Plop!
Suddenly, the middle-aged man dropped to his knees and constantly kowtowed to Zi Ying as he begged, "Spare me, exalted one. Please spare me. I was blind to have offended you, exalted one. Please spare my life." At this moment, the middle-aged man understood that the purple-robed youth in front of him was once an incomparably powerful existence. This kind of power had completely exceeded his imagination. In front of him, he was not even qualified to carry his shoes. He was absolutely not someone he could offend.
Ziying slowly withdrew her presence and coldly stared at the middle-aged man. She said, "Stand up. I'll forgive you for offending me this time, but don't do it again."
"Thank you, exalted one. Thank you, exalted one!" The middle-aged man slowly stood up as if he had been pardoned. However, he could not help but think about the unfamiliar scene that had suddenly appeared in his head. He knew that it was all real, and he knew even more clearly that the two swords that seemed to split apart the world belonged to the pair before him. As a result, the middle-aged man's fear and dread for the sword spirits had reached an extreme. Even though this was his own world, even though he was as powerful as a god in this world, the middle-aged man did not dare to think about resisting at all before the sword spirits.
Even though he knew that the sword spirits had become much weaker and were not his opponent, he still did not dare to think about resisting at all. All that remained in his heart was extreme fear and dread.
Ziying stared at the trembling middle-aged man for a while before losing interest. She looked at Qing Suo with a gentle gaze and said, "Qing Suo, let's go back. Master, I'll leave the matters here to you."
"Alright!" Qing Suo nodded slightly before shooting into Jianchen's head with Ziying as a streak of light. They had indeed been rather surprised when they discovered the Artifact Spirit earlier, but that was all. With their former status and strength, they did not take the Artifact Spirit of the saint artifact seriously at all.
The middle-aged man finally relaxed when he heard Ziying's voice. However, before he could celebrate, Ziying called him master again. He trembled violently, and his gaze toward Jianchen became filled with deep fear.
"This person must be extraordinary to be able to become the master of the two supreme swords. I can't offend him. Even if he's weak, I can't underestimate him!" The middle-aged man warned himself inside. He had been frightened out of his wits by the scene that had appeared in his head. He placed anyone related to the sword spirits on his list of people he could not offend.
The middle-aged man glanced at Jianchen with some fear before carefully making his way up. He bowed deeply to Jianchen and said extremely politely, "Greetings to the venerable one."
Jianchen studied the Artifact Spirit in surprise. He found the way the Artifact Spirit had addressed him funny, but Jianchen did not try to correct it. He asked, "How should I address you?"
"Venerable one, I still don't have a name, but they all call me master Artifact Spirit," said the middle-aged man.
"They!" A gleam of light flashed through Jianchen's eyes, "Who are you referring to by 'they'?"
"Venerable one, they're the presidents of the Radiant Saint Master Union," said the middle-aged man.
Jianchen sank into his thoughts and did not dwell on the topic. He looked at the middle-aged man in interest and said, "I've come this time to obtain origin energy so that I can become a Class 7 Radiant Saint Master. Since you're the Artifact Spirit, you must be able to control origin energy as well."
The middle-aged man became slightly troubled when he heard that. He said, "Venerable one, you may not know this, but all the origin energy in the artifact space has been sealed by a powerful barrier. I may be the Artifact Spirit, so I can control everything in this space, but I can't control the barrier that seals the origin energy. This is because the barrier has existed for who knows how long before I gained sentience. It's extremely tough as well. Even if I use all the energy in the artifact space, I can't break through it."
Jianchen frowned slightly when he heard that.
Perhaps because he could tell that Jianchen was unhappy, the middle-aged man added in a hurry, "Venerable one, although the barrier is so small that it can't be broken, it opens once every fifty years. There's still a year before it opens again. Once it opens again, venerable one will be able to absorb the origin energy."
Jianchen sighed inside when he heard that. It seemed like he needed to follow the rules of the union step by step if he wanted to become a Class 7 Radiant Saint Master.
Jianchen bid farewell to the middle-aged man and left on a white cloud. He flew off into the distance and continued to search for other participants so that he could obtain more achievements from them.
Fifty kilometers away from Jianchen, five white-robed Radiant Saint Masters flew toward Jianchen on a cloud.
