Legend of Swordsman - #4870 - Chapter 4870

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The six-day realm is definitely not a good place in the entire big division, and even some super worlds are much better than it.

Not to mention, the northern Celestial Immortal state of the late emperor Young Master, and the second emperor Young Master’s correction, these all are Xianzhou Good Fortune.

Furthermore, the six-day realm is located in a corner, and its location is also extremely bad. It is the farthest one from Celestial Court among the seven emperor’s realms.

Jian Wushuang guessed that the reason why Xiaodijun chose the six-day realm was probably because of the uncountable resources in the next three days.

And Jian Wushuang did not guess wrong. There is a big reason Xiaodijun chose the six-day realm. It is indeed because of the countless resources.

It was these resources that allowed him to breathe amidst the secret struggle between the emperor and his son.

As the most remote area, even at the speed of Yanxian, it takes nearly a year to reach it.

The journey of this time, there are no longer any interceptions, and it passed smoothly.

As there are more and more super universes, the derivation of the universe becomes more and more condensed, and the Heaven Realm where True Martial Yang Emperor is located is also here.

Looking at the Heaven Realm, which is still extremely magnificent, Jian Wushuang and Xiaodijun First Step stepped into it.

Compared with the first Celestial Court feast, the Celestial Court this time is also much more deserted, including the Celestial Court guards are extremely cold.

And all this must be due to the fall of Young Master’s body.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang also pondered in the heart that it was not long before the five emperor son Young Master Mo Cai died, and True Martial Yang definitely would not call the remaining six sons to Celestial Court to celebrate his birthday at this time.

It must be the reason of the birthday, summoning the six sons to discuss some things.

Passing through the Heaven Realm of Jiufang, Jian Wushuang and Xiao Dijun soon came to Celestial Court.

The Celestial Court opens wide, and the boy is brought into the Celestial Court.

The other five emperors also arrived one after another and entered the Celestial Court one after another.

The curling fairy clouds rose up in the Celestial Court, a bit more solemn and a bit less peaceful.

True Martial Yang Dijun still sits on the throne, and Uncle Yu stands behind him, never changing.

The 99 seats on both sides of Celestial Court are empty at this moment. Those veterans who have accompanied True Martial to the present are not at all appearing.

The huge Celestial Court is silent.

Little Emperor first came to Celestial Court, and after bowing to True Martial Yang, he stepped forward and sat on the side of the Emperor.

Then, Young Master corrected, Young Master Yu, Young Master Hua, and the emperor also entered the Celestial Court one after another, all obediently and honestly after a worship, took their respective Yanxian cronies to sit in their own seats.

Seeing this kind of scene, none of the six emperors dared to say a word. They all bowed their heads, sitting with their eyes and noses and hearts.

Where is the birthday celebration? It is almost the same as the mourning for Young Master, the fifth emperor.

For a long time, True Martial Yang, who was sitting on the throne, spoke, “Yan’er, how long has it been since the last meeting?”

Xiao Dijun immediately replied, “Return to the emperor, less than 30 years.”

“Less than 30 years, just a quick finger,” True Martial looks tired, “In less than 30 years, so many things have happened…”

“I have never had a birthday. Today I let you come here on this basis, but it’s just to get together for a while.”

“In less than 30 years, such drastic changes have taken place, which made me feel in a daze. It turns out that we have almost never been alone between father and son.”

“Mo Er’s departure made me want to make up, but I regret it.”

True Martial Yang slowly got up, his eyes slowly swept across the emperors, “Mo’er is dead, I don’t want to see any of you again, he will repeat his mistakes.”

“Remember, you are brothers, not blood feuds!”

In this brief moment, the complexion of all the emperors changed slightly, but they returned to normal soon.

But the changes on their faces did not escape Jian Wushuang’s observation.

Among these emperors, the most fluctuating complexion is not Young Master correcting, but the three emperor Young Master Yu.

He appeared very flustered, and soon returned to calm.

Four Emperor Son Young Master Qian, for a moment, flashed an expression of taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune in his eyes.

The six emperors Young Master Hua, and the seven emperors Young Master are a little sad.

As for the mastermind assassin, Young Master, there is no expression at all, and even sadness in his eyes from time to time, which makes Jian Wushuang have some opinions on him.

After the previous drastic changes, combined with Young Master to correct the current emotional changes, this is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying opponent.

In the future, he will inevitably have a fierce bloody battle with Xiao Dijun.

And if that day comes, I’m afraid it’s time for this big division to reshuffle the cards.

He sat back on the emperor seat again, gently pats the warm jade handrail, “This emperor position, anyone can do, but the emperor’s luck is not something that everyone can have.”

“This big division domain, there may only be one emperor.”

Withdrawing his gaze, True Martial Yang seems to be a lot older at this brief moment, “You have to say everything here, you all need to do it yourself.”

All the emperors handed over, “I will follow the emperor’s teachings.”

However, True Martial Yang Dijun immediately said, “This time I call you here, there is one more thing to tell you, I need to leave the big division for a period of time, so you can do it yourself.”

All the emperors are startled, obviously they are a little unbelievable.

You must know that since the establishment of the Great Division and the moment Celestial Court settled, True Martial Yang Dijun has never left the Great Division First Step since then. I don’t know how many years since then.

Now, he left Dasiyu at this point in time, leaving all the emperors unpredictable.

“Father, where are you going?” Little Emperor asked.

“An unknown place…” True Martial Yang’s deep gaze looked towards the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

This training in the name of birthday, lasted for a very short time, and it ended without even half a day, which Jian Wushuang did not expect.

True Martial Yang and Uncle Yu left first.

In the entire Celestial Court at a time, only six emperors and their cronies looked at each other in blank dismay.

Jian Wushuang is sitting in the same place as motionless, but at least two lines of sight are already locked on him.

One line of sight is for Young Master, and the other line of sight is for Young Master.