Chaotic Sword God

Jian Chen sat like a statue within the artifact space. He held onto his last two Class 9 Monster Cores as the sword spirits hovered above him, assisting him refine the energy of the monster cores and allowing him to reach the fourth layer in the shortest amount of time possible.

The two Class 9 Monster Cores in Jian Chen’s hands shone with a hazy glow. The vast and powerful energy within them was rapidly absorbed by Jian Chen, before being refined into Chaotic Force and fusing into his chaotic neidan.

His chaotic neidan had already reached the size of an adult’s fist in his dantian. This was the limits of the third layer.

The two Class 9 Monster Cores shrunk at a visible rate. With the assistance of the sword spirits, the energy within them flowed away at an astonishing rate. After a few days of cultivation, Jian Chen had used up all the energy crystals he had obtained from Xuanhuang beasts as well as his Class 7 and 8 Monster Cores. The two Class 9 Monster Cores were the only ones left.

When he absorbed a third of the energy in the monster cores, Jian Chen’s chaotic neidan finally ruptured with a rumble. At that moment, strands of Chaotic Force surged out like a flood, violently leaking from his shattered chaotic neidan. Like wild horses, they rampaged through Jian Chen’s body.

Jian Chen shuddered. At that moment, he began to expand at a visible rate, expanding to become over half of his regular size. He seemed like a blown up balloon.

This was not the first time Jian Chen had experienced something like this. He immediately dismissed his thoughts and focused his attention, using the cultivation method recorded in the Azulet Swords Law to control and circulate the Chaotic Force the best he could.

Under Jian Chen’s experienced circulation, the Chaotic Force slowly came under his control. It began to be compressed and purified, condensing ten strands into five and five into a single strand.

Gradually, the Chaotic Force in Jian Chen’s dantian became stronger and stronger and more and more pure. As his Chaotic Force evolved, his body began to struggle to endure the energy. The fourth layer Chaotic Force had wreaked havoc within him. His organs, flesh, and blood had all experienced the violent rampaging of the fourth layer Chaotic Force.

Jian Chen’s body quickly began to leak with blood. In just a short moment, he became covered in blood with his clothes dyed red as well. Every single drop of blood possessed extremely powerful pulses of energy. Without any doubt, a single drop of his blood was enough to kill a Saint Ruler.

Jian Chen’s body underwent the process of continuously being destroyed by the Chaotic Force before recovering. Every time his body was ruined, strands of fourth layer Chaotic Force would fuse into his flesh as it recovered, making it even more powerful.

His body would strengthen over time as he resisted the rampaging of the fourth layer Chaotic Force.

Chaotic Force and the Chaotic Body increased together. Every time the Chaotic Force reached a new layer, his Chaotic Body would need to follow up as well. His body would always be on the same level of strength as the energy he used, or he would not be able to store the Chaotic Force that had suddenly grown stronger.

Right now, Jian Chen’s Chaotic Body was progressing to the fourth layer as it withstood the violent frenzy of the Chaotic Force.

The process last for an entire day before coming to an end. Jian Chen’s Chaotic Force and Body had reached the fourth layer. Both his Chaotic Body and Chaotic Force had strengthened rapidly, but the price was that his fist-sized chaotic neidan had been compressed into the size of a soybean again. There was not a lot of Chaotic Force in it anymore.

The blood on Jian Chen did not coagulate. All of it re-entered his body through his pores, only leaving behind a bloodied set of clothes.

Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes. He silently felt his new Chaotic Body and Chaotic Force as joy filled his face. He mumbled, “The Eighth Heavenly Layer of Saint King. The fourth layer of the Chaotic Body gives me the strength of an Eighth Heavenly Layer Saint King, and it’s at the peak of the Eighth Heavenly Layer, infinitesimally close to the Ninth.”

“The third layer gives me the battle prowess of a Saint King at the Third Heavenly Layer. With the Emperor Armament, that becomes the Seventh Heavenly Layer. I wonder what strength I can display if I use the Emperor Armament now,” Jian Chen mumbled. Not only did his battle prowess increase after reaching the new layer, his defensive capabilities became extremely great as well. The fourth layer of the Chaotic Body could receive attacks from Eight Heavenly Layer Saint Kings and emerge unscathed as long as they did not use a Saint Tier Battle Skill.

This was because the power of the Chaotic Body and Chaotic Force were equivalent. Since the Chaotic Body could store such powerful Chaotic Force, just his body would not be something an Eighth Heavenly Layer Saint Kings could injure. They would not even be able to scratch him. Only at the Ninth Heavenly Layer could someone break through his defenses and cause him an injury.

However, this injury would only be miniscule!

“The current toughness of my body is probably far beyond the bodies of Class 9 Magical Beasts,” Jian Chen thought. At the same time, a thought suddenly crossed his mind. If he reached the fifth layer, then even regular Saint Emperors would not be able to scratch him.

“I’ve already wasted quite a few days by breaking through to the fourth layer. The upcoming period of time will be extremely valuable. I need to gather a few heavenly resources in the shortest time possible. I can’t stick around here any longer,” Jian Chen thought. He quickly suppressed his joy, changed into a clean set of clothes, and went to visit the white tiger and Tie Ta.

The white tiger was still in a slumber right now. It had not completely digested the the Immortal Tier heavenly resources it had ingested a few days ago, but Jian Chen could clearly sense that the white tiger’s strength was rapidly increasing. It was already quite close to the Ninth Heavenly Layer of Saint Ruler.

“Once I leave the Xuanhuang Microcosm, the white tiger will probably become a Class 8 Magical Beast as well,” Jian Chen murmured softly. The white tiger was a Winged Tiger Beast and possessed a well-endowed advantage. It could devour heavenly resources without any worry to rapidly increase its own strength. If it were any other beast of antiquity or human Saint Ruler, they would have imploded long ago, and even if they could avoid that fate, it would lead to incurable after effects.

Jian Chen then visited Tie Ta. He was still absorbing the energy crystals he had obtained from the Xuanhuang beasts, now roughly a Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint King.

Even Nubis was cultivating. However, he did not increase his own strength, and instead, he was wolfing down the spring water and essence from the Springs of Life. He was refining his own soul.

The several dozen elites of the Flame Mercenaries did not sit around doing nothing either. They worked with the Class 7 Magical Beasts, who lived in the saint artifact, to craft crude wooden boxes for Jian Chen with the wood he had supplied them with.

Jian Chen left the artifact space and returned to the Xuanhuang Microcosm. He advanced through the boundless world by himself, searching for a Class 9 Xuanhuang beast to test his strength.