The light from the teleportation formation grew brighter and brighter, becoming more and more dazzling. In the end, it turned into a ball of blinding white light, shining like a sun. It illuminated the entire Death Nest.
If it were outside, the light from the teleportation formation would have been enough to turn the darkness into a hundred days. The light would have been enough to envelop the entire Tian Yuan Continent. However, within the Death Nest that was enveloped by the barrier and formation, the light from the teleportation formation was only enough to illuminate the entire Death Nest. Even though the light from the teleportation formation grew brighter and brighter, it was still unable to penetrate beyond the Death Nest.
The space in the middle of this enormous teleportation array fluctuated in an extremely unstable manner. It distorted intensely, and a blurry figure gradually appeared. This figure was only a faint shadow at the start, but it rapidly solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, it became a real entity in the short span of a few breaths.
The white light from the teleportation formation gradually began to weaken. After a few seconds, the white light completely vanished. The huge teleportation formation vanished as well, returning to outer space. The Death Nest that had been illuminated by the light returned to darkness. Yin aura permeated the air, but it was still surging. It had already returned to how it was before. The only difference was that there was now an extra person in the air above the Death Nest.
The person hovered in the air silently. Not only was there no presence from him at all, there was not even the slightest hint of life. The dense Yin Qi and grudges that permeated the Death Nest did not affect the person at all. However, upon closer inspection, one would discover that the Yin Qi and the churning black mist remained a meter away from the person. They were unable to approach the person at all. They did not even dare to approach the person.
This was a middle-aged man in a white robe. His eyes were deep, and he had a heroic air about him. From his appearance, he seemed to be in his forties. Although he did not give off any aura, the way he looked at all living things inadvertently revealed a trace of indifference. This was an indifference to all living things in the world.
If someone who had been to Mercenary City saw the middle-aged man, they would definitely be shocked to discover that he looked exactly the same as the statue of Mo Tianyun in the center of the city. The only difference was that the statue of Mo Tianyun seemed like an unsheathed sword. It was sharp and seemed like the entire world was beneath his feet. However, the middle-aged man who had appeared in the Death Nest seemed much more ordinary.
The middle-aged man's gaze swept across his surroundings, slowly sweeping across every inch of land. The familiar scenery and the deep memories had already deeply touched his heart, causing his heart that was like an ancient well that had not fluctuated for an unknown number of years to tremble slightly. A sliver of excitement even appeared in his deep gaze.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man vanished without any prior signs. In the next moment, he silently appeared in the underground cave where the Soul-devouring Force gathered. Houston, who was cultivating beside the pool of blood, did not sense his appearance at all.
The middle-aged man arrived in front of Huston. He stared at Huston for a while and frowned slightly. At this moment, a blood-red light suddenly flew out from between Houston's eyebrows. It was a thumb-sized, blood-red bead. It was the Amagami that Jianchen had given to Houston.
The Amagami slowly floated over to the middle-aged man. The red light flickered as it passed on strands of consciousness to the middle-aged man. It seemed to be extremely happy.
The middle-aged man stared at the Amagami and said, "The Empyrean Demonic Orb. This person's talent is decent, but he's not a prodigy. Why did you choose him as Ning Shuang's successor?"
The Amagami seemed to be able to understand the middle-aged man's words. It began to tremble gently as the red light around it flickered rapidly. It passed on strands of consciousness that were filled with grievance, as if it was a little girl who had been bullied.
