Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6070: The Mask of Greed “Tie Mian”



To seize this precious land from the Abyssal Lord, at least 18 million units of divine power were needed.

"Whew!"

180,000 miles!

Immortal Lord Juyang also stopped; he had reached his limit.

"Dao Friend Wushuang, this is as far as I can go!"

Jian Wushuang nodded slightly and continued to descend with Hu Qing.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Not long after, the Abyssal Lord also stopped.

In the end, only Jian Wushuang and Hu Qing were left.

"Even with the blessing of the Origin Source Dao Arena, it's still quite strenuous!" Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly. The ring on his finger then burst out with a black mist ring.

It enveloped him and Hu Qing.

Without the suppression of the Supreme Law Rules, their divine power exceeded 20 million as they rushed to the bottom of the abyss.

Without anyone else, the two of them descended at the fastest speed.

"Mm!" During the descent, Jian Wushuang sensed a familiar aura.

The power there had already surpassed 18 million units of divine power.

To enter this place, even a supreme treasure needed to be at the top level of the Eight Tribulation.

"Beast God Weapon!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes lit up when he saw a dark red mask floating in the abyss.

Above it, the power of the Beast God was still emanating.

"Tie Mian, the Beast God of Glutton!"

The Beast God Tie Mian, also known as the Mask of Greed.

It was one of the Nine Great Beast God Weapons, alongside Candle Dragon.

He didn't expect it to be floating here.

When entering the abyss, he had asked the Abyssal Lord if the treasures he had acquired from the abyss were still there, and the other had said they were, allowing him to choose freely when he left. Jian Wushuang had thought that the treasures left in the Moro Spacetime had been taken by the Abyssal Lord.

In fact, most of the treasures had been collected into the Qishen Temple before the destruction of Moro Spacetime.

Moreover, the treasures of Moro Spacetime, those that surpassed the Universe-tier artifacts, had been brought by Mie Sheng and were still in his possession.

How many could have truly fallen into the abyss?

Finding this Mask of Greed here made him very happy.

After a slight observation with his mind, he found that the Origin Source of the mask had reached the perfection of the Eighth Tribulation realm.

It was

treasure of the perfect Eighth Tribulation realm.

No wonder it appeared here.

After countless years of tempering in the abyss, the mask had reached the limit that the Northern Spacetime could bear.

Though not a divine artifact, it had reached the level of a sub-divine artifact.

"Now, you have a master!"

With a thought, he forcibly established ownership.

The mask emitted a low hum of resistance but ultimately couldn't withstand Jian Wushuang's control.

Finally, it quieted down in his hand.

"Congratulations, Brother Wushuang!"

Jian Wushuang was also very happy, smiling faintly, "I finally got my second Beast God Weapon, still quite a few to go to complete the collection!"

"It will happen!" Hu Qing nodded solemnly. He could foresee that Jian Wushuang would complete the collection of Beast God Weapons, though the journey would be fraught with difficulties.

He didn't mention this.

"Let's go, keep descending!"

He couldn't wait to explore the bottom.

It was said the abyss was a million miles deep.

They were still far from reaching their limit.

Only at a million miles would they reach the bottom.

Without demigod power, it was impossible to reach the bottom.

However, with their divine power, reaching halfway posed no problem.

They continued to descend for another hour, and they gathered quite a few treasures.

All of them were treasures of the complete Eighth Tribulation realm, but compared to the

Beast God Weapons, these treasures were quite ordinary.

Neither of them took a fancy to the treasures, so they didn't bother collecting any.

They decided to leave them for those destined to find them in the future.

350,000 miles!

400,000 miles!

500,000 miles...

"Whew!" Hu Qing took a deep breath, "I've reached my limit."

Jian Wushuang raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. He hadn't felt any discomfort yet; how

could Hu Qing have reached his limit already?

Their strengths were actually quite close. If one were to argue who was stronger, it would undoubtedly be Hu Qing's future self.

Hu Qing's true self had stopped at 300,000 miles.

His Future Self, however, had reached 570,000 miles.

His divine power exceeded 25 million.

"Hu Qing, your Future Self's divine power surpasses 25 million; how could you be feeling pressure?" Jian Wushuang asked, puzzled, "Could it be that you've discovered something?"

Hu Qing shook his head, glanced at the abyss below, and said calmly: "Wushuang, the abyss is just a place for me to cultivate. My true self had already achieved enough cultivation at 300,000 miles. I only followed this far out of curiosity." Indeed, if it was just for cultivation, there was no need to insist on reaching the bottom.

It was merely curiosity.

Curiosity about what treasures might be at the bottom!

Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "Alright, you stay here and cultivate. I'll continue to

descend. This time, the cultivation might not take too long. Wu Zuo and the others have already returned to the downstream spacetime. We can't waste too much time. If Mie

Sheng..."

He was worried about the safety of Wu Zuo and the others.

They still needed to return soon.

"Don't worry, Wu Zuo and the others won't be in danger!" Hu Qing calculated slightly and

gave the answer.

But Jian Wushuang thought otherwise. Mie Sheng was not a constant; he was a variable, and

anything could happen.

It was better to be cautious.

They couldn't waste too much time here.

"I'll go down and test my limits. From the looks of it, I might be close to the bottom. I'll take

a look and come back up. It won't take more than a hundred years, and then we should leave!"

After parting with Hu Qing, he continued to descend.

His divine power kept increasing.

He soon broke through six hundred thousand miles.

Still feeling no significant pressure, he continued downward.

Perhaps it was related to the abyss he controlled; the deeper he went, the easier it felt.

In contrast, at depths of three to four hundred thousand miles, he felt great pressure. At that

time, he had not yet used his divine domain.

After using his divine domain, his speed increased continuously.

Swish!

Only 10,000 miles remained to the bottom.

"It seems I can really reach the bottom!" His speed did not decrease and even accelerated.

10,000 miles were just a blink of an eye for him. Although this place was an abyss, it posed no

pressure on him.

Bang!

With a momentum, his figure instantly touched the ground.

"I've reached the bottom!" Jian Wushuang looked around. The bottom of the abyss was

different from what he had imagined.

The bottom of the abyss refined by Zamasu's Divine Domain was a Devouring Origin Source.

The bottom of the abyss refined by Realm King was flat and empty.

After slightly adjusting his breathing, his mind power began to spread, gradually covering the

entire bottom of the abyss.

"Hmm?" Jian Wushuang's eyes moved; his Thought power observed a ruined Dao Arena.

His Thought power covered the entire bottom of the abyss; there was only this one

dilapidated Dao Arena, no living creatures.

There was no sign of any aura.

He relaxed his vigilance and walked forward slowly.

After passing two huge pillars, he entered the ruined Dao Arena.

Contrary to his expectations, there were no treasures here.

If there were any treasures swallowed here, they would probably only be divine artifacts.

He had some fantasies, but they were dashed. Now he could only see if there was anything in this Dao Arena that could help him!

The dilapidated Dao Arena was quite shabby, with only a damaged statue whose face could not be seen clearly.