He had this power!
But if he wanted to take out so much power of life all at once, he would not be able to squeeze it out even if he squeezed it dry.
Jian Wushuang reminded him a little awkwardly, "Lord Deity, this array has been completed. You see …"
"Why? Is there a problem?" Feyego was the first to open his eyes and look at Jian Wushuang.
With this array, he could maximize the transformation of the power of life into his body. This was the most perfect method.
The deity smiled faintly and said, "Just say it!"
"Lord Deity, relying on this array, it will take at least three eras to heal the injuries on your bodies. If you want to be faster, that is fine. But I need the power of all living things to supplement it!" Jian Wushuang very tactfully mentioned the treasures he needed.
Three eras, there was still some leeway in what he said. To maintain his own recovery power to operate the array, it would indeed take three eras.
If he were to suffer a little, two eras would be enough.
But he did not want to waste such a long time.
If he really had to wait for two eras, there would probably be several universe masters in the Disambiguation Temple.
By that time, if these two really went out, there would probably be a great battle. By then, he would be in a difficult position.
He could not just look at the present. He had to find a smooth path for himself.
If these two were to go out now when they were at their peak, no one in the outside world would be able to stop them.
He was not sure about the true spirit's power. Even if he could stop him, he was afraid that they would be evenly matched. By then, he could still deal with both sides.
He could not let either side be too strong. Otherwise, he would be useless.
A useless person would generally not have a good ending.
The deity seemed to be able to see through his heart. He did not promise anything. Instead, he said, "How long will it take? Give me an accurate time!"
Jian Wushuang gritted his teeth and said, "100,000 years!"
This time, he said the fastest time. If there was an endless supply of the power of all living things in his body, he could help Feyego recover to his peak combat power in 100,000 years.
As for the injuries of the deity, he had already seen them. He would be able to heal the other party in ten years.
"Okay!" The deity's face was filled with joy.
Jian Wushuang didn't want to drag this out, and neither did he. Naturally, the sooner the better.
He had been observing the heirs within the Disambiguation Temple. The strongest among them already had the combat power of a half-step universe master. He did not dare to delay any longer.
God Froza tossed a mustard seed to Jian Wushuang and said, "These treasures are what I've accumulated from plundering the four secret realms for countless eras. They should be enough. As for the rest, they're all yours!"
Over countless eras, Shadow Sect, Chief's Gate, and the other forces had collected countless treasures.
Jian Wushuang took the mustard seed and probed it with his psyche power. Even though he was knowledgeable, he was still shocked.
The number of treasures here had already exceeded his imagination.
Among them, there weren't many particularly precious treasures. Most of them were origin treasures that were useful to Imperial Emperors. However, when accumulated together, their value was extremely high.
These treasures were enough to nurture countless Imperial Emperors. They could even support the entire Northern Region's experts.
From this, one could see how valuable it was.
These treasures were indeed enough.
And there were even more.
Of course, no one would feel that they had too many treasures.
It was just that the vision of the gods was different from his.
What the gods yearned for was freedom. Once they were truly free, these treasures wouldn't even be worth a single strand of hair.
"Alright, let's begin!" Feoyego couldn't wait any longer. He was even more eager to get out.
Jian Wushuang didn't waste any more words. He nodded. As he swallowed countless treasures, he injected a massive amount of life force into the array.
100,000 years was just the blink of an eye for these great beings.
However, during these 100,000 years, Jian Wushuang couldn't divide his attention to cultivate. It was a pity.
He hadn't even had the time to comprehend Nie Yuan's inheritance.
However, he was already very close to the ninth level of Ultimate Sword Dao. As long as he went out to comprehend it and create a pinnacle technique, he would be able to step into the ninth level.
Sword Dao and Ultimate Dao had both reached perfection!
Dao Integration was imminent.
Jian Wushuang let out a long breath and thought to himself, I hope everything goes smoothly!
For Feoyego and the others, everything happened very quickly. However, for him, these 100,000 years weren't so easy.
Of course, the True Spirit outside was also as anxious as him.
A hundred years after Jian Wushuang suddenly disappeared with those mysterious Imperial Emperors.
The gods personally descended and headed to the Northern Land.
At this time, the mine had already returned to its original state.
The guards outside the Universe Cave were much tighter than before.
After the previous lesson, the Doyen Palace had no choice but to take it seriously.
Although there was a high probability that no one would barge in again, they still had to put on an act. Otherwise, they would be mocked by the people of the temple for inaction.
When the True Spirit descended, no one noticed. It was as if they couldn't see the True Spirit.
Those guards were still standing in place in a daze. They didn't even know that a powerful being had just walked in.
"Space!" The True Spirit gritted his teeth and frowned.
His space origin had long reached perfection. It was cosmic space.
Back then, the teleportation array was built in a crack in space. He saw the peculiarity at a glance.
Since others could build it, perhaps he could also build a teleportation array based on some clues.
However, it was easy to get in, but difficult to get out.
Even if he went in now and killed Feyego and the others, he couldn't get out. What should he do?
Although he couldn't get out of the Disambiguation Temple, it would be even more troublesome if his true body was trapped in the first prison. He couldn't guard the Disambiguation Temple with just his clone.
There was still a True Lord Rank in the outside world eyeing them covetously.
Back then, that True Lord could enter the Disambiguation Temple through telekinesis. Who knew if he could enter after escaping.
It was true that he was the incarnation of the fallen Disambiguation God, but don't forget that True Lord was once one of the origins of the Disambiguation God.
Everything was uncertain.
If the nest was taken over, it would be too late for him to regret it.
Other than him, he couldn't send anyone else.
"Time Reversal!" The True Spirit's figure began to dim. His body also entered a pavilion.
It was the pavilion in the Origin Sea.
The space where the teleportation array was once built began to distort and change. Everything was turning around.
The battle a hundred years ago was still vivid in his mind. The True Spirit saw everything.
He casually fiddled with time as if everything was a hundred years ago.
He saw everything that happened with his eyes. The True Spirit's pupils constricted.
Especially the scene of Nie Yuan erupting with power, he was shocked to see it!
The Starry Sky lineage!
That sword!
A sword that split a mountain and killed all the enemies in front of him.
"What a pity!" The True Spirit sighed.
The fall of such a talented person was not a small loss.
If he was nurtured, he wouldn't be weaker than those Ultimate Imperial Emperors.
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