Two of them were middle-aged men and three were old men. They all came from a few large clans in a king level city within the Holy Emperor's empire. ,
"If the five of us work together this time, we'll probably be able to put up a fight even if we come across someone on the Ten Great Experts Rankings. Even if we can't beat them, running away won't be a problem. As soon as we come across a single person or a group with fewer people, we'll immediately take action and steal their achievements. We'll do our best to get one of us into the top ten." The one who spoke was an old man. He was very confident in his group's strength because all five of them had reached the third tier of the Radiant Theurgy. Once they worked together, they would have nothing to fear even if they came across an expert of the fourth tier.
"I hope so. But this artifact space is just too big. The five of us have already traveled over twenty kilometers, but we haven't come across a single person," a middle-aged man complained with some dissatisfaction.
"Hmm? Everyone, look! Isn't there a person up ahead?" Suddenly, another middle-aged man revealed a look of surprise and cried out as he pointed up ahead.
Hearing this, everyone looked up and saw that in front of them, there was a ball of white light rapidly approaching them.
With that, the five Radiant Saint Force cultivators immediately rejoiced. One of the old men said in a hurry, "There's only one person, so we can't let this fish go. Everyone, go and surround him first to prevent him from escaping."
Without any hesitation, the five of them immediately accelerated toward the Radiant Saint Master who was flying towards them.
The person on the other side had clearly discovered them as well, but he did not change his speed at all. He continued to fly over steadily along his original path.
Very soon, the group of five surrounded the Radiant Saint Master who had come alone. At the same time, a layer of Radiant Armor condensed from Radiant Saint Force enveloped them tightly, leaving only their eyes exposed.
Jianchen stared at the five people around him calmly. He sneered and said, "What's the meaning of this?"
"The meaning of this? Haha, what do you think the meaning of this is? Kid, I can't be bothered to waste my breath on you. I'd advise you to give up and leave obediently so that you don't have to suffer," an old man laughed aloud as he stared at Jianchen coldly.
"Exalted one, do you want me to viciously punish these people for offending you?" The Artifact Spirit's voice rang out in Jianchen's head. It was rather angry.
The five Class 6 Radiant Saint Masters who surrounded Jianchen had never thought that not only had they offended someone they could not afford to offend, but they had even angered the Artifact Spirit.
Jianchen gently shook his head. He seemed to murmur to himself, "There's no need. I don't need you to interfere with my matters. You just need to do what you need to do. If they face life-threatening danger later, just take them away."
"Yes, exalted one!" The Artifact Spirit replied politely. It obeyed Jianchen completely, as if Jianchen was its master.
"Kid, what are you mumbling about? Have you thought it through? If you don't make up your mind in three seconds, don't blame us for not going easy on you," a middle-aged man said impatiently. If it were not for the fact that they wanted to conserve as much energy as possible, the five of them would have taken action long ago.
Jianchen stared at the people around him and sneered, "You want me, Yang Yutian, to give up? You're dreaming." Jianchen reached out with his hands and condensed five Radiant Swords in an extremely short amount of time. They pulsed with powerful energy.
"What? You're Yang Yutian?" The five people's expressions changed drastically. They stared at Jianchen in disbelief as well as endless shock.
Yang Yutian's name was like thunder to them. In the entire City of God, all the Class 6 Radiant Saint Masters were familiar with the name Yang Yutian because he was a miraculous figure. Not only had he become a Class 6 Radiant Saint Master at twenty-four years of age, but his control over the Radiant Artes had also reached an extremely high level. He had once slain over thirty Heaven Saint Masters on the Fragrance River outside the City of God, leaving all the Class 6 Radiant Saint Masters speechless.
Jianchen did not give them the chance to beg for mercy. A sharp light flashed through his eyes and with a thought, the five Radiant Swords immediately shot toward the five of them as streaks of white light.
The five of them were quite frightened by Jianchen's name. They became slightly stunned and were struck in the chest heavily by the Radiant Swords.
Spurt!
The five of them all vomited blood as they were blown away by the huge force. Their faces had become pale while the Radiant Armor on them became covered with web-like cracks. In the end, with a bang, the Radiant Armor on them shattered from Jianchen's attack.
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