The president and grand elder both sighed inside as they stared at the person who had once been the most outstanding genius of the Radiant Saint Master Union. They were filled with mixed feelings.
In the past, the two of them had treated Jianchen as the future of the union. The president had even groomed him as his personal assistant, going as far as to use his own disciple to train Jianchen. They all hoped that Jianchen could grow quickly and become a great figure who could take on the responsibility of developing the union.
Unfortunately, the heavens had played a huge joke on them. Yang Yutian, who had joined the union as a Radiant Saint Master, was actually a fighter as well. He was a hermit who had reached Saint Ruler.
Since ancient times, Radiant Saint Masters and fighters had never appeared on the same person. As a result, it was said that fighters and Radiant Saint Masters could not exist on the Tian Yuan Continent at the same time. After all these years, no one had ever broken through this limit. However, the exposure of Yang Yutian's identity as a fighter had broken this restriction that had existed for countless years on the Tian Yuan Continent. This affected the Radiant Saint Master Union so greatly that it basically caused an earthquake.
Aside from that, Jianchen's other identity shocked all the upper echelon of the union. He was actually a direct descendant of the protector clan of the Changyang Prefecture.
The protector clans were the ultimate power on the Tian Yuan Continent. They had existed since ancient times, and their history was even longer than Mercenary City's. Even the three empires were unable to fend them off. They were the undisputed hegemons of the Tian Yuan Continent. Compared to them, the Radiant Saint Master Union was as weak as a three-year-old child. They could not even withstand a single blow.
The president and grand elder looked at Jianchen with extremely mixed feelings. The two of them did not say anything for quite some time. Their gazes were filled with love and hatred.
In their eyes, Jianchen was a person they both loved and hated. They loved his talent and the bright future he could bring to the union, but they hated Jianchen's multiple identities and the harm he had brought to the union by taking away the saint artifact in the past.
They knew that Yang Yutian, the most outstanding genius in the history of the union, who was extremely likely to become a Class 8 Radiant Saint Master in the future, would probably never return.
"Sigh." After quite a while, the grand elder sighed at the sky, "Jianchen, you've finally returned to the Tian Yuan Continent. I never thought that your strength would increase by so much in just a few years. It's unbelievable."
"Jianchen, if you have the time, come to our union's headquarters and have a seat. There are some things I want to discuss with you," the president said as well.
Jianchen knew that the president wanted to talk about the saint artifact, so he did not turn him down. He nodded, "President, once I deal with the matters here, I'll come to the union with you."
The president of the Radiant Saint Master Union smiled happily and nodded.
Jianchen used the Illusory Flash to leave. It was like he was walking through empty space. With each step, he could cross several kilometers as if he had teleported. Although Jianchen did not purposefully study the Illusory Flash, he had become more and more familiar with it after using it so many times. Now, Jianchen's grasp over the Illusory Flash was increasing.
With over ten steps, Jianchen crossed over a hundred kilometers and returned to the City of God. The huge barrier around the city had already disappeared, revealing the city's original appearance.
Ruijin, Black Fish, Honglian, and the four protectors of the Bloodsword sect followed behind Jianchen. Behind them were Zaafimore and the Saint Rulers of the eight great clans, as well as many other experts who had come to watch the show.
Jianchen stepped into the sky and directly went to the Zaafimore family's mansion. He saw that Bijui Wang was still there, standing in the same position with a face filled with worry.
Previously, Bibi Wang had been imprisoned by Zaar Caiyun, so he couldn't move his hands and feet. Although Zaar Caiyun had snatched him away, she hadn't removed the imprisonment power that Zaar Caiyun had placed on him. Thus, the immobile Bibi Wang could only obediently stay there, unable to escape even if he wanted to.
"Bijui Wang, I'd like to see who can save you now." Jianchen coldly stared at Bijui Wang. He did not hide his powerful killing intent at all, causing the temperature in the surroundings to plummet.
Bijui Wang's expression immediately changed when he saw that Jianchen had actually returned safely. He was utterly terrified and his face was filled with dread.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me. Jianchen, I'm a good friend of the Heavenly Enchantress. If you kill me, the Heavenly Enchantress will never forgive you. She'll hate you for the rest of her life," Bijui Wang said with a trembling voice. The Parallel-Shouldered King said in a trembling voice. His face was already pale. He knew that he had reached the moment of life and death.
