Time passed silently, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. Jianchen, Adami, Terlink, Kara Livi, and Kwon Youcai devoted themselves to cultivation. They paid no attention to the matters of the outside world, having completely sunk into a state of selflessness. They all wanted to break through as soon as possible so that they could play a part in protecting the Tian Yuan Continent in the next battle against the World of Forsaken Saints.
During this half a year, the artifact space was peaceful. Ever since Jianchen had moved all the magical beasts there to the Beast God Continent, the artifact space had lost its usual liveliness. The roars that would appear from time to time had vanished long ago. The entire artifact space was deathly silent. The atmosphere was stifling.
Compared to the peace in the artifact space, the outside world was extremely lively. During the half a year that Jianchen had vanished from the Tian Yuan Continent, the people of the Tian Yuan Continent, the Beast God Continent, the sea realm, and the Wasteland Continent had never stopped discussing Jianchen. Basically all the Saint Weapons in the four races had been sent to Jianchen, so the people of the four races were naturally very concerned about whether Jianchen had revived their Saint Weapons.
After all, in the eyes of many people, it was still very difficult to believe that an expert who had died many years ago and only left behind a Saint Weapon could come back to life. This was because this was a legend that had been passed down since ancient times, and there were no records of anyone coming back to life from a Saint Weapon. Even the only Class 8 Radiant Saint Master from ancient times had failed to do so. As a result, many people doubted the legend. There were even a few people who did not believe that Class 8 Radiant Saint Masters had the ability to revive Saint Weapons.
As a result, many people of the four races waited for Jianchen's news quietly. They all hoped that Jianchen would give them an answer when he appeared again. It would be fine if Saint Weapons could not be revived, but if he could, the power of the Tian Yuan Continent would multiply without a doubt. They would be extremely useful in fending off the World of Forsaken Saints.
After half a year of absorption, the head-sized white sphere before Jianchen had shrunk by almost a quarter. The soulcore condensed from Class 8 Radiant Saint Force origin energy in Jianchen's soul had increased by quite a lot as well. The origin energy within it was several times denser than when he had just reached Class 8.
This was not just an increase in quantity. It was also an increase in quality. After all, the Radiant Saint Force origin energy within the sphere was much purer.
Adami, Terlink, Kwon Youcai, and Kara Livi sat in four corners. After half a year of cultivation, the four of them had absorbed more than half of the origin energy in the hall. Their rate of refinement was nowhere near as fast as Jianchen's. Even if they worked together, they would not be able to compare to Jianchen when he was still at Class 7.
However, at this moment, the president of the Radiant Saint Master Union, Adami, began to shine brightly. An extremely dense white light radiated from his head, enveloping his entire body in a single instance.
This was the sign of a Class 7 Radiant Saint Master breaking through to Class 8.
At that moment, Adami had finally reached Class 8 as he wished. All the Radiant Saint Force origin energy he had cultivated and the origin energy he had absorbed from the artifact space surged violently within his soul. It all condensed towards a single point, condensing into a tiny soulcore in the end.
Adami roused from his cultivation not long after he condensed his soulcore. When he opened his eyes, his appearance had changed as well. Even though he was still an old man over seventy years of age, his face was rosy and full of energy. Even the wrinkles on his face had clearly disappeared. The vitality that had been about to wither in his body suddenly surged again.
Adami was unable to contain his excitement and joy. He had waited far too long for this day to become a Class 8 Radiant Saint Master. As a matter of fact, he had worked hard for over two thousand years just to reach Class 8.
Not only did reaching Class 8 mean that Adami had fulfilled his greatest wish, but it also meant an increase in his lifespan.
Class 7 Radiant Saint Masters were the same as Saint Rulers. They only had a lifespan of three thousand years, while Class 8 Radiant Saint Masters had the same lifespan as the Holy Emperor.
Adami was the president after all, so he calmed down very soon. He glanced around and discovered Jianchen sitting in the center of the hall, absorbing origin energy to cultivate. His eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Jianchen has already become a Class 8 Radiant Saint Master, yet he's absorbing even purer origin energy here. Does he want to reach Class 9 in a single stroke?" Adami thought. He immediately gasped before his eyes became extremely bright. He looked at Jianchen eagerly.
"Class 9 Radiant Saint Masters have never appeared in the history of the Tian Yuan Continent. Even I, the president of the Radiant Saint Master Union, don't know if Class 9 Radiant Saint Masters exist or not. Does Jianchen want to create a legend that belongs to us Saint Masters?" Adami suddenly discovered that his heart began to beat violently uncontrollably. He did not leave and continued to sit where he was. His eyes shone as he stared at Jianchen. He wanted to personally witness the birth of a legend, the legend of a Class 9 Radiant Saint Master.
In the blink of an eye, another half a year passed. Kwon Youcai and Kara Livi had successfully become Class 7 Radiant Saint Masters, but the two of them did not leave either. They sat where they were like Adami and stared at Jianchen. They wanted to see whether Jianchen could become a Class 9 Radiant Saint Master or not.
Kara Livi was over a hundred years old, but she only seemed to be a mature woman in her twenties. She was noble, elegant, and beautiful. She stared at Jianchen's handsome face in a daze. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions as well as some admiration and admiration.
Very soon, another half a year passed. The grand elder of the union, Terlink, had successfully reached Class 8 as well. When he learned that Jianchen was breaking through to Class 9, he did not leave either. Instead, he stayed behind.
Even the artifact spirit of the sacred artefact had come, sitting cross-legged before the gate quietly.
Jianchen had already cultivated in the artifact space for a year and a half now. Less than a third of the head-sized sphere remained.
When he had cultivated there for exactly two years, the Artifact Spirit suddenly opened its eyes. At the same time, the president and grand elder narrowed their eyes.
In the next moment, an extremely powerful pressure suddenly radiated from Jianchen. It originated from his soul. The expressions of Adami, Terlink, the Artifact Spirit, Kara Livi, and Kwon Youcai immediately changed. Without any hesitation, they immediately stood up and left the hall, distancing themselves from Jianchen.
This was because before the pressure, they discovered to their shock that their souls were actually trembling. Not only were they unable to move, but they even felt like their souls were about to disperse. It was as if if they continued to endure the pressure, or if the pressure became a little stronger, just the pressure alone would be enough to cause their souls to collapse. In the end, their souls would be obliterated.
"T- is this the pressure of an Origin realm expert or a Class 9 Radiant Saint Master …" Adami could not help but cry out. His eyes were filled with shock.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light erupted from Jianchen's body. The light was no longer gentle. Instead, it was filled with toughness. It surpassed the sun as it expanded into the distance.
At that moment, the entire artifact space was enveloped by the light.
Kara Liwei and Quan Youcai could not help but groan in pain. The two of them hurriedly closed their eyes and covered their eyes tightly with their hands. Through the gaps between their fingers, they could faintly see a trace of blood slowly flowing down.
The president and grand elder closed their eyes as well. As they retreated quickly, they covered their eyes with their hands. There was also a faint redness between their fingers.
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