitted a warm glow. The dust-covered patterns on it were soaked in the divine blood and lit up.
Those patterns were like a barren mountain in a sea of clouds, but also like a sea that suddenly surged with waves. They were so vast that one could not look directly at them.
Under the young Imperial Emperor's divine blood, the patterns were completely unsealed. The entire black-silver bracelet turned dark red.
Then, it left his wrist and flew into the void.
Thousands of rays of light scattered on the peak of the divine mountain like the purest and most extreme tassels.
It was as if an ancient bell was ringing in the wilderness. The loud sound made one's divine consciousness clear.
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