Chaotic Sword God

A young man stood directly above their heads. He was dressed in white robes; his valiant expression was filled with a sense of determination forged by storms of blood. His black hair draped behind him very casually. Every single strand seemed to possess startling power, enough to split mountains and sever rivers with ease.

In particular, his eyes were impassive and deep as if they contained another world inside, yet also as if they contained endless sword intent. They gave off an invisible sense of pressure, such that it was impossible to meet his gaze.

He was Jian Chen!

He hovered in the hall silently like a ghost. All of the Primordial realm experts gathered in the hall, including the Darkstar Emperor, actually failed to notice when he had appeared.

If he had not spoken out, probably no one would have detected his presence even now.

“I-i-it’s you…”

The ten hall masters immediately recognised Jian Chen. All of their faces changed. When they saw Jian Chen, they seemed to see the darkest day of the Darkstar World that had occurred many years ago again, as well as the horrific sight where the Darkstar Emperor’s body had been smashed to pieces, reduced to only a soul.

Jian Chen had already cast a permanent shadow on the hearts of the Primordial realm experts of the Darkstar race with his invincible strength that could not be stopped.

That was why their eyes all became filled with visible fear when they saw him.

The third hall master who had only been promoted recently even became frightened out of his wits momentarily with Jian Chen’s appearance. As his expression changed drastically, he took several steps back instinctively.

That demonstrated just how much they feared Jian Chen.

Only the tenth hall master Feng Xue calmed down very quickly after being mildly surprised. Unlike everyone else, there was no fear or reverence in her eyes, only utter hatred.

The Darkstar Emperor also raised his head and gazed at Jian Chen. His expression immediately became solemn, but there were also slight hints of joy and anticipation.

“It’s been so many years already. I thought you could no longer set foot in the Darkstar World anymore. Sure enough, you really are someone I’ve chosen. It is worth gambling the hope of the entire Darkstar race on you,” the Darkstar Emperor said solemnly. Soon afterwards, he waved his hand and said to the ten hall masters below, “You can go for now!”

The ten hall masters gathered below all clasped their fists and bowed towards the Darkstar Emperor. Their various gazes momentarily paused on Jian Chen’s figure before backing out of the Darkstar Divine Hall silently.

Outside the Darkstar Divine Hall, the tenth hall master Feng Xue stood on the edge of the divine hall, gazing down at the bustling capital city. She was in low spirits.

“You still haven’t completely let go of the matter regarding Kun Tian. Do you still possess hatred?” An old voice rang out in Feng Xue’s ears. The second hall master Arna stood beside Feng Xue and communicated with her secretly.

Feng Xue said nothing, but sorrow filled her eyes.

“Please hear me out. Give up on your obsession and stop thinking about revenge. Even if you can actually defeat him, are you really going to destroy the chance for our entire race to be freed from here just because of your hatred?” Arna’s eyes shone with mixed feelings. He sighed gently and continued, “Since that outsider can still enter our Darkstar World, it means he still hasn’t turned a thousand years old yet.”

“Feng Xue, think about this. He hasn’t even turned at thousand, yet he already possesses the terrifying strength that surpasses the emperor. Have you ever heard of such impossible talent?”

“Our Darkstar race may be trapped here, but we still possess some understanding about the outside world through our contact with outsiders over the years. Even throughout the Saints’ World, a Chaotic Prime below the age of a thousand is extremely startling.”

Feng Xue’s eyes narrowed slightly. She remained silent.

A hint of fear appeared in Arna’s eyes. When he mentioned Jian Chen’s talent, even his heart began to beat out of fear. “The emperor’s decision is for the best. With how great the outsider’s talent is, coupled with his current strength, he’s near the top even in the Saints’ World. With his talent, it’s extremely likely for him to become a sovereign of the world. He is the hope for our race to break free from here.”

“Hmph, become a sovereign of the world? Aren’t you overestimating him a little too much? According to my understanding, becoming a sovereign of the world requires far more than just talent. It’s more about personal luck and opportunities.” Feng Xue snorted in contempt.

Arna sighed gently and said, “Yeah, such a great realm cannot be achieved through talent alone. It requires the assistance of great luck and great opportunities. But apart from him, can we still find someone who’s more outstanding?”

Feng Xue fell silent. Becoming an Infinite Prime in the Darkstar World was more about accumulation over time apart from personal talent. As a result, every single Primordial realm expert here had cultivated for an extremely lengthy time. They might have just been Infinite Primes, but some of them were even older than Grand Prime ancestors of the Saints’ World.

Having lived for so many years, they had obviously seen plenty of things that the world had to offer. They had witnessed the so-called prodigies from the outside world, even successors of Grand Exalts.

However, without a single exception, none of them could compare to Jian Chen. Some of the successors of Grand Exalt did not even come close to a tenth of him.

“At the very least, he is the only hope that we can see right now…” Arna let out a long sigh.

Their conversation had been held through the senses of their souls. Clearly, they were very careful. As a result, only the two of them knew about the contents they discussed. No one else knew.

Only Jian Chen and the Darkstar Emperor were left in the Darkstar Divine Hall, staring at one another.

Jian Chen’s gaze remained the same, while the Darkstar Emperor’s gaze gradually sharpened, pointing straight at Jian Chen like a pair of invisible swords.

“Your strength seems to have improved yet again,” the Darkstar Emperor said slowly after a moment of silence.

“It has indeed increased slightly compared to back then,” Jian Chen said indifferently before taking out a Space Ring and tossing it to the Darkstar Emperor. He said, “There are almost ten thousand Godking pills in there, all refined from high grade Godking grass.”

“Ten thousand? Too little.” The Darkstar Emperor caught the Space Ring between his fingers and shook his head gently.

Jian Chen furrowed his brows slightly in response. “Around how much more do you need before you have enough strength to open the altar?”

“You’ve seen how much strength was required to open the altar back then. It requires the strength of the thirty-six cities and the ten divine halls, except you destroyed over twenty of the cities back then, where all our clansmen in those cities lost their lives. You even slew multiple hall masters and vice hall masters, so our race suffered an extremely severe drop in strength.”