"Bijui Wang, if it weren't for the timely arrival of the experts from Changyang Prefecture, my good friends probably would have died at your hands. I've also heard that you're interested in my fiancée, You Yue, right?" Jianchen's gaze became colder and colder as his heart began to boil with killing intent.
"No, that's not it, that's not it, Jian Chen, this is a misunderstanding …" Beside the Shoulder King hurriedly tried to explain himself, trying to absolve himself of the blame.
Jianchen remained unmoved. He coldly said, "Don't worry, Bijui Wang. I won't kill you so easily …" With that, Jianchen kicked Bijui Wang's dantian viciously. Immediately, Chaotic Force entered Bijui Wang's dantian and destroyed his Saint Weapon. His dantian was completely shattered and the powerful force had even pulverized his organs.
Bijui Wang produced an extremely miserable shriek. He was heavily injured with his Saint Weapon destroyed. Although he could survive as long as his soul remained intact as a Saint Ruler, his strength had been greatly reduced.
Afterward, Jianchen extended a finger and a strand of Chaotic Force stabbed into Bijui Wang's forehead as a sharp sword Qi. It heavily injured Bijui Wang's soul and prevented him from escaping by projecting his soul.
With his soul injured, Bijui Wang immediately became dispirited and on the verge of death. He didn't even have the strength to scream. The intense pain caused his forehead to be covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Jianchen, you'll die a horrible death!" Bijui Wang cursed through gritted teeth, but his voice was weak. With his Saint Weapon destroyed and his soul injured, he knew he was done for.
Jianchen completely ignored Bijui Wang's curses.
There was no need to be angry with a person who was about to die. He then stored Bijui Wang in the artifact space and left the Zaar family.
On the highest floor of the union, Jianchen, the president and grand elder of the union were chatting in a splendidly decorated hall. After their conversation, Jianchen gained a clear understanding of the union's current situation.
The loss of the union's saint weapon had indeed caused a huge uproar among the upper echelons of the union. It had almost caused the union to collapse. In the end, it was all thanks to the secret assistance of the three great clans of the Holy Emperor's Empire that the union was able to avert the disaster. This was because the union was not a weak force. As long as it was in the Holy Emperor's Empire, it was a force that belonged to the Holy Emperor's Empire. Therefore, the three great clans that controlled the Holy Emperor's Empire were unwilling to see the union disband. As a result, some of the union's experts had sided with other organizations or the other two empires, increasing the strength of others.
The Radiant Saint Master Union and the three great clans of the Holy Emperor's Empire had issued a gag order on the loss of the saint weapon. They had also found an excuse to announce the loss of the saint weapon.
From the president and grand elder, Jianchen also learned that among the top ten in the last competition, other than himself, the other nine failed to become a Class 7 Radiant Saint Master. This included Kara Livi, who was publicly acknowledged as the strongest Class 6 Radiant Saint Master. All of them had failed to fuse with the origin energy of Radiant Saint Force.
"Jianchen, although our union has lost the saint weapon, as long as the origin energy we control is not severed, our union will be able to survive for a long time. According to your request, we have been searching for items that can store the origin energy of Radiant Saint Force. We have already collected quite a lot and have placed them all in this Space Ring. I hope that the next time the seal on the saint weapon is broken, Jianchen, you can help us collect more of the origin energy of Radiant Saint Force. " The president's voice was filled with pleading. He knew that the lifeline of the Radiant Saint Masters was completely in Jianchen's hands. If the union lost the origin energy of Radiant Saint Force, how would they be able to gather all the powerful Radiant Saint Masters on the continent?
Jianchen accepted the Space Ring and said, "President, don't worry. When the seal on the saint weapon is broken next time, I will definitely store up enough origin energy for you."
"Then we don't have to worry anymore." The President and the Great Elder heaved a sigh of relief. Their hearts, which had been in their throats, finally settled down, and they felt much more at ease.
Jianchen sat in his chair and thought for a while. Reminiscence filled his eyes. The scenes of him roaming the City of God as a Class 6 Radiant Saint Master appeared in his head once again. At that moment, he thought about Yang Ling, who did not even care about his own life and only wanted to protect him, as well as Kwon Youcai, who clung to him all the time in an attempt to obtain Radiant Artes.
Yang Ling's loyalty had once touched Jianchen deeply. Although he was only a guard, Jianchen had never treated him as an outsider during that period of time. Instead, he treated him as a friend, even though he was only a Heaven Saint Master.
"President, grand elder, may I ask if my past personal guard, Yang Ling, is present? I would like to see him," Jianchen said.
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