Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 3160 - Could Not Be Suppressed

Chapter 3160: Could Not Be Suppressed

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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“Impossible!” No matter how amazing a treasure or elixir was, there would always be a process of recovering one’s soul power. However, he had instantly recovered his soul power. This kind of effect was definitely not something that ordinary treasures or elixirs could achieve! “Moreover, we didn’t see him take out any treasures or medicinal elixirs,” the red-haired handsome man said hurriedly.

“That’s right. I was able to clearly sense that this kid’s soul had indeed suffered heavy injuries, but it recovered in an instant. At the same time that his soul power recovered, his divine power seemed to have weakened slightly,” the bewitching old man said.

“His divine power weakened a bit?” Xin Zong was startled. “Could it be that he only used a bit of divine power to completely repair the damage to his soul? Just like the immortal body?”

“Immortal body?” The red-haired handsome man and the demonic old man looked at each other in dismay. Both of them had a hint of shock.

Immortal bodies could be controlled by any True Saint Realm cultivator.

However, having an immortal body did not mean that one was truly immortal. At the very least, an immortal body had no effect in the face of soul attacks.

If a person’s soul was directly destroyed, it would be useless to have an immortal body. This was common knowledge of the Heavenly Dao.

But now, if Jian Wushuang’s soul power could be restored instantly by his own divine power, just like the immortal body of a cultivator, it would be too incredible.

“Although it’s incredible, this may be the only explanation. This kid’s immortal body can even restore his soul!” Xin Zong’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, “No wonder the Sorcerer God paid so much attention to him and told us to capture him alive.”

“Since the soul attack is ineffective, let’s suppress him.” The red-haired handsome man stared at Jian Wushuang with cold eyes. Then he suddenly waved his hand, a bright golden light suddenly illuminated the world.

In the void in front of Jian Wushuang, a huge golden palace appeared out of thin air.

After the golden palace appeared, it floated directly above Jian Wushuang. Then, a terrifying power suddenly pressed down.

“Is this…a suppression treasure?” Jian Wushuang’s face darkened.

He could feel the terrifying suppression power coming from the golden palace.

The suppressive force was so strong that it should be a suppression-type true treasure!

A suppression type true treasure was controlled by a Principles Master. Its power was so terrifying that no Principles Master could resist it.

Jian Wushuang also felt great pressure in the golden palace. He looked solemn and clenched his teeth. He was holding a red bead in his hand. This bead…! It was one of the two beads Mo Shan had given him. It was personally refined by Palace Master Asura, one of the three palace masters of the Heaven-cleaving Alliance. Once the power of the bead was activated, it was enough to easily kill an ordinary Principles Master!

Under the pressure of the suppression type supreme treasure, Jian Wushuang had the idea of activating the bead.

But at this moment…

“Eh?” Jian Wushuang’s expression suddenly changed. “No, this palace can’t suppress me!”

Jian Wushuang stood there, allowing the terrifying power in the palace to sweep toward him. However, although the suppression power was extremely powerful, it did not affect Jian Wushuang much.

“How is this possible?”

The red-haired handsome man was stunned. “My sealed temple was obtained from an ancient ruin. Although it’s only a primary true treasure, it’s still the best among the primary true treasures. Its suppressive power is very impressive. But now, under the control of me, the Principles Master, it can’t even suppress a mere rank four True Saint?”

The red-haired handsome man’s face was full of disbelief.

He had already realized that his seal temple could not suppress Jian Wushuang. It was not because he could not unleash the power of the seal temple, but because…his opponent’s level was too high and the seal temple could not suppress him.

But Jian Wushuang was only a rank four True Saint?

“It’s not because of his realm strength, but other reasons that the seal temple could not suppress him.” The red-haired handsome man frowned.

He was right. Although Jian Wushuang was only a rank four True Saint, he was the only perfect chaotic creature in the Divine Beginning Realm.

His level of life was too high. It had long surpassed the realm of the Divine Beginning Realm. Even the will of the Heavenly Dao could not suppress such a high-level life. Even if the seal temple was controlled by the Principles Master himself, it would not be able to suppress Jian Wushuang, he definitely would not be able to suppress Jian Wushuang.

“This kid is only a rank four True Saint, but he is so difficult to deal with. His soul attacks and suppression methods are completely useless against him.” The red-haired handsome man’s expression was unsightly, he said in a low voice, “Suppression methods are useless, and he can rely on divine power to repair his soul attacks. In that case, we can only force him to destroy his divine power again and again, consume his divine power, and let his divine power run out. When he is unable to recover his soul power, we can ask you to put his soul to sleep.”

“Okay.” Xin Zong nodded.

“In that case, I’ll do it myself.” The demonic elder laughed strangely, and then he suddenly moved.

Whoosh!

A cold aura swept over, and Jian Wushuang could not see the demonic elder clearly.

Swish!

A dark saber light silently stabbed toward Jian Wushuang’s chest.

“So fast!”

“It’s too fast!”

Jian Wushuang was stunned. He had no room to fight back.

Chi!

The dark saber light stabbed Jian Wushuang’s chest and instantly broke the golden armor on his body. Then, the saber light stabbed Jian Wushuang’s heart.

Buzz, buzz, Jian Wushuang’s body trembled and then collapsed.

The Principles Master had attacked him personally. With a casual attack, Jian Wushuang could not withstand it and his divine body directly collapsed.

However, in an instant, Jian Wushuang’s divine body reassembled again.

“Hehehe…” The demonic elder let out a cold laugh and then attacked again and again.

“Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!”

One after another, demonic and incredibly fast saber lights attacked Jian Wushuang again and again.

Although Jian Wushuang had extraordinary strength, he had no room to display his strength in front of the demonic elder. He was hit by the demonic elder’s vital points time and time again, and every time he was hit, his divine body would immediately collapse.

In just a short while, Jian Wushuang’s divine body had collapsed 17 times and replenished 17 times.

Under normal circumstances, a true saint’s divine body would be at its limit after five or six reconstitution. His divine power would be exhausted, but Jian Wushuang….