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The Sacred Artifact, the Nine Dragon Fingers, all nine fingers as one.
However, one of these fingers was currently grasped by Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone, shaking unceasingly as it was unable to escape.
Nian Chen's eyes looked like they were about to implode as Shen Shicheng and the others were greatly shocked as well.
They wanted to make another move, but the foreign dimension they were currently in was already beginning to collapse.
The Northern Ocean Clone descended, leaping alongside Yan Zhaoge into the flickering radiance down below.
Nian Chen roared furiously, ignoring his injuries as he extended his claw once more, clawing towards Yan Zhaoge. The Northern Ocean Clone raised a palm to block it.
The two clashed in mid-air, Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone speeding down towards the radiance at the bottom of the valley while Nian Chen was jolted upwards.
"I already said that I am busy looking for people now." Yan Zhaoge said mildly, "Still, you can rest easy. This matter is not over yet. I'll leave your remaining eight fingers with your two hands for now. We can slowly play with them later."
Seeing Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Ocean Clone vanish, Nian Chen's furious roar of unwillingness reverberated amidst space.
Wanting to pursue them, the surrounding space was shattering unceasingly. Those of the Blood Dragon Sect could only first resist these changes and protect themselves.
When the commotion had calmed, the radiance before them had long since faded. Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Ocean Clone were nowhere to be seen.
Nian Chen's face was sunken to the point of being terrifying.
The surrounding Blood Dragon Sect martial practitioners were all filled with despondency as well.
"Master …" Shen Shicheng came to Nian Chen's side. Nian Chen looked at the bloody wound on his right hand and said word by word, "I can feel the location of that stolen dragon finger. He and that little bastard with the surname Shi can't run away!"
Shen Shicheng nodded, "I have contacted Chief Yan of Myriad Sword Pool, but I fear that someone from Water Crystal Palace will come as well."
Nian Chen said, "Water Crystal Palace would prefer for both sides to suffer heavy losses. That Yan Zhaoge has joined Changli Mountain. Do you think that their relationship will still be as close as before?"
"Tell them that my grandson is dead. I must definitely avenge this. Whoever obstructs me will be my mortal enemy!"
Nian Chen's gaze was both calm and frenzied, "Spreading the news that this Yan Zhaoge is in the Star Shifting Sea, he similarly has many enemies. Now that this old man is at the forefront, bearing the greatest pressure, there will be many who will beat him when he's down."
"The Sacred Evil Sect, the Evil Shifting Sect, the Spirit Rhino Island … even all the martial practitioners of the Evil Dao will watch as this kid joins Changli Mountain?"
"Let's see how many pounds of nails he's made of iron!"
Beside him, a longtime Elder of the Blood Dragon Sect said solemnly, "But there is also the possibility of a third party making use of us …"
Nian Chen said coldly, "Therefore, contact Myriad Sword Pool. There is no need for them to make a move to deal with this Yan Zhaoge, just having to watch over our backs. I only want revenge, the lives of those two brats!"
"If we kill that kid surnamed Yan, everything we obtain will belong to Myriad Sword Pool. Yan Gang may not even need to do anything at all. He can just stand by the side and earn a bountiful harvest."
The Blood Dragon Sect martial practitioners all hesitated somewhat. Nian Chen's gaze sweeping over them caused all of them to feel a chill as they could only nod silently.
Shen Shicheng raised his palm, Nian Wei's corpse appearing, "I have secured Wei 'er's corpse, not having it destroyed in the foreign dimension."
"Send someone to keep it well after returning to the clan. Don't bury it yet. I want that Shi Jun's head as a sacrifice to my grandson." Nian Chen's expression eased slightly as he nodded towards Shen Shicheng, "I will do my best. Ying 'er will be fine."
He swivelled his head to look at the great sea before him, his expression turning cold once more, "Let's chase!"
… …
Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Ocean Clone traversed the layers of radiance together.
