As the saying went, the higher one stood, the further one could see. Those who had reached senior Feng's level of cultivation were naturally people who stood at the apex of the pyramid. As a result, he understood the power of Chaotic Force extremely well.
From what he knew, Chaotic Force was a supreme power that could not be controlled by anyone. Even if there were people who cultivated Chaotic Force in the world, the Chaotic Force they possessed was all fake. It was not true Chaotic Force at all.
However, at this moment, he actually sensed a sliver of the presence of true Chaotic Force from Jian Chen's essence blood. Naturally, senior Feng was extremely shocked.
This was because the appearance of the strand of true Chaotic Force had completely shattered his understanding of the world, his understanding of the world, and his opinion of the ways of the world.
The true Primal Chaos Force actually appeared in a cultivator. In Senior Feng's opinion, this was absolutely impossible.
Senior Feng was shocked for a long time before he finally regained his senses. He inhaled a deep breath of air and slowly calmed himself down. After which, his gaze towards Jianchen underwent a tremendous change.
What kind of gaze was that?
It was a gaze that seemed as if he was looking at a monster or as if he had discovered a new continent. It was filled with all sorts of strangeness and disbelief.
"You … How did you do it?" Senior Feng asked.
"When I used the fusion of the twin swords last time, I suffered a backlash from the Chaotic Force. However, I didn't die in the end. This strand of true Chaotic Force fused with my body at that time," Jianchen told him the truth without hiding anything. This was because he knew that such a method could only appear on him and could not be replicated.
"The fusion of the twin swords … the fusion of the twin swords … the previous master of the twin swords died because of the fusion of the twin swords …" Senior Feng murmured. He seemed to recall some past events and legends, and he became dazed.
"Senior Feng, just tell me if my Chaos essence blood is useful or not." Jianchen hurriedly returned to the main topic. He knew that senior Feng would not be awake for too long, so he was afraid that if he delayed any longer, he would run out of time before he could do anything.
The Wind Venerable looked at Jian Chen and sighed gently, "I never thought that I, the Wind Venerable, who has shaken up the Saints' World, would need the help of a junior in the end. The affairs of the world really are unpredictable …"
"Whatever. Let's see if your special Chaos essence blood is of any use to the Old Man." Master Feng gently touched the Chaos Blood Essence with his finger. The Chaos Blood Essence immediately merged with his fingertip and disappeared.
Afterwards, the Wind Venerable sat down and closed his eyes as if he entered a state of meditation.
Jian Chen stared fixedly at the Wind Venerable as he waited patiently. His heart was filled with eagerness.
He knew that even if the Wind Venerable did not die as the sword spirits had described, a thirty percent chance of success was still far too low.
As a result, he hoped that the Chaos essence blood would the Wind Venerable was the Wind Venerable.
"I hope the sword spirits aren't wrong this time," Jian Chen thought. After learning about the Artifact Spirit clan, he understood that the sword spirits were not omnipotent. As a result, he could only truly relax after the Wind Venerable personally confirmed whether his Chaos essence blood could help senior Feng.
Jianchen did not wait for long. Around five minutes later, the Wind Venerable finally opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were extremely bright as they shone brightly. There was undisguised excitement and joy in them.
"Senior Feng, what's the result?" Jianchen immediately asked.
The Wind Venerable laughed aloud, "Jianchen, you really are the benefactor of the Old Man. I never thought that your Chaos essence blood would actually help the Old Man fuse with the artifact."
Jian Chen's face lit up with joy when he heard that. He had completely stopped worrying.
"What truly helped the Old Man was the presence of the Chaotic Force. Even though the presence was weak, it was just too great. It could suppress the artifact to a certain extent." The Wind Venerable frowned again when he reached there, "It's just that a droplet of Chaos essence blood is nowhere near enough to the Old Man …"
"Don't worry, senior Feng. It's fine as long as it's useful to you. You don't need to worry about the Chaos Blood at all. I can provide you with as much as you need. " Jianchen said very generously. Although the essence blood of any cultivator was extremely limited, it could be slowly recovered.
The only flaw was that it would cause the cultivator to become heavily injured. At the same time, it would take quite some time to recover.
The Wind Venerable stared at Jianchen sternly, "Jianchen, do you know just how much damage this will cause you?"
"To other experts, the loss of too much Blood Essence does indeed affect them greatly. Moreover, their recovery is also extremely slow. However, senior Feng, don't forget that I cultivate the Chaotic Body. The greatest advantage of the Chaotic Body is its astonishing recovery in all aspects. Losing some essence blood is nothing to me, "Jianchen said without any concern.
"Alright, alright. Since that's the case, I'll have to trouble you for the next few days." Senior Feng was not pretentious and gladly accepted.
Jianchen smiled in a free and easy manner. He suppressed the feeling of weakness that came from his body and once again took out twenty drops of Chaos essence blood and gave them to Wind Master.
His face immediately paled from the loss of twenty droplets of essence blood. A sliver of haggard appeared on his face, as if he had been greatly injured.
However, Jianchen didn't care about this. He endured the weakness of his body and said, "Senior Feng, I can only give you some chaos essence blood every once in a while. I also need time to recover."
Senior Feng stared at Jianchen deeply. His expression was extremely mixed. However, he said nothing. He took out a large pile of recovery pills and heavenly resources from his Space Ring and passed them to Jianchen. With a wave of his hand, he left with the twenty droplets of essence blood that belonged to Jianchen.
This was the first time senior Feng had left with a clear mind ever since they had arrived on this nameless planet.
Shen Jian and Seiyu both looked at Jianchen after senior Feng's departure. They were puzzled and curious.
Not only were they unable to hear anything when Jianchen spoke with senior Feng, but even space was affected. The scene inside was blurry, so they were unable to hear or see what was happening inside.
"Jianchen, what's wrong with senior Feng?" Shen Jian asked. This was the first time he had seen senior Feng act so strangely ever since he had come into contact with him.
"Brother, why are you so heavily injured?" Seiyu stared at Jianchen's pale face and asked curiously.
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