Even though War Armor, a Nine Revolution Grand Expansion Immortal, wouldn't die so easily, the Unparalleled Sword Dao could at least severely injure him.
Jian Wushuang slowly rose into the air and looked at where War Armor had fallen.
The Path of Immortal Bones was already damaged beyond repair. One of the holes was as deep as a bottomless abyss. Even Jian Wushuang couldn't see what was going on inside.
As the Path of Immortal Bones stopped trembling, everything returned to dead silence.
"No way, is he really dead?"
Jian Wushuang still didn't want to believe it. He slowly looked into the hole.
But in the next moment, the void suddenly became viscous as if it had become solid.
He was shocked, but he couldn't move anymore. It was as if millions of chains of fate had wrapped around him, preventing him from moving at all.
Then, black smoke quietly rose from the pit, covering the sky and the sun.
Accompanying the black smoke was a body that was hundreds of thousands of feet tall.
A pair of true eyes were like two bloody suns in the sky. They were filled with endless hatred and resentment.
"Despicable Expansion Immortal, today you will die in place of Jian Wushuang!" War Armor roared. Then he stood up from the abyss and slashed at Jian Wushuang.
This slash was filled with determination and murderous intent.
Jian Wushuang, who was trapped, couldn't dodge at all. He could only watch as the slash landed on his Immortal Body.
Psssh —
Divine blood gushed out. Jiutian Yi Xuan exploded with the most dazzling azure intent, protecting his Immortal Body from being cut in half.
However, this slash was the full power of a Nine Revolution Grand Expansion Immortal. Even though it didn't cut Jian Wushuang in half, it still shattered his meridians inch by inch, turning him into dust.
Jiutian Yi Xuan dimmed. Jian Wushuang was like a Great Star that was about to be extinguished. He quickly fell backwards.
The Border Barrier had stood in the vast wilderness for countless years. Even though it was ravaged, it still stood strong.
Right now, Jian Wushuang, who was falling like a Star, was crashing into the border barrier.
The boundary barrier was so vast that even a million Sky Realm Realms couldn't compare to it.
Naturally, Jian Wushuang didn't cause much of a stir when he crashed into the boundary barrier.
With a "bang", a crack appeared on the Boundary Barrier. Jian Wushuang, who had fainted, fell under the Boundary Barrier, right in the middle of the crack.
Surrounded by dragon-like lightning and black smoke, the figure of the armor slowly stood up and then walked towards the border barrier.
He came to the crack in the boundary barrier and saw that Jian Wushuang's immortal body was not broken. Doubt arose in his heart.
But soon, he waved his arm, and an endless gale carried Jian Wushuang and blew him into the endless wasteland beyond the border barrier.
Inside the border barrier was the territory of the Grand Si Region. Outside the border was the true wasteland.
Even Grand Expansion Immortals with weak wills would get lost in the wasteland!
That was a true forbidden land. No Grand Expansion Immortals could enter, except for a few special existences.
Jian Wushuang, who had fainted, naturally didn't know where he was. He was lying motionless in the thick dust.
War Armor's figure was roaring in a muffled voice, as if he was venting his ancient resentment.
He raised his head and stared at the grand and vast border barrier. He seemed to be trying to recognize where he was.
"Where is this place? Why am I here? Is my heavenly court really broken? "
The voice that seemed to come from the ancient times was filled with sorrow. The ruthlessness had disappeared.
War Armor's figure was no longer as terrifying as before. There was only confusion left in his eyes as he walked aimlessly on the immortal bone path.
On the other side, Jian Wushuang, who had fainted in the wasteland outside the border barrier, was gently picked up by a pair of hands.
"Master, look here. There is actually another Grand Expansion Immortal in the wasteland." A still young voice sounded in the thick dust.
Then a muffled but dignified voice sounded. "Quickly throw him away. He must be a corpse that was lost here long ago."
"No, master, he is still alive. I can hear his heartbeat."
"What, he is still alive? How is that possible?"
Following the clamor, a total of six vajra figures appeared in the dust.
These six vajra figures all wore simple monk robes. They were dignified even without being angry.
And in the center of these six figures, there was a little acolyte with red lips, white teeth, and a spirited look between his brows.
At this moment, the little novice monk's face was filled with anxiety. He used his skinny arms to hug a bloody figure. He didn't care at all about the god blood that was dripping down and soaking his robes.
The little novice monk looked at the figures and said anxiously, "Masters, quickly save him. I feel like he can still be saved."
As for the six Vajra figures, they looked at each other with a troubled expression.
They had walked out of the vast wasteland and had seen countless great dangers. Now that they had walked out of the vast wasteland after experiencing countless dangers, they had encountered such a strange thing. They couldn't help but be vigilant.
Among these figures, the most stable and elderly monk frowned as if he was hesitating about something.
No Derived Immortal, or even Grand Derived Immortal, could survive in the great wilderness after suffering such severe injuries.
Moreover, it seemed like this unconscious young Grand Expansion Immortal had just experienced a life and death battle. It was very likely that he was the source of the danger.
All these worries caused the monks to hesitate.
At this moment, the little novice monk became anxious. "Don't you usually say that you have to concentrate on doing good? Why are you hesitating now?"
"Concentrating on doing good also depends on the situation. Huiqing, you are still young and don't understand this." A rough-looking monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes said.
"I am not young. I have already listened to the Dao for 30 million years under the Desolation Mulberry Tree." The little novice monk argued angrily. "Masters, what you are doing is wrong. You clearly have the ability to save him. Why don't you save him? Just because we don't know him? "
The stable and elderly monk who had been silent all this while said helplessly, "Alright, Huiqing, calm down. We will save him now."
The little novice monk hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes. Huiqing thanks Great Master."
After deciding to save him, the six monks gathered together.
The little novice monk hurriedly lifted up Jian Wushuang who was still unconscious in his arms and placed him in front of the six monks.
They looked at each other and then attacked together.
Rays of light containing endless providence appeared and enveloped Jian Wushuang's body.
Cryptic and difficult to understand ciphertext began to appear and spin slowly.
(End of chapter)
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