Yadriam became rather stunned as she stared at the hall master of the Heaven's Spirit Hall who was unable to climb to his feet. She could already tell that the hall master was extremely heavily injured, to the point where he had basically lost the ability to move, which surprised her.
This was because she was not the one who had injured the hall master of the Heaven's Spirit Hall.
With a flash of azure light, the Qing Suo Sword that had blocked Yadriam's attack unscathed turned into a streak of light and returned to Jianchen's back. Jianchen flew over on his sword from afar and said to Yadriam, "Hall master, the hall master of the Heaven's Spirit Hall is very heavily injured. He can't endure another attack from you, or you'll probably wipe him out on the spot."
Yadriam shifted her gaze away from the hall master of the Heaven's Spirit Hall and stared at the Qing Suo Sword on Jianchen's back without blinking. She still could not forget how the azure sword had flown over from afar and blocked her powerful attack effortlessly.
"Jianchen, is that really a weapon you forged?" Yadriam asked. She found it very difficult to believe that Jianchen could forge such powerful swords.
Jianchen indifferently smiled, "Speaking of which, I can only be considered as half a forger. I was only able to forge these two swords with the assistance of an expert. I only played a supporting role. However, the power of these two swords might be greater than the weapons of his majesty Poseidon. Hall master, do you believe what I said back then? With these two swords, it won't be difficult for me to kill the hall masters of the Heaven's Spirit Hall and Serpent God Hall. "
Yadriam glanced at a nearby mountain. She saw the hall master of the Serpent God Hall lying on the ground like a pile of mud after losing his hands. He stared at the sky soullessly as despair filled his eyes.
Yadriam sighed inside. Her gaze toward Jianchen was filled with mixed feelings. Back then, Jianchen was only a puny Saint Ruler in her eyes. A person at that level was no different from an ant to the hall master of Poseidon. Only a short amount of time had passed, yet Jianchen had grown from a puny Saint Ruler to a level that even shocked her.
Yadriam knew that she was no longer Jianchen's opponent. At the very least, she was unable to heavily injure two emperors as easily as Jianchen had.
"He's become even more terrifying with such a powerful weapon. Probably only experts who have surpassed Emperor Realm can suppress Jianchen," Yadriam thought. She became rather gloomy. She could not help but think of herself. She had cultivated for several thousand years to reach her current level of strength, yet Jianchen had become even more powerful than her in just a few decades. She felt very unsettled.
"Right now, our world is facing the threat of the World of Forsaken Saints. If we don't have enough strength, the day they attack our world might be the day of our destruction. We just happen to need strength right now. Hall master, I don't think we should kill the two of them right now. After all, Holy Emperors are just far too rare. Every additional Holy Emperor will strengthen our defenses. What do you think, your highness? " Jianchen asked. He did have some grievances with the two hall masters of the Serpent God Hall and Heaven's Spirit Hall, but he would rather eliminate the threat of the World of Forsaken Saints first before settling his personal grievances.
Yadriam stowed her trident away and her powerful presence slowly dispersed. After a moment of thought, she nodded, "You're right. The World of Forsaken Saints is far too powerful. Killing each other right now is no different from digging our own graves. I won't take their lives, but their fates will still be decided by your majesty."
Afterward, Yadriam placed the hall masters of the Heaven's Spirit Hall and the Serpent God Hall together. She used a secret technique to seal their strength to prevent them from secretly recovering and escaping.
Jianchen took the Space Rings of the hall master and Hall Master Of Dragon God Temple without any hesitation. He obtained a large amount of wealth from them. His greatest harvest was the eight quaking thunders that could heavily injure the Holy Emperor.
Before long, the news that the hall master and Hall Master Of Dragon God Temple had been subdued by the hall master of the Heaven's Spirit Hall and the ruler of the Turtle clan spread. It caused an uproar among the crowd. Many people had already realized that the balance of power in the sea realm that had existed for countless years was about to change. The situation that had persisted for so many years was about to be rewritten.
However, both the status and reputation of the Turtle clan skyrocketed after the battle, causing everyone to fear them. Although many people did not have high hopes for the strength of the Turtle clan, they would forever remain at the apex of the sea realm as long as the emperor of the Turtle clan did not fall. They would become a colossus like the three divine halls.
After the emperor of the Heaven's Spirit Hall was captured, the experts that belonged to the Heaven's Spirit Hall all left dejectedly. Some of them believed that the Heaven's Spirit Hall was done for, so they left halfway and parted ways with the Heaven's Spirit Hall.
The news of the two hall masters being captured spread across the entire sea realm very quickly, shocking the world.
In a medium-sized organization called the Kalor tribe, the patriarch of the Kalor tribe had been extremely worried recently. His daughter Caia had received the cultivation method of the emperor of the Eight Wastelands from the ruler of the Turtle clan, so she had been cultivating in seclusion recently. Her strength had increased extremely rapidly, which should have been something worth celebrating for the patriarch as her father. However, what made him feel helpless was that Caia's cultivation consumed an extremely large amount of resources. She required a large number of crystal coins. He had already done everything he could to take away a large portion of the crystal coins that were allocated to his clansmen, but it was still not enough to satisfy Caia's needs. This caused the patriarch to feel extremely troubled.
The Kalor tribe was only a medium-sized one. They were not wealthy. Although they possessed a low grade crystal mine, the amount they could mine in a year was extremely limited. It was only enough to maintain the cultivation grounds of their clansmen. Caia's cultivation had basically taken up half of the resources, so many clansmen had been given less crystal coins than before. This had already led to a large wave of opposition in the clan, which caused the patriarch to feel very pressured.
"I hope my good friends won't disappoint me and can provide me with some assistance so that my daughter can become stronger faster," thought the patriarch. All he could do now was place his hopes on his good friends.
At this moment, a guard walked in from outside and said, "Patriarch, the patriarchs of the Tyt tribe, Herman tribe, Goldensword tribe, Dakar clan, and Tingwei clan have come to visit."
The patriarch rejoiced inside and said, "Invite them in. No, I'll personally go welcome my old friends. It's been many years since I've seen them."
The patriarch chatted happily with his old friends in a secret room of the Kalor tribe. He had once ventured through the sea realm with these old friends when he was young. They had sworn blood oaths and gone through trials of life and death together. They were extremely close, and they had all become leaders of organizations now.
"My old friends, I had no choice but to invite you here this time. My daughter has recently obtained an impressive cultivation method and is devoting herself to it. Once she has mastered it, she will become an emperor and rule over a region," said the patriarch of the Kalor tribe.
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