"Hei Ya, you go first as well. If I accidentally die in this battle, you'll regain your freedom." In the end, Jianchen let Hei Ya out.
He was about to face a Grand Prime. Although he had a certain chance of killing his opponent with the fusion of the twin swords, or at the very least, he could heavily injure his opponent.
However, he needed to prepare for the worst.
"Master, you won't die. You will always be Hei Ya's master. Hei Ya will never forget master's kindness." Hei Ya looked at Jianchen affectionately. Only he knew that Jianchen had never treated him as a servant even though he seemed to be master and servant on the surface. Instead, Jianchen had used up a tremendous amount of precious resources to forcefully push him up from the Divine King to the Primordial realm.
Just how many people in the Saints' World would treat their servants so selflessly?
As a result, Hei Ya felt unforgettable gratitude towards Jianchen.
"Master, it's Hei Ya's uselessness. I can't resolve master's problems, and I've become a burden instead. Hei Ya will wait for master's triumphant return from afar." Hei Ya bowed deeply towards Jianchen before leaving the meteor as well.
He did not actually leave. Instead, he sat down very far away from Jianchen and waited for Jianchen quietly.
"Master, you have to live on safely. You can't die," Hei Ya prayed silently as he sat in the dark space.
In the blink of an eye, Jianchen had already sat on the meteor for three days. During those three days, his vital energies had recovered to their peak, and he was in his best condition. The Azulet swords were prepared as well. All he needed to do was wait for Jianchen's decision, and the swords would immediately fuse and unleash devastating power.
Of course, Jianchen did not just use the Azulet swords to deal with the Elder of Mountains and Seas. In order to kill the Elder of Mountains and Seas in a single stroke, Jianchen even used the fleshly core he had obtained on the Desolate Plane as a trump card.
The fleshly core was the source of Gusta's power. It possessed extremely terrifying power, such that even Jianchen had to be careful when absorbing it, afraid that he would destroy the balance of the energy inside.
Now, he had already made up his mind. If the fusion of the swords still could not kill his opponent, he would destroy the balance of the energy in Gusta's fleshly core and make it explode.
"It's already been three days. Why hasn't he come yet?" Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was cold.
He stared into the distance, in the direction of the Star Brilliance Plane.
According to his understanding of that expert, with his speed, he should have rushed over in three days.
Jianchen thought, Jianchen's wait.
Very soon, time passed quickly. On the fourth day, on the fifth day, the Elder of Mountains and Seas still did not come like Jianchen had imagined.
On the other hand, Jian Chen gradually lost his patience and became rather irritable.
He had already prepared everything. First, he fused the twin swords before detonating Gusta's fleshly core. He was determined to kill the Grand Prime. In the end, the Grand Prime actually did not come. He felt like he had nowhere to vent his power.
After waiting for half a month, he finally stopped.
Jian Chen finally could not sit still any longer. He stood up from the meteor. He had no idea why the peak expert who had been pursuing him had not come, but he had already waited for half a month. He did not plan on waiting any longer.
"Master, the expert probably won't be coming, right?" At this moment, Hei Ya returned from afar and said in joy.
Jianchen was emotionless. He did not reply. After a moment of silence, he said with bitterness and eagerness, "Hei Ya, try using your innate ability. See if you can still sense Caia's location."
Hei Ya nodded and immediately used his innate ability.
"Master, I can't sense Caia at all …" Hei Ya shook his head a while later.
Jianchen's heart ached when he heard that. He became gloomy. Even though he had already guessed that this would happen, he still held onto a sliver of hope.
Without a doubt, Hei Ya's words had destroyed his final sliver of hope.
"I'll get revenge for Caia soon.
Since he won't come looking for me, I'll go look for him myself, "Hei Ya gritted his teeth. Afterwards, he stowed Hei Ya away in the Anatta Tower. He shot off as a streak of light, heading for the nearest teleportation formation that could take people to other planes.
Several months later, Jianchen found the nearest teleportation formation. Afterwards, he used it to teleport continuously, directly making his way to the Prosper Plane.
Travelling through teleportation formations was extremely fast. After teleporting several times, Jianchen crossed over a dozen planes and a small portion of the Saints' World. He arrived at his destination, the Prosper Plane.
"The Prosper Plane … so this is the Prosper Plane …" Jianchen looked at the people on the streets as he stood in a bustling city on the Prosper Plane. He felt gloomy.
This was where he had returned the Anatta Tower. This was where all his troubles ended. Originally, he should have come here with Caia. But now, she was no longer here. Caia's familiar appearance and voice only existed in his memories.
This made Jianchen feel empty, as he had lost a very good friend.
"He's gone up, he's gone up. He's actually sat on it …"
"Sima Wuji sure is impressive. It hasn't even been a hundred years since he broke through to late Divine King. He hasn't even reached the peak of cultivation, yet he can actually sit on the Divine King's throne …"
"Sima Wuji is the prodigy of the Sima clan.
It makes sense that he could sit on the Divine King's throne so quickly … "
.....
Just as Jianchen became gloomy, a series of cries rang out nearby.
At this moment, there was already a sea of people in front of them. Many cultivators had gathered, and the square in front of them was so crowded that not even a drop of water could trickle through.
A transparent staircase led up above the heads of all the people. The staircase seemed to contain the truths of the world, as if it had been condensed from the ways.
It possessed the power of the world.
At the end of the stairs, at a height of three thousand meters, there was a huge throne that stood there out of thin air.
At this moment, there was a young man in a purple-gold gown sitting cross-legged on the throne.
The throne did not seem to be as easy to sit on as it seemed on the surface. When the late Godking young man sat on the throne, he felt like he was enduring tremendous pressure and a test at all times, causing him to constantly tremble. His face paled and paled as well. It constantly changed.
Jianchen stopped. He sucked in a deep breath and calmed himself down. He also looked at the huge throne in the air.
Naturally, he knew about the throne. It belonged to the renowned Divine King of the Saints' World.
The Divine King's throne could be found across the forty-nine great planes of the Saints' World. It had existed for an extremely long time, and no one knew when it had been created.
However, in the Saints' World, every single Divine King would take pride in being able to sit on the throne. As long as they could engrave their name on the throne, they would immediately become a supreme Divine King, bringing glory to their ancestors. It was a symbol of identity and status.
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