At the same time, a meteor that was extremely distant from the Desolate Plane hovered in the sea of stars silently.
Gazing at the Desolate Plane from the meteor, one would discover that the colossal piece of land had shrunk to the size of a fingernail.
A man in azure robes sat on the desolate meteor. His face was cold, and his eyes were as sharp as swords. He stared at the floating piece of land in the distance without moving at all.
He was the Azure Peng King.
In the past few days, the Azure Peng King had never left. He remained on the meteor, silently watching the Desolate Plane. He kept an eye on Jianchen at all times, going as far as to lower himself just to keep an eye on Jianchen.
Now, dealing with Jianchen was no longer as simple as Mo Cheng's death. His main objective was Jianchen's Anatta Tower.
"Hmph, Celestial Sword Saint, I, the Heavenly King of Azure Brilliance, will remember this. You better not let me find an opportunity in the future, or … hmph …" The Azure Peng King gritted his teeth as heavy killing intent flashed through his sharp eyes.
Afterwards, the Azure Peng King opened his hand, and a droplet of blood hovered above it. It gave off powerful pulses of energy, but to an expert like the Azure Peng King, the pulses of energy were extremely weak.
The droplet of blood came from Jianchen's chaotic blood.
The Azure Peng King used the droplet of chaotic blood to use a secret technique again to search for Jianchen's whereabouts.
He had already done this many times. In reality, he would basically use the droplet of blood to search for Jianchen's location every day or two in order to prevent Jianchen from leaving the Desolate Plane through teleportation formations.
However, the Azure Peng King's face changed drastically this time. His eyes shone brightly as he became overjoyed. He suddenly stood up and said sternly, "Just as I expected, you can't stay on the Desolate Plane for long. You've finally left."
"However, I have a droplet of your blood. No matter where you go, you won't be able to escape from me as long as you're still in the Saints' World."
"Jianchen, if you remained on the Desolate Plane, I really wouldn't be able to do anything to you, but you just happen to have left. You're just looking to die," the Azure Peng King sneered before closing his eyes. He used a secret technique to expand his search range.
Very soon, the Azure Peng King opened his eyes. He gazed into the depths of space and sneered, "You sure have fled far away. However, no matter how far away you are, you won't be able to avoid the search of my secret technique, nor will you be able to escape from my pursuit."
With a flash of azure light, the Azure Peng King had already turned into a streak of dazzling azure light. Vaguely, an azure peng seemed to soar into the sky, flying towards the depths of outer space with indescribable speed. He vanished in a single instance.
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At this moment, Jianchen bled from the fusion of the twin swords outside the Cosmic Formation of the Purifying Fire Honglian in an extremely well-hidden miniature world. He had suffered extremely heavy injuries from the backlash.
Most importantly, Jianchen discovered that once the Azulet swords fused, the two powers seemed to become two magnets, sticking to each other firmly. Separating them was not an easy task.
After unleashing that attack, he clearly did not have much energy left. At this moment, he was like a lamp without oil. Therefore, separating the two swords was an extremely difficult challenge for him. It was also a race between life and death.
This was because if he did not dispel the fusion of the twin swords, there would only be one outcome in the end, which was to die from the backlash like the previous master of the twin swords.
This was definitely not something Jianchen wanted to see.
"Ziying, Qing Suo!" Jianchen called out to the sword spirits inside. He had no idea whether the sword spirits could hear him or not. At the same time, a vicious light appeared in his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he ignited the power of his soul without any hesitation, erupting with the last of his strength to separate the twin swords.
During this process, his organs had all vanished. They had been reduced to indiscernible powder under the impact of true Chaotic Force. Even a third of his flesh had melted away.
The power of his soul rapidly depleted as well. He was on the brink of exhaustion.
Jianchen was now on the brink of death.
However, at this moment, something even worse happened. The evil power that had always been hidden in Jianchen's soul awakened from its slumber when Jianchen's soul was weakened. It wanted to suppress Jianchen's consciousness and take control of his body.
Jian Chen's heart sank. If he was suppressed by the evil power at such a crucial moment and was replaced by it, only death would await him. There would be no chance for him to survive.