A sliver of surprise appeared on the middle-aged man's face before he laughed involuntarily, "So you met the sword spirits of the Sword Sect of Violet Heavens, the leader of the nine great sects of the Immortals' World, and you were personally handed over to him by the master of the sword spirits. Although his talent is lacking, you chose him as Ning Shuang's successor due to your fear of the sword spirits and his close relationship with the master of the sword spirits. This really does surprise me. I never thought that you'd be brought to the Tian Yuan Continent because you met Jianchen while hiding in the sea realm. It just so happens that the time we agreed on back then arrived, so you brought him here when he had just become the Holy Emperor. "
Another thought emerged from the Amagami. The Amagami already possessed a spirit, but it could not speak. It could only communicate like this.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly. After a moment of thought, he said, "That's a good idea. Jianchen has already been recognized as the master of the sword spirits, and he cultivates the Chaotic Body. He'll definitely control the Sword Sect of Violet Heavens in the future and become an expert. The Sword Sect of Violet Heavens is one of the nine great sects of the Immortals' World. They're extremely powerful, so if you can befriend Jianchen through the successor you chose for Ning Shuang, it'll be a good thing for both Ning Shuang and her sect. "
"However, Jianchen cultivates the Chaotic Body. Even peak organisations struggle to provide the cultivation resources he needs, so it'll be extremely difficult for him to grow. At the same time, he's in a lower world of the Saints' World. Once he's powerful enough, he can only go to the Saints' World. It'll be impossible for him to return to the Immortals' World. Without the support of a large organisation, Jianchen can only rely on himself to find the resources he needs for cultivation. However, Jianchen's identity is just too sensitive in the Saints' World. In the battle back then, the Immortal Exalt of the Sword Sect of Violet Heavens killed two Grand Primes with the Azulet swords and heavily injured the Grand Prime of the Ice Goddess Hall. Countless people below Grand Primes have died to the Azulet swords, so the Saints' World has already developed a bone-deep hatred for him. As a result, if news of Jianchen's identity spreads in the Saints' World, it might even draw out those reclusive Grand Primes. Jianchen won't be able to escape the pursuit of Grand Primes no matter what. Only death awaits him. "
"But what surprises me is that Jianchen is actually working with a member of the warring gods. The warring gods were born from the world, and they exist for battle. If they become Grand Primes in the future, they'll be invincible. Even the Nirvanic Immortal Exalt, who was slightly more powerful than the Immortal Exalt of the Sword Sect of Violet Heavens, died to the hands of a Grand Prime of the warring gods. In the end, the Grand Prime of the warring gods was only slain by the Grand Exalt of the Sword Sect of Violet Heavens in a heavily injured state. Yet now, as the successor of the Sword Sect of Violet Heavens, Jianchen is actually working with a member of the warring gods. This is truly unbelievable."
With that, the middle-aged man paused and said, "Heavenly Demon Orb, release Ning Shuang's soul."
A speck of light the size of a grain of rice flew out of the Heavenly Demon Orb. It shone with a weak light. This was a person's soul, but it was extremely heavily injured and extremely weak. It was so weak that it could not wake up. It could disperse at any time.
The middle-aged man's gaze immediately became gentle when he saw the grain-sized soul. He slowly extended his right hand and used a ball of gentle energy to carefully envelop the weak soul. He gently said, "Ning Shuang, after several hundred thousand years of searching, I've successfully collected nine hundred and ninety-nine souls of the Divine King of Light. I'll use these souls to set up a Soul-nurturing Formation to nourish your soul."
A large number of specks of light suddenly shot out from the middle-aged man's body. There were exactly nine hundred and ninety-nine in total. Each speck of light represented the soul of a Radiant Divine King of Light. These souls had been specially refined, so they were the size of specks of dust. If it were not for the faint white light that they gave off, it would have been difficult to notice them with the naked eye.
The souls of the Divine King of Light all flew towards Ning Shuang's soul under the middle-aged man's control. Afterwards, they stuck close to Ning Shuang's soul and were set up into a Soul-nurturing Formation. Under the effects of the Soul-nurturing Formation, the soul force of the Divine King of Light began to leak out strand by strand, which was absorbed by Ning Shuang's soul.
After setting up the Soul-nurturing Formation, the middle-aged man stared at Ning Shuang's soul affectionately and said, "Ning Shuang, I've already set up everything in the Saints' World. You'll wake up soon." The middle-aged man stared at Ning Shuang's soul silently for a long time. Only then did the Empyrean Demon Orb withdraw Ning Shuang's soul before vanishing silently. The Empyrean Demon Orb returned to Houston's sea of consciousness.
The middle-aged man reappeared on the ground of the Death Nest. He stared at the gloomy world with mixed feelings and sighed gently, "Your mission is complete. There's no need for you to exist anymore. It's time to end it!" With that, the middle-aged man extended his finger a few times in the air. Immediately, a formation hidden in space appeared. The formation began to revolve rapidly, sucking in all the heavy, vile energy and churning black mist that filled the Death Nest into the formation. Through the formation, they were refined into strands of pure Soul-devouring Force, which were channeled into the pool of blood in the underground cavern.
The Saint Ruler, Holy Emperor, and Holy Emperor vengeful spirits in the Death Nest all collapsed one after another, turning into black mist that was sucked into the formation. They were also converted into strands of pure Soul-devouring Force.
The middle-aged man left the Death Nest and arrived in Mercenary City silently as if he had teleported. He hovered above Mercenary City and looked down at the city below. He did not hide himself at all, but no one discovered his existence.
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