Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6071: Zamasu Statue?



Judging by the clothing, it should have been a human.

It was not a god, but a cultivator.

At the very least, it was a demigod, or a super-strong Universe God.

Looking at it from below, this dojo did not seem to have been swallowed into this place; it looked more like it originally existed here.

"Unfortunately, there's no face, so I don't know what it looks like!" He looked up at the sculpture, feeling a sense of familiarity, but couldn't pinpoint where he knew it from.

The head of the statue was incomplete, making it impossible to see the facial features, and thus, it was naturally impossible to know who it was.

After circling the statue once, he found nothing else around it.

Feeling a bit disappointed, he prepared to turn and leave to find an open spot to recover the power of Berut that he had absorbed within himself.

However, as he turned his head, a bright light reflected back at him, shining at a perfect angle into his eyes. The blinding light made it impossible for him to open his eyes. Shielding his eyes with his hand, he took a closer look and was startled.

A head!

It was the head of the statue.

There were cracks on the neck that matched the break on the statue, indicating that it had fallen from there.

The light that had been refracted came from the ear of the head.

"My Thought power couldn't detect it?" Jian Wushuang was a bit surprised. He had just scanned everything in the surrounding darkness but didn't find this head.

He walked over slowly, with one hand already reaching for the hilt of his Wanjie Sword behind him. However, when he approached the broken head, he discovered a weak barrier around it that could block Thought power.

Crash!

With just a gentle touch, he shattered the barrier, releasing an ancient aura.

This barrier seemed to be a self-protective one, not deliberately placed by someone, otherwise, it wouldn't have been so weak.

As for the ancient aura, it was probably due to being sealed for too long.

Poof!

A bright lamp appeared in Jian Wushuang's hand. Using its light, he saw the head clearly. Ugly!

What appeared before his eyes was an extremely ugly face.

The face was ferocious and colored.

However, it was only half.

Half of the face was green, and the other half was black.

The mouth was grinning, and the eyes were wide open.

Jian Wushuang found the sight quite horrifying.

"This... why does it look so much like Zamasu?" After observing the ugly face for a long time, he finally realized where the familiarity came from.

He glanced back at the statue behind him.

Thinking of Zamasu's appearance, he turned back to the head in horror.

It looked alike!

It looked exactly alike.

If it weren't for the half-black face, he would have recognized it immediately.

It was just that the carved appearance was too ferocious, making it hard to associate it with the calm-faced Zamasu.

"Zamasu!"

After confirming completely, he took a deep breath, feeling a turmoil in his heart.

In the abyss built by the Realm King God, there was a figure of Zamasu.

Moreover, it seemed that the figure should be of two people, just combined into one.

How could such a figure appear here?

Jian Wushuang was puzzled.

Perhaps only the Realm King God would know!

After thinking it over without any clues, he decided not to dwell on it. He didn't have the time to research, so he wanted to take this Dao Arena away. Although it had no value, he could ask the Realm King about it in the future.

Zamasu had caused no small amount of trouble in the Northern Spacetime. Perhaps from this sculpture, he could find some clues to avoid being persecuted by Zamasu again.

He had worried greatly for the Northern Spacetime.

In the future, he would need to have the Realm King compensate him.

Swish!

He raised his hand and directly put the entire broken Dao Arena into his space ring, finally nodding in satisfaction, ready to start digesting the power he had devoured.

But just as the Dao Arena entered the mustard seed, it instantly turned to dust.

He was startled and tried to retrieve it, but it was too late.

He directly crushed the mustard seed, and the shattered ring in his hand revealed the destroyed space within.

This kind of space ring, he could create with a wave of his hand. As long as he mastered space, even an Emperor could create it. But after becoming a Universe Master, he had an Origin Source in the Starry Sky and was too lazy to make these rings or mustard seeds. Most of the treasures were thrown into the Origin Source, where the space was far more stable than the mustard seed.

Since the figure was related to Zamasu, he had put it in the ring for safety.

He didn't expect the Dao Arena to disappear after entering the mustard seed.

After crushing the ring, a pair of earrings appeared in his hand!

"What is this..." Jian Wushuang didn't expect the figure to yield a treasure.

He held the earrings and scrutinized them closely, finding nothing special.

But he remembered the origin of the earrings.

They were worn on the sharp ears of that head.

This meant the earrings belonged to Zamasu.

His interest was piqued. He gently probed the earrings with his Thought energy, but was slightly disappointed when no special power emerged, only a Life force.

This Life force was very ordinary, something he had in abundance. To him, it was like trash no one would pick up from the street. After probing and finding nothing, he casually threw them

into the Origin Source.

Since they were related to Zamasu, he would ask Realm King about them later!

Now he had to quickly digest the power he had absorbed.

Whoosh!

He exhaled a turbid breath.

The power had already dissipated into the Origin Source.

The dissipated power naturally entered the abyss.

Buzz!

After absorbing his power, the entire abyss trembled.

Clearly, his power was immense within the Northern Spacetime.

It was enough to rival a long river of spacetime.

Within Jian Wushuang's own Origin Starry Sky, it suddenly contracted, and three super

universes rotated around him in an unbreakable pattern.

He sent out all the absorbed power, and even exhausted all his divine power. The next

moment, a vast amount of power began to feed back.

At the bottom of the abyss, he could absorb the purest power.

The feedback power was uniform, not like the mixed power actively devoured.

This was the benefit of the abyss.

It could quickly enhance strength.

Origin Source!

Jian Wushuang clenched his fists. At this moment, he did not use any secret methods, merely

using the three universes to enhance his Origin Source.

Flashes of light also glittered in the Starry Sky.

Those were stars, with black holes in their centers.

Then came the secret realms.

In just an instant, the framework of a universe was formed.

"The fourth universe!" Jian Wushuang pointed with a finger, and the fourth bright light in the

starry sky lit up.

The universe was formed!

Then came the fifth universe.

The continuous feedback of power made his Origin soar.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The first universe had taken him a lifetime.

The second universe, only a few eons. The third universe, only a few years.

The fourth universe took just an instant.

The fifth universe slowed down.

Because the feedback power was also weakening.

It couldn't be as strong as before.