In the following time, Jianchen devoted himself to studying Martial Soul Force. He hoped to find a way to use Martial Soul Force in the shortest amount of time possible so that he could unleash its full power.
To Jianchen, Martial Soul Force was a huge treasure trove. He already possessed the treasure trove. All he lacked was the key to opening it.
As long as he found the key and opened the treasure trove, he would possess the strength to easily kill Returnance experts. Even if he faced several Returnance experts, he would be able to heavily injure them in a single second.
This was because his soul had already reached Returnance. According to Fairy Haoyue's description of his Martial Soul, he was completely capable of achieving such a glorious feat. At that time, the only person who could threaten him in the World of Forsaken Saints would be the Spiritking.
Martial Soul Force was the most shortcut Jianchen could think of right now. It was not as difficult as the Way of the Sword and the Chaotic Body. Although he already possessed the Azulet swords, every single step of the Way of the Sword was extremely difficult. Even with the Comprehension Tea Tree, he knew that he would struggle to reach the same level as the Spiritking even if he used up all of it.
Even if his Way of the Sword was at the same level as the Spiritking, he still would not be the Spiritking's opponent with just the Way of the Sword. Martial Soul Force, which specialized in attacking the soul, was his greatest weapon.
With the strength of his soul at Returnance, Martial Soul Force might not be able to injure the Spiritking, who was at a higher level of cultivation than him, but it could still affect him to a certain extent. During an intense battle, a single mistake could turn the tides.
As Jianchen busied himself with studying Martial Soul Force, Yang Lie, Guihai Yidao, and Feng Xiaotian did not remain idle either. Under their lead, they gathered all the Holy Emperor experts from the Tian Yuan Continent, the Wasteland Continent, the Beast God Continent, and the sea realm. They taught them the formations from the Saints' World and taught them group after group.
Although these formations were of the lowest level in the Saints' World, they were far more powerful than Saint Tier Battle Skills on the Tian Yuan Continent. If several Saint Emperors worked together to create a formation, they would not be able to harm a Receival expert, but they would definitely be able to trap them for a few days. If there were more people in the formation, the formation would become even more powerful.
As Yang Lie, Guihai Yidao, and Feng Xiaotian appeared before the Holy Emperor frequently, their true identities gradually became known by the experts of the four races. Immediately, the status of the protector clans on the Tian Yuan Continent skyrocketed, becoming a peak organisation only second to Jianchen's Flame Mercenaries.
On the Beast God Continent, the White Tiger continued to inherit the beast god's legacy on the ninety-ninth floor of the Beast God Hall. The outside world had no idea what was going on inside. The current Beast God Continent was still led by Cangqiong. Even though many Holy Emperor had appeared on the Beast God Continent, they were unable to shake Cangqiong's position.
Tie Ta sat boldly on the throne of the War God Hall on the top of the War God Mountain on the Wasteland Continent. He radiated with a powerful light, which intertwined with the light of the War God Hall. It seemed like they were fusing together.
At this moment, Tie Ta's presence was clearly much more powerful than a few years ago. His strength had rapidly broken through in just a few short years.
Even though Tie Ta's strength was still at Receival by the standards of the Tian Yuan Continent, he had reached late Receival. His battle prowess was even greater. He could even take on Returnance experts. ‘
"It would be great if I could completely control the War God Hall. The toughness of the War God Hall has shocked me. All I need to do is place the divine hall at the entrance of the tunnel and block the entrance, and the people from the World of Forsaken Saints won't be able to come through. It's just a pity that I can only use the power of the divine hall to cultivate with my current strength."
"With the War God Hall, uncle A 'Ruijin can avoid death completely. As long as he hides in the War God Hall, even if the Winged Tiger from the ancient times has surpassed the limits of its lifespan and reached a level where it could match the world, it probably won't be able to break through the divine hall in a short amount of time. However, uncle A' Ruijin can't be bothered to hide because of the pride of the warring gods. He'd rather die in battle," Tie Ta murmured as he sat on the throne.
Tie Ta murmured from his throne. After becoming the war god of the Hundred Races, Tie Ta seemed to have undergone a baptism, making him even more mature.
Even though he was still him, his mind had already transformed. He was no longer the simple-minded person he used to be, who would sometimes be in a daze.
The great elder of Mercenary City, Tian Jian, did not appear. He continued to refine the supreme divine hall left behind by Mo Tianyun. The divine hall was clearly extraordinary. Even with the Holy Emperor Tian Jian's strength, refining it required so much effort.
The president and grand elder of the Radiant Saint Master Union were in seclusion as well. They used their strength as Class 8 Radiant Saint Masters to revive the Ruler Armaments and King Armaments that Jianchen had left behind for them. They wanted to increase the strength of the Tian Yuan Continent before the war against the World of Forsaken Saints began.
Whether it was the Tian Yuan Continent, the Beast God Continent, the Wasteland Continent, or the sea realm, all the experts were preparing for the next battle. Only the weaker cultivators who could not provide any assistance in the battle against the World of Forsaken Saints spent their days leisurely.
Very few of these cultivators knew the strength of the World of Forsaken Saints. They only knew that their experts had already stopped an invasion from the World of Forsaken Saints and killed several hundred Holy Emperors, achieving an extremely glorious achievement. As a result, they believed that the World of Forsaken Saints could not threaten the world they lived in. As time went on, their impression of the World of Forsaken Saints gradually faded from the initial shock, fear, and various other emotions. In the end, the World of Forsaken Saints became a topic of discussion.
In the blink of an eye, five years passed. It had already been six and a half years since Jianchen had killed the Receival expert from the World of Forsaken Saints. During that time, Jianchen had completely vanished from everyone's sight. He remained in seclusion in the mountains near Mercenary City.
Other than the first year and a half he spent reviving the Emperor Armament, Jianchen spent the remaining five years researching Martial Soul Force.
Unfortunately, perhaps he had overestimated his ability to comprehend, or perhaps he had underestimated the wonders of Martial Soul Force. Not only did he fail to find a way to truly unleash the power of Martial Soul Force in the five years he had invested, but he had even wasted some fifth grade Comprehension Tea Leaves.
"Martial Soul Force is just far too wondrous and profound. Finding a way to use it will take an extremely long time. It's impossible to complete in just a few years. The collapsed tunnel has reformed now. Although it hasn't stabilized yet, it'll only take three years at most for Returnance experts to pass through. " Jianchen opened his eyes in the gloomy cave. His sharp eyes flickered with a bright light, like two glowing gems in the gloomy cave.
"Three years. I only have three years at most. I can't waste the remaining precious time on Martial Soul Force," Jianchen stood up and murmured. However, he looked at the sea realm in the distance.
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