On the twelfth floor of the Cang Poseidon Palace, Jianchen brought Shangguan Mu 'er, Shui Yunlan, Olidona, Ming Dong, Rui Di, and Zhi Ye back to the highest floor of the Cang Poseidon Palace.
After setting foot on the twelfth floor, Jianchen looked at the four statues of Grand Primes that stood in the distance as he sighed emotionally inside.
At that moment, he could not help but think about the first time he had come to the twelfth floor of the Cang Poseidon Palace. At that time, he could not expose his identity, so he had to change his appearance and enter with an extremely low profile. In order to prevent people from recognising him, he even had to avoid places where people gathered. He did not dare to get too close to the four statues.
But now, when he set foot on the twelfth floor of the Cang Poseidon Palace for the second time, an extremely powerful force had already condensed around him. Not only was there Shui Yunlan and Olidona, but there was also Rui Di and Zhi Ye, who had made it to the top ten of the Divine King's Thrones.
Without a doubt, the battle prowess they possessed in the Cang Poseidon Palace was the most powerful.
The number of people on the twelfth floor of the Cang Poseidon Palace had decreased drastically. There were only a few dozen people scattered around the statues.
Clearly, these people had never left the twelfth floor, nor did they take part in the struggle for the girl.
Of course, this did not mean they did not have any thoughts about the girl. Instead, it was because they understood their own strength, so they did not dare to compete with the supreme Godkings who ranked towards the top of the rankings.
However, these Divine Kings were also extremely weak right now. The power of samsara had sapped away a large amount of their vital energies. They were currently recovering as quickly as they could through various pills and heavenly resources.
"Mu 'er, awaken the Artifact Spirit of the Zither of the Demonic Cry first. I'll look around nearby and see if I can find the Artifact Spirit of the Cang Poseidon Palace."
Jianchen stopped before the four statues and turned to Shangguan Mu 'er.
Shangguan Mu 'er nodded. She found an empty spot and sat down. She took out the Zither of the Demonic Cry and controlled it to absorb the mysterious energy in the surroundings again.
"We still haven't recovered all our energy, so we won't be going with you. If you need us to take action, just contact us," Rui Di said to Chen. Afterwards, he found a place nearby with Zhi Ye and continued to recover.
"Brother, I need to hurry up and recover as well. I've just been scolded by first senior sister. I don't want to face eighth senior sister's criticism after I get out," Ming Dong said with a wry smile. Without a doubt, he was the most heavily injured person among them. If it were not for the large number of God Tier pills he had on him, it would have been very difficult for him to survive until now. Even if he managed to survive, his cultivation would have regressed.
After all, he had used far too many powerful secret techniques. He had exceeded the limits of what he could endure long ago, so he was severely drained.
Afterwards, Jianchen left by himself. Even Shui Yunlan and Olidona did not go with him. Instead, they remained there to recover.
Everyone in the Poseidon Palace was affected by the power of samsara now. They had lost a large amount of vital energies, so they were unable to pose a threat to Jianchen in the short term.
Moreover, the truly powerful Divine King was still on the tenth floor, so the twelfth floor was extremely safe right now.
Bang!
A million kilometers away from the Grand Prime's statue, a heavy sound rang out. An extremely damaged tower covered in sword slashes slammed into the ground with an unimaginable weight, causing the ground to tremble violently.
Xiao Man emerged from the tower. Her large, innocent eyes were filled with unease and eagerness as she studied the surroundings. In the end, her gaze landed on Jianchen, and she immediately became worried. She asked in concern, "Brother Jianchen, what's wrong? Are you fine?"
"I'm fine. This is the highest floor of the Poseidon Palace. Xiao Man, take this pendant and see if you can find the Artifact Spirit," said Jian Chen. In order to make time, he had only recovered thirty percent of his vital energies before rushing to the twelfth floor of the Poseidon Palace. As a result, he was pale and haggard. Clearly, he was also in a weakened state.
"Okay, I'll try right now," Xiao Man accepted the jade pendant from Jianchen and bit her finger in a practiced manner, dripping a droplet of blood on it.
The blood was absorbed by the jade pendant, but Jianchen and Xiao Man waited for a very long time, but they still failed to find any traces of the Artifact Spirit.
"Has the Artifact Spirit already died?" Jianchen's heart sank when he saw this. He thought of the voice of the Artifact Spirit from the Poseidon Palace before the Samsaric Immortal Exalt had appeared.
If the Artifact Spirit really had died, it would be impossible for Xiao Man to take back the Poseidon Palace with her strength. Let alone Xiao Man, even if all the Divine King in the Poseidon Palace worked together, they would still be unable to obtain the Poseidon Palace.
This was because he already knew that the centre of the Poseidon Palace was in a region that was not open to the public. Apart from gaining the recognition of the Artifact Spirit, he needed to overcome the obstructions with great strength.
Let alone the Divine King, even some weaker Grand Primes would not be able to harm a high quality god artifact with the toughness of a high quality god artifact.
This was unless they encountered a peak expert like the first majesty of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng.
Jian Chen deeply furrowed his brows. He had no idea what to do about the problem he was facing right now.
.....
"I can sense the presence of master's bloodline again. Fantastic. Master's descendant didn't die to the Samsaric Immortal Exalt …" At the same time, an excited mental pulse appeared from an unknown place in the Poseidon Palace.
Here, in a large net completely condensed from energy, there was a powerful will that was tightly bound inside.
The ancient will struggled tenaciously. It did its best to resist, causing the net of energy to loosen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The ancient will was naturally the Artifact Spirit of the Poseidon Palace that Jianchen and the others had been searching for.
"Although I don't know what's happening outside, I can't sense the presence of the Samsaric Immortal Exalt anymore. He should have … vanished from the world already. Hmph, since I've lost control of the Samsaric Immortal Exalt, this secret technique can forget about trapping me. Break! "The Artifact Spirit bellowed out, and a powerful energy immediately surged out. It pierced the net like an arrow and created a hole in it, allowing it to finally connect with the Poseidon Palace again.
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