Chaotic Sword God

When Jian Chen returned to the Soaring Clouds Peak, the entire place was quiet. With his sharp senses, he discovered that both Zhuo Feng and Han Xin were not on the Soaring Clouds Peak.

He glanced into the distance and discovered that many Radiant Saint Masters of various cultivation levels were flying directly towards the Sky Gazing Peak from the other peaks.

Jian Chen immediately stopped a Radiant Saint Master with a one-colored soulcore and asked what was happening.

The Radiant Saint Master Jian Chen stopped was a young woman. She immediately looked at Jian Chen with an extremely strange gaze after hearing Jian Chen’s question, “Oh? You don’t know? The lord of the Soaring Clouds Peak and the lord of the Snowfall Peak are fighting on the Sky Gazing Peak. I heard they’re fighting for a position as one of the nine retainers or something.”

A gleam of light flashed through Jian Chen’s eyes. He clasped his fist at the young lady and no longer remained there for any longer. A pair of Radiant Wings appeared on his back as he hurried off to the Sky Gazing Peak as quickly as he could.

Jian Chen unleashed his full speed along the way. He constantly overtook Radiant Saint Masters with three-colored soulcores, causing many of them to look over.

“Who is he? He only seems to have a one-colored soulcore, but how is he able to move so astonishingly fast…”

“He can actually use the Radiant Wings to such a level. Does he really have a one-colored soulcore…”

“The person who just passed us seems to be Chang Yang of the Soaring Clouds Peak…”

“What? He’s Chang Yang? That person who’s rumoured to have perfected the usage of Radiant Saint Force?”

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Cries rang out from the surroundings constantly, but Jian Chen ignored them all. He only travelled as quickly as he could, flying over mountain after mountain before finally arriving on the Sky Gazing Peak.

The huge square on the Sky Gazing Peak had already become crowded. Many Radiant Saint Masters of varying strength gathered there while a huge ring hovered in the air in the centre of the square. Jian Chen saw Han Xin and a skinny, middle-aged man battling in the ring with a single glance.

The floating ring was a supreme quality saint artifact. Its surroundings were protected by a powerful barrier, enough to easily endure a battle between late Godkings.

At this moment, Han Xin and the lord of the Snowfall Peak’s battle had already reached a great intensity. The Laws of the Hallowed filled their surroundings, clashing time and time again. It erupted with powerful ripples of energy.

All of the energy ripples were stopped by the energy barrier around the ring such that their battle was unable to harm the surrounding Radiant Saint Masters.

They fought extremely quickly. Weaker Radiant Saint Masters only saw a flurry, unable to see the two of them strike out at all.

Jian Chen frowned when he saw the fight. With his level of cultivation, he could naturally see the entire battle. He could tell with a single glance that Han Xin was quite a lot weaker compared to the lord of the Snowfall Peak. He had clearly lost the upper hand. His defeat was only a matter of time now.

“The lord of the Snowfall Peak should be at the peak of early Radiant Godking,” Jian Chen thought. The lord of the Snowfall Peak was only a step away from a cultivation realm equivalent to mid Godking, while Han Xin had only reached Godking recently.

As he had expected, Han Xin was struck in the chest by the Laws of the Hallowed the lord of the Snowfall Peak condensed. Han Xin was blown away, striking the barrier around the ring heavily. He struggled to climb to his feet.

“Victory goes to the lord of the Snowfall Peak, Zhou Yuan!” The lord of the Sky Gazing Peak’s voice rang out, announcing the results of the battle.

Afterwards, the barrier opened up, and the white-clothed, skinny lord of the Snowfall Peak left the ring with a flushed face under the enthusiastic cheers of all the disciples there.

Han Xin, on the other hand, laid in the ring, bloodied. He was very injured.

“Sir!”

“Sir!”

Zhuo Feng and Bai Yu, who had been waiting below the ring, immediately flew up and looked at the injured Han Xin. Sorrow filled their faces.

Jian Chen also arrived in the ring as quickly as he could. He remained silent as he directly used his Radiant Artes to heal Han Xin.

Both Bai Yu and Zhuo Feng were slightly surprised by Jian Chen’s sudden appearance. Even Han Xin’s gloomy gaze lit up slightly.

But at this moment, they were clearly in no mood to catch up.

“Han Xin, why don’t you take a good look at yourself first before you try to contend for the spot with me? Hmph, you think too highly of yourself,” at this moment, the lord of the Snowfall Peak suddenly looked back and scoffed.

“Han Xin, you should feel fortunate that we’re in the Radiant Saint Hall. Although I can’t kill you even when we’re outside, I’ll definitely leave you half-dead,” the lord of the Snowfall peak said arrogantly. He did not seem to take Han Xin seriously at all.

Afterwards, he looked at Jian Chen, and his gaze became especially cold. Although this was the first time he had seen Jian Chen, how was it possible for him to not know the person behind his second disciple’s injuries?

However, Jian Chen only had a one-colored soulcore. He was no different from an ant in his eyes, so with his status, he would never lower himself to talk to Jian Chen.

Just when the lord of the Snowfall Peak was about to look away, Jian Chen just happened to gaze over. They made eye contact.

However, the eye contact made the peak lord’s heart suddenly lurch as he felt an ill omen.

But afterwards, the peak lord laughed at himself. He thought, “What’s up with me? Have I been frightened by a low level disciple with only a one-colored soulcore?”

The peak lord did not pay too much attention to it. He left under the gazes of admiration from the many disciples.

Han Xin had already been escorted back to the Soaring Clouds Peak by Jian Chen, Bai Yu, and Zhuo Feng. At this moment, Han Xin sat in his small wooden hut at the top of the Soaring Clouds Peak as he healed with Radiant Saint Force.

“Junior sister, what is wrong? Why was teacher fighting with the lord of the Snowfallen Peak?” Jian Chen asked Bai Yu softly from outside the wooden hut.

Bai Yu looked at the wooden hut and said with a heavy heart, “It’s all because of the position as one of the nine retainers for a Chosen Saint candidate. Among the five candidates, Donglin Yanxue was still missing a retainer, so teacher and the lord of the Snowfall Peak’s fight was to decide who would take up the role as the final retainer for Donglin Yanxue.”

Jian Chen frowned when he heard that. He suddenly felt an ill omen, “Strange. Isn’t the Chosen Saint the only who can choose retainers?”

“I heard that due to some things that happened in the last two competitions, all five candidates this time seem to have the right to choose nine retainers. It has something to do with the first trial,” said Bai Yu.

“In other words, Donglin Yanxue’s nine candidates have already been confirmed?” Jian Chen asked.

“That’s right. I heard from my master that aside from the lord of the Snowfall Peak, the other eight retainers for Donglin Yanxue all have mid seven-colored soulcores,” said Bai Yu. The master she spoke about was clearly the elder who had taken her away from the Soaring Clouds Peak.

Jian Chen’s face did not change at all from that, but his heart had already sunken. Raging fury built up within him.