"We've finally won. I never thought that the crisis of the world would be so terrifying. We've sacrificed so many experts to destroy it, including a few Origin realm experts!"
Many people from the four races of the Tian Yuan Continent and the World of Forsaken Saints gently sighed. Many of them became dazed. Everything that had happened before was like a dream to them. They had lived for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. They could even occasionally learn about things that happened millions of years ago through some ancient books. Whether it was qualifications or experience, they were incomparably rich. Not to say that they knew the beginning and end of the world, but almost all the sensational events that happened in the past million years were clear to many of them. However, what happened today completely subverted their understanding.
A single crisis of the world had caused such heavy damage to the Tian Yuan Continent and the World of Forsaken Saints, where they had almost been destroyed. This shocked everyone present. Even though they had successfully survived the crisis, every single one of them knew extremely well just how dangerous it had been for them to survive the crisis.
This battle was destined to be passed down through the ages. It would be recorded in the ancient records of various organisations and passed down for all eternity.
The World of Forsaken Saints had paid a price far greater than the Tian Yuan Continent in the battle against the evil spirit. Tens of thousands of Sainthood experts had died. They had all sacrificed their lives willingly, burning their vital energies and forcing all the power of their bloodline into the Primordial Godsilk. Even their corpses had been reduced to ashes. Even a few protectors and elders who had reached the Origin realm had suffered the same fate. The surviving cultivators from the World of Forsaken Saints were all pale and haggard because they had lost a large amount of essence blood. Many of them had already collapsed on the ground.
The same was true for the Spiritking. He was even weaker than the experts from the World of Forsaken Saints. Not only was he the one who had lost the most essence blood, but he had also suffered an intense backlash from forcefully using the second move of A Will to Split the Heavens in the battle against the evil spirit. Not only had his vitality weakened, but his wounds were so severe that he was even more injured than anyone else present.
Jianchen was also heavily injured, even more so than the Spiritking at times. However, he possessed the Chaotic Body and the origin energy of Radiant Saint Force. The two powers basically healed him at all times, so his wounds did not worsen at all. Instead, most of them had recovered.
"The crisis of the world has been destroyed now, but the evil power from the crisis still hasn't completely dispersed. How do we deal with this power? If we let this power remain in the sky, it'll probably cause some people to feel uneasy, "the Spiritking looked at the sky. The Spiritking stared at the sky and growled. However, his voice was filled with an unconcealable sense of weakness.
Jianchen looked over. The blood-red clouds in the sky were still as dense as ever. From afar, it seemed like a huge, red carpet had spread across the sky, dyeing the entire region blood-red. The scorching sun was unable to penetrate it at all.
Jianchen frowned when he saw this. Even though the power of the Primordial Godsilk had wiped out a third of the evil spirit's power, the remaining two-thirds was still extremely vast to Jianchen and the Spiritking. It had completely exceeded their strength. However, the evil spirit no longer controlled the power, so the threat it posed was reduced to a minimum. It could even be said that it was no longer a threat. However, completely wiping out the evil spirit's power was not something that Jianchen and the Spiritking could do.
It was still not an easy task.
"Senior Olidona, can you lend us a hand and completely wipe out the evil power left behind by the crisis of the world?" Jianchen asked the Elven Godtree in the territory of the elves on the Wasteland Continent for help. His Primordial Godsilk was almost completely depleted, so using the power of the Primordial Godsilk to purify the evil power was clearly unrealistic.
At the same time, many of the cultivators from the World of Forsaken Saints had lost a large amount of essence blood earlier. Their blood had been regenerated time and time again, so they were all extremely weak. They were obviously unable to use the same method as before. After all, the evil spirit had been wiped out, so the remaining evil power did not pose much of a threat anymore.
"I can only use thirty percent of my life force to help you at most. There's only one and a half left, so it's not enough to wipe out the evil power. However, I can use it to push the evil power into outer space, but I'll need the two of you to work together." Olidona's voice rang out in Jianchen's head. Her voice was rather weak as well. Clearly, losing thirty percent of her life force was a great loss to her.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, senior!" Jianchen said gratefully. As long as the evil power was pushed into outer space, he would have time to slowly deal with it.
"I wonder if my Chaotic Body can absorb this evil power. If it can, then my Chaotic Body …" A gleam of light flashed through Jianchen's eyes. He immediately became rather tempted.
Afterward, Jianchen, the Spiritking, and Olidona worked together. They used their supreme strength to seal up the evil power and slowly pushed it into outer space. At this moment, Olidona only had around a tenth of her life force remaining.
"The injuries on your body are not light. If you don't treat them well, it may even leave behind irreversible sequelae that will affect your cultivation in the future. I'll give you this last bit of vitality to help you heal your injuries. It can also be considered as a good karma. However, I can't do anything about the injuries on your soul." Olidona's voice rang out in the Spiritking's head. Afterward, her last bit of life force immediately turned into a tremendous amount of life force and was channeled into the Spiritking's body.
At that moment, the Spiritking became enveloped by a layer of dense, green light. His wounds healed at an unbelievable rate under the green light. Even the weakness on his face rapidly receded.
In just a few seconds, the Spiritking had completely recovered from his heavy wounds. He healed so quickly that it had completely surpassed the fusion of Jianchen's Chaotic Body and Radiant Saint Force origin energy.
After all, this was the life force of a Divine King. Even though it was not a lot, it was still extremely terrifying. It was not something Class 9 Radiant Saint Force origin energy could compare to.
"Thank you, senior. Shen Jian will remember your kindness today. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely repay you." The Spiritking clasped his hands in Olidona's direction. Not only had the strand of life force from Olidona healed his wounds, but the remaining life force had also fused with his cultivation, turning into his own energy. His strength had increased by quite a lot once again. If it were not for the restrictions of this world, he could have reached Godhood at any time.
The blood-red cloud that enveloped the Tian Yuan Continent had vanished. When the scorching sun illuminated the land once again, Jianchen had already entered the evil power all by himself. He wanted to try and see if he could absorb the power and refine it into his own Chaotic Force.
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