Emperor Yutianwu

The Wushuang Mansion is over. Although it was thrilling, the result was good.

Chu Yan and Wang Feng walked out along the arch bridge of the magic weapon sacrificed by the Lord of Wushuang Mansion. The arch bridge connected the sky and could not see the end. The clouds below rolled like a river.

On the arch bridge, Chu Yan thought all the way. The last words of the Lord of Wushuang Mansion had a profound impact on him.

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Pagoda and the Star Sword Art were all left to him by Qin Ruoming, and they were deeply involved. He knew this very early, so he had been very cautious all the time, but the Lord of Wushuang Mansion could recognize them at a glance. It can be imagined that the Lord of Wushuang Mansion has a good status.

"It seems that I have to go to the southeast to leave here." Chu Yan thought to himself and looked at Wang Feng next to him.

"Wang Feng, stay in the mansion, listen to the words of the seniors, and don't provoke him. Also, the power in your body should not be simple. It is likely to be a blood inheritance related to your life experience. If you master it, you will have infinite power." Chu Yan reminded.

Wang Feng grinned and nodded: "Brother, don't worry. It's a pity that I can't travel the world with you for the past three years. When I go back, we will fight together in the Wushuang Realm."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Chu Yan smiled calmly. The two of them were in the realm of immortals, and they soon arrived at the end of the arch bridge with one step of ten thousand meters.

"Brother, wait for me." Wang Feng didn't follow him, but just shouted reluctantly.

Nodding, Chu Yan didn't stay. At this moment, the arch bridge had passed through the clouds. He looked down and saw a vast and endless world, which was the real Wushuang Realm.

"I don't know what happened to Qingyi and Qingcheng." Chu Yan thought in his heart, and jumped into the air and stepped towards the real Wushuang Realm.

What Chu Yan didn't know was that just as he was swallowed by the clouds, two figures appeared outside the sky of Wushuang Mansion.

The key is that he knew both of them. One of them was naturally the owner of Wushuang Mansion, and the other was the masked man who went to the Divine Palace that day to stop him.

"You talked too much to him." The masked man looked at Chu Yan's back and said lightly.

"Humph, isn't this what you all want? You trapped me in this shitty Wushuang world and made me wait for ten thousand years to pave the way for this boy. Now that he is here, I will tell him everything you left here, isn't that right?" The Lord of Wushuang Palace snorted unhappily.

"It is indeed his responsibility to take the fragments in the southeast, but you shouldn't have mentioned the Star Sword Art."

"So what? The Star Sword Art originally belongs to him. If I don't tell him, let him practice it as an ordinary sword technique, or throw it there, it would be burying Ru Meng's painstaking efforts, right?"

"But do you know how much trouble it would cause if he knew these things too early?"

"So what? I am only responsible for guarding the sixth fragment. As for protecting him, it is your business. Whether those people will appear or not, does it have anything to do with me? If they appear, you just go and drive them away." The Lord of Wushuang Palace said unhappily, obviously having great resentment towards the masked man.

Hearing the words of the Wushuang Palace Lord, the masked man's mouth twitched. This bastard.

Are those beings so easy to beat away?

If so, why did they have to work hard for ten thousand years?

However, with a sigh, the masked man finally did not argue with the Wushuang Palace Lord, but said lightly: "Now your mission is over, you can leave. Remember, don't go back to the Nine Heavens God Realm, and don't be found by the people of that clan, otherwise, you will die miserably. I will kill you first without them taking action."

"Who are you trying to scare?" Wushuang Palace Lord snorted coldly, but looked at Wangfeng again, his eyes flashing with a sharp light: "However, I am not going to leave for the time being. It's rare to meet a good seedling."

"Why, the King of Hell above the Nine Heavens also wanted to accept a disciple?" The masked man laughed sarcastically.

"After practicing for a long time, I have become more indifferent. In addition, after being imprisoned for ten thousand years, my temperament has become much calmer. I also want to find someone to inherit my mantle, so that I won't be killed by you bastards without anyone knowing one day, and there will be no successor left in the world." The Lord of Wushuang Mansion snorted coldly.

"It's up to you, but you'd better keep some words to yourself forever." After the masked man finished speaking, his figure became ethereal with a gust of cold wind, and finally disappeared without a trace with the wind.

The Lord of Wushuang Mansion was left, his turbid eyes flickered a little: "I really want to see what kind of expression the people of that tribe will have when he goes to the ninth heaven."

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After leaving Wushuang Mansion, Chu Yan met Ji Chi. He didn't know that the masked man appeared, otherwise he would definitely turn back.

He had too many doubts and questions about the Palace of Gods.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the Wushuang Realm itself was very vast. Even compared with any of the five continents in the fairyland, it was even larger than it. At least the central part would not be larger than here.

So Chu Yan even wondered if this Wushuang Realm was once a fairyland, but was later sealed by a powerful person.

Of course, he didn't know yet that his bold idea would be verified many years later.

In the Wushuang Mansion, there was no alternation of the sun and the moon, and the concept of time was very vague, so when Chu Yan returned again, he didn't know how long it had passed.

For this reason, he found a fairy master martial artist who was also on the way, and asked: "Sir, how long has the Wushuang Realm been open?"

"Are you Chu Yan from the Dragon Alliance?" The blocked martial artist's eyes condensed.

"Sir, do you know me?" Chu Yan frowned when he was recognized.

The martial artist smiled even more deeply: "Of course I know you. You are a famous person in the fairyland. I just didn't expect that the rumor that you were killed by Yun Choutian on the time and space channel, but you didn't die, but are still alive? You don't know the time of this Wushuang world?"

"To be honest with you, I was in a coma when the time channel fell, and I didn't wake up until not long ago." Chu Yan made up a lie. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable. In addition, many top forces died in Wushuang Mansion, and he was the only one who walked out. If he told the truth, it would inevitably cause a riot.

"So that's it." The martial artist smiled suddenly, but his eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Then you slept long enough. Wushuang World has been opened for nearly three years."

"Three years?" Chu Yan was slightly surprised. In Wushuang Mansion, even if there is no distinction between day and night, according to his calculation, at most a few days have passed, but three years have passed in the outside world?

There are only two possibilities.

The first is that they really fell into a coma for three years when they descended from the time channel to Wushuang Mansion.

The second is that the speed of time flow in Wushuang Mansion is different from that in the outside world.

One year in the outside world only passes one day in Wushuang Mansion. Thinking of this, Chu Yan's heart trembled slightly. If this is true, then Wushuang Mansion is too scary. The old bastard said that Wangfeng should practice in it for three years. Isn't it also calculated according to the time inside?

Then the outside world is nearly a thousand years...