Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6241: Xing Luo



On a mysterious world, three figures lay sprawled on a beach.

Two men and a woman.

Judging by their appearance, they seemed to have been washed ashore by the sea, and all of them were unconscious.

A young man dressed in a green robe was the first to wake up.

His eyelids fluttered, and as he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the white sandy beach and the greenery on the island.

"What is this place?"

The awakened man slowly got up, looking around at everything with a sense of shock.

It wasn't the island's scenery that surprised him, but a feeling of powerlessness.

"Where is my divine power?"

The young man clenched his hands, talking to himself.

A moment ago, he was a sword god with surging sword intent, but now he was as powerless as a child.

This man was none other than Jian Wushuang.

He had entered this world together with a foreign woman and Xiang Yang.

He had saved Xiang Yang in passing, while he intended to investigate the identity of the foreign woman and understand why she possessed the power of Wanliu.

Unexpectedly, as he ventured deeper into the Death Cavern, he felt increasingly powerless.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Even his near seven-star combat strength couldn't withstand it.

He had planned to leave and send in a stronger incarnation to explore further.

But at that moment, the death energy had seized him, dragging him into this world.

After that, he lost consciousness completely.

Upon waking up, he found all his divine power gone.

He was left with a body that had been weakened countless times.

At this moment, he was no different from an ordinary person.

He couldn't even use the storage ring on his finger.

The crucial point was that he had lost contact with the outside world.

He couldn't communicate with his true self.

This meant his consciousness was trapped in this world.

Thinking back to the crazed demon that had been fleeing earlier, it was likely a cultivator trapped in this world as well.

Thinking of this, he stumbled and fell onto the foreign woman.

Gush!

The foreign woman, pressed by his weight, opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of seawater. After a few coughs, she also woke up.

Jian Wushuang paid no heed, unable to fathom how, after entering this world, he would be stripped of his divine power.

Now, his consciousness was sealed as well.

Wasn't he trapped here for good?

"What should I do?"

Jian Wushuang became anxious.

In the past, when he encountered such situations, he at least had a backup plan.

For instance, the True Spirit or the Realm King could support him.

But now, no one knew he was trapped in this strange world.

No one would come to rescue him.

He had to rely on himself.

Without the guidance of his true self's mental power, the incarnations in the outside world would fall into slumber.

Even his divine body in the void would be the same.

He had really thrown himself into a pit of fire this time.

"Get off me!" The foreign woman, now awake, found herself pinned under Jian Wushuang and pushed him away.

She brushed the sand off her body with disdain, stood up, and unlike Jian Wushuang, she seemed not shocked but rather excited.

It was as if she had returned to her homeland, taking deep breaths of the air.

Jian Wushuang's brow furrowed. Although he had lost his divine power, his eyesight remained sharp. He wasn't a child; he immediately noticed that the foreign woman was very familiar with this place.

"Have you been here before?"

The alien girl turned her head and gave him a sidelong glance, mocking, "What's it to you?" She didn't care how powerful Jian Wushuang was in the outside world; in this world, it was useless.

Without even looking at Jian Wushuang properly, she lifted her head and prepared to leave. Seeing that being soft didn't work, Jian Wushuang got up and chased after her, grabbing her shoulder. He spoke in a cold, harsh tone, "Since you won't talk nicely..."

Just as he was about to use force, he felt a strange power emanate from her. With a mere frown, she sent him flying back a hundred feet, and he plunged into the sea again.

"He didn't lose his power?"

Jian Wushuang was stunned.

Earlier, he had guessed that this world would strip people of their power, but she still had

some kind of power.

Though it wasn't divine power, the aura was still not that of a mortal.

This confirmed his suspicion even more.

Swimming to the shore, Jian Wushuang glared at the alien girl who was about to leave and shouted angrily, "Don't think I can't deal with you. If my avatar falls, I'll return to the outside world, and this entire great world will be doomed!"

This threat was not an empty one.

He was ready to sacrifice himself, abandoning both his mental strength and divine power.

However, there was one thing he didn't dare to gamble on-that if he fell, he wouldn't be able to transfer his consciousness to the outside world. That would truly be the end.

But he gambled that she didn't know this.

When the alien girl stopped in her tracks, he knew he had won the bet.

"Are you threatening me?" The alien girl slowly turned her head, her gaze icy as she stared at

Jian Wushuang.

A wave of murderous intent hit Jian Wushuang, almost making him lose his footing. But having experienced many life-and-death situations, he wasn't going to be scared by a girl, even if he had lost all his power. Standing firm, he said resolutely, "You can think of it

that way!"

"Hmph, then just die!" The alien girl sneered and prepared to leave directly.

Jian Wushuang didn't expect her to be so straightforward.

She didn't care about his threat at all; he had thought it would work.

Just then, a voice called out to the alien girl.

"Xing Luo, is that you?"

Hearing this voice, the alien girl froze. This time, she didn't show the indifference she had

towards Jian Wushuang but a sorrow that was hard to describe. Finally, she replied in a

trembling voice, "Xing Luo is already dead. I'm not her!"

"You can't fool me!"

Xiang Yang stood up, ignoring the peculiarities of the place, and walked straight towards the

alien girl.

"Why did you abandon me back then? Why?" Xiang Yang's voice was heart-wrenching.

This left Jian Wushuang confused. He didn't expect the two to have a past, and their

relationship seemed unusual.

The alien girl, Xing Luo, took a deep breath, glanced sideways at Xiang Yang, and said softly,

"If you want to know, swim thirty miles southeast. I'll be waiting there!"

With that, her figure rose into the air, and that power erupted again.

Unfortunately, this power was very weak, like a mortal just beginning to practice, relying on

ordinary energy to support the body.

Naturally, her strength wasn't impressive.

Watching her back, Xiang Yang didn't hesitate and prepared to leap up, only to realize that his

divine power was long gone.

He looked at Jian Wushuang in surprise.

"What happened?"

"How should I know? Swim!"

Jian Wushuang spread his hands, helpless. They had no choice but to follow her instructions.

The two of them headed southeast, diving into the vast ocean.

Years of cultivation had made them forget how fragile a mortal body was.

After swimming less than three miles, they were both on the verge of collapse.

They swam purely on willpower.

Thirty miles took them the entire day.