A demonic red light flickered in Jianchen's eyes. The world he saw gradually became blood-red, which made him roar out furiously. He hated the evil power in his soul to the core. Whenever his soul was unable to hold on, the evil power would take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble and replace him.
"If you really replace me at a time like this, I definitely won't be able to escape death. Since you want me to die, I'll make you die before me." Jianchen roared out. The demonic red light flickered more and more brightly in his eyes. Before he lost consciousness, he controlled a strand of Chaotic Force to directly slash at his soul.
Jianchen's consciousness had already been affected. Although he still retained a sliver of clarity, he was already half-mad. Otherwise, he would never have done something so crazy.
After all, the Chaotic Force he controlled right now was true Chaotic Force that he could not control at all. It was extremely powerful. If he used it to slash at his soul, he would basically die.
However, Jian Chen still did it without any hesitation when he was on the verge of losing his mind. He did it firmly and decisively, without any hesitation at all.
A strand of Chaotic Force directly cut into Jianchen's soul like a dagger, slashing at the evil power that had fused with Jianchen's soul.
Immediately, Jianchen's soul was cut in half like a piece of paper. Coincidentally, one half of the soul just happened to be contaminated by the evil power, while the other half was Jianchen's normal soul.
At this moment, the twin swords finally separated. With the fusion of the swords dispelled, the rampaging Chaotic Force vanished in a single moment as well, as if it had never appeared in the first place.
Jianchen, on the other hand, was reduced to a bloody mess. He directly fainted in the air, losing consciousness.
Mo Tianyun, who had been waiting in the distance, arrived before Jianchen in a flash when he saw this. Without any hesitation, he either applied the various healing pills and extremely precious heavenly resources that he had prepared beforehand on Jianchen's body or directly fed him.
"I never thought that the backlash from the fusion of the swords would be so powerful. The sword spirits haven't recovered to their peak, so the Chaotic Force created after the fusion isn't at its strongest either. However, even with that being the case, Jianchen still can't endure it with his Chaotic Body," Mo Tianyun sternly inspected Jianchen's wounds. He was stern.
"His Primordial Spirit actually shattered." Suddenly, Mo Tianyun's face changed slightly. He murmured, "Why is it so severe? It looks like the fusion of the swords is actually harming him. We need to use the Saint of Grand Harmony's soul. That's the only way to recover his soul as quickly as possible. "
In the eyes of many experts in the Saints' World, an injured soul was an extremely troublesome matter. It was very difficult to deal with. However, looking at Mo Tian Yun's current expression, he did not seem to be worried at all. In fact, he seemed to be very confident.
In the next moment, Mo Tianyun's original body emerged from the Purifying Fire Honglian's Cosmic Formation. He still held the Saint of Grand Harmony's soul in his hand.
The soul was like a miniature sun. It shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding space.
However, the light did not last for very long before it was swallowed by a surging demonic aura. An extremely powerful, surging, and pure demonic aura surged out from Mo Tianyun's hand, forming black, demonic flames that enveloped the Saint of Grand Harmony's soul.
Immediately, the Saint of Grand Harmony's miserable cries rang out from the black flames. At this moment, he seemed to be undergoing inhuman torture, the most intense torture in the world.
The black-robed Mo Tianyun stared at Jianchen coldly. He studied him closely. Gradually, his brows furrowed more and more.
His original body was here, so he could see much more clearly than his clone. He could see everything about Jianchen.
Only now did he discover that Jianchen's wounds were much more severe than he had imagined them to be.
"There's actually a sliver of Chaotic Force remaining in the two halves of his soul. Now, the Chaotic Force is destroying his soul. His soul is growing weaker and weaker. If this is allowed to continue, he'll probably be obliterated. However, why is there the power of an evil spirit in the other half of his soul? " The black-robed Mo Tianyun growled. As he said that, the demonic flames in his hand swelled as well. He said sternly, "I need to refine the Saint of Grand Harmony's soul as soon as possible."
At the same time, his clone took out a puresoul from his Space Ring and shot it into Jianchen's forehead.
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