Bab 4866: The Black Bead

The extremely dense black energy was still in the form of a vortex as it madly surged into the broken body that was lying on the ground.

Jian Wushuang and the Young Emperor looked at each other and then walked forward with their swords.

The broken body that had been cut in half was wriggling non-stop, as if it was slowly healing.

"Brother Jian, we can't let him recover!" the Young Emperor said coldly. He then drew the soft sword from his waist and nailed half of his body to the ground to stop his recovery.

Cheng Qing also stepped forward and asked in shock, "What is this guy? could he be a Yan Immortal who died in the ancient battlefield?"

Jian Wushuang shook his head and said softly, "It's definitely not a Yan Immortal. Even if the Immortal Source is broken, Yan Immortals who have their obsessions will have Yan power fluctuations. This one doesn't have any at all."

"That's strange." Cheng Qing scratched his head.