After a while, the radiance before their eyes gradually faded as they were able to see the scenery clearly once more.
What appeared before Yan Zhaoge was shockingly a massive palace.
Yan Zhaoge swivelled his head to look at the Northern Ocean Clone. While the Northern Ocean Clone did not move, one of his fists was clenched tightly, his palm trembling slightly.
Within his palm, he was currently grasping the Dragon Finger Glove that he had wrested away, seemingly having a mind of its own as it struggled unceasingly.
The Northern Ocean Clone was powerful as he suppressed it, unable to break free of the Dragon Finger Glove. However, facing the Northern Ocean Clone, it was still unwilling to submit.
Yan Zhaoge sensed for a moment before curling his lips, "Being incomplete, I am instead unable to refine it."
Swivelling his head, he saw the dark reefs behind him. Through the radiance of the mountain valley in that foreign dimension, he had traversed space in a single step, arriving somewhere else.
The reefs were damp. Feeling the spiritual qi veins within, Yan Zhaoge determined that he was currently deep underground beneath the rocks of the seabed.
A massive cave had been opened up here, vaguely concealed by the power of a barrier.
Therefore, even if someone passed by the great sea above, they would be hard pressed to detect that there was another world beneath the reefs at the bottom of the sea.
"There is indeed a problem," Yan Zhaoge thought.
That foreign dimension earlier had been sturdy beyond Yan Zhaoge's expectations.
In the battle between the Northern Ocean Clone and the Nine Dragon Fingers, the two Martial Saints, that foreign dimension had lasted for quite some time before it had been destroyed.
With the foreign dimension connected to this place, this place would definitely not be simple.
Gazing at the Dragon Finger that the Northern Ocean Clone was grasping, Yan Zhaoge gradually came to a realisation, "The other eight finger glove have always been in contact with it. This way, the people of the Blood Dragon Sect should be able to find their way here."
Yan Zhaoge pondered, preparing to suppress it with the pillar of the Divine Palace.
Still, just having taken out the pillar of the Divine Palace, Yan Zhaoge felt it suddenly shake, nearly breaking free of his control.
Yan Zhaoge's heart jolted slightly.
The pillar of the Divine Palace had already been in his possession for some time now. Accompanied by Yan Zhaoge's constant diligent refinement of it, he had already gradually reached the point where he could wield it like it was his own arm.
He had never encountered such a situation where it seemed like it was about to lose control just now.
Yan Zhaoge's gaze fell on the palace before him. He saw that the exterior of the palace was rather crude and crude, its lines extremely rough as well.
While it looked like a palace, it was more like a massive stone house, extremely primitive to the extreme as it was filled with a barbaric air.
However, appraising it with Yan Zhaoge's gaze, this stone palace had a wondrous feeling of being completely natural, not having been created by human hands.
It was as if the palace had been formed completely naturally, rather than having been created by humans.
Yan Zhaoge knew that nature's uncanny workmanship would often produce some strange scenes. For example, mountain rocks that resembled humans whilst also beasts, or resembled certain objects, being bizarre yet remarkably lifelike.
While they looked similar to some man-made objects, they were indeed naturally formed.
It was just that while the palace before him was said to have been created by humans, it seemed too crude and crude. While it was said to have been created by nature, many man-made details were still present.
"How should I describe it?" Yan Zhaoge walked rather interestedly towards that palace, "It is as if the heavens and the earth have a consciousness of their own, imitating a palace constructed by humans."
It was very common for humans to imitate nature, but for nature to imitate the creation of humans, this was a little strange.
Yan Zhaoge looked at the jade sword within his hand. The sensing power within had weakened considerably.
This meant that the distance between Shi Jun and Yan Zhaoge was currently increasing.
Logically speaking, the sword in Shi Jun's hand should also be able to sense Yan Zhaoge's sword. Now that it was moving away unceasingly, it seemed abnormal. (To be continued.)
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