Chaotic Sword God Chapter 1168: Returning to the Protector Clan (Three)

Chapter 1168: Returning to the Protector Clan (Three)
The shattered space collapsed piece by piece while the affected area expanded. From afar, it looked like a huge black hole, preventing Rui Jin, Hong Lian, and Hei Yu from getting anywhere close. They avoided it from afar.
The path lord of carnal desires vanished behind the collapsed space while their visibility of his was obstructed.
A while later, the space began to recover slowly and finally closed up completely, but the path lord was nowhere to be seen.
“We actually let him escape,” Hong Lian said, exasperated.
“Saint Emperors know quite a few abilities. Facing Saint Emperors with our strength is obviously not a question, but killing them will possess a certain difficulty. Though, the human Saint Emperor has suffered a strike from me. My sword impaled his chest, and he won’t be able to make a full recovery from that injury in a short amount of time. We failed to kill him, but we made him pay a price,” Rui Jin said. His voice was also filled with some regret.
“We better go find Jian Chen now. He’s left with the people of the protector clans. He might be a part of them, but any connections of family or friends will become insignificant. I’m worried he’ll come in danger. He’s our only hope to return to our clansmen, so we can’t let any accidents happen to him. Also, Hei Yu’s situation is getting worse. He needs to be healed with the origin energy of Radiant Saint Force,” Hong Lian sternly explained the situation.
Rui Jin nodded. He immediately left with Hong Lian and Hei Yu, constantly casting secret techniques to search for Jian Chen’s whereabouts.
With their departures, the remaining, scattered group of Saint Kings in the air sighed before leaving as well. Many of them were filled with envy, regret, and an unwillingness to give up.
Many of them had anticipated a day the they would become a Saint Emperor for a very long time. A position they where they would stand at the apex and surpass the protector clans. Now that they had just narrowly missed the Saints’ Fruit, they found it difficult to accept the arousal of hope and then utter despair.
This was because there were not one Saint King who was not interested in the realm of Saint Emperors. Once a Saint King reached Saint Emperor, not only would it gift them with supreme power, their lives would be extended by several thousand years.
The region outside the Death Nest became much quieter. Most of the Saint Kings had already left, and only a small number remained. They were unwilling to leave.
When Jian Chen and the great elders emerged from the Space Gate, they were no longer in the original space. They had entered an independent space that had been split open. It was teeming with the energy of the world and the scenery was charming. It was a beautiful miniature world.
Jian Chen glanced around as a gleam of light flashed through his eyes. He had been here before, so he recognized the place with a single glance. It was the space inhabited by the protector Changyang clan. Changyang Qing Yun had brought them back to the protector clan.
The space was independent of the outside world, and the World Gate would be tightly closed under ordinary circumstances, isolating it completely. People could only leave through a special method. Now that he was here, Jian Chen did not feel safe at all. Instead, he felt a great sense of danger, far greater than when he had been encircled by the Saint Emperor vengeful spirits.
Jian Chen’s heart sank, but he showed none of that on his face. He glanced at the authoritative great elders around him secretly and discovered that they were all feeling joy and excitement from the bottom of their hearts. Jian Chen could even see burning desire and impatience in Changyang Qing Yun’s eyes.
At this moment, Changyang Qing Yun looked toward Jian Chen. Just when he wanted to speak, Jian Chen cut him off, “Great elders, I’m very heavily injured, so I need to find a place to heal immediately. Otherwise, it might leave behind injuries.” Jian Chen was currently bathed in blood with nothing else to be seen. Vicious gashes littered his body all over. The gashes were bone-deep and ghastly. Without his Chaotic Body’s toughness, someone else in a similar condition as him would probably have collapsed long ago.
“Xiangtian, your wounds are just far too heavy. Come with us to the ancestral hall to heal first. There are medicines there that can help you recover quickly,” Changyang Zu Yunxiao said in concern.
“I thank you for your concern, but I have medicine on me. I can deal with my wounds myself.” With that, Jian Chen’s face changed and blood spurted from his mouth. He weakly said, “My condition is rapidly worsening. I can’t delay it any longer. I need to find a place immediately so I can go into seclusion and recover.” With that, Jian Chen flew to a nearby mountain peak in a teetering fashion. He used the Emperor Armament to carve out a cave and disappeared into it.
Changyang Qing Yun stared deeply at Jian Chen’s back as he moved away. A gleam of light flickered through his eyes, and he became uneasy. However, he recovered very quickly and laughed aloud, “I never thought that the Saints’ Fruit would be obtained by our clan. This holds far too much importance for the clan. A Saint Emperor will appear in our Changyang clan soon.”
“Yeah, once Xiangtian consumes the Saints’ Fruit, he’ll definitely reach Saint Emperor successfully with his talent,” Changyang Zu Yunxiao faintly smiled. An indescribable pride was plastered on his face and he glanced at Changyang Qing Yun, perhaps out of pure coincidence.
With that, Changyang Qing Yun’s face hardened, but it only lasted for a slight moment. He recovered in the blink of an eye and smiled faintly as well, “You’re right. Xiangtian’s talent is unprecedented. He’s achieved such great things in less than a hundred years. I believe Xiangtian will break through to Saint Emperor very quickly and become a supreme expert that can shake the world. Alright, let’s end the conversation here. We’ve all expended a lot of energy on our trip to the Death Nest, so we better go recover quick. We need to maintain our peak conditions to repel any sneak attacks from other experts. After all, the Saints’ Fruit holds far too much temptation. We need to be on guard at all times.”
The great elders all left together and headed to the central divine hall.
Jian Chen stood within the cave with a rather dark expression. Through his presence, he had caught every single detail of the great elders’ conversation and their changes in expression. He knew exactly how they had reacted.
“This place is indeed not safe. Changyang Qing Yun’s greed for the Saints’ Fruit is far too strong. The other great elders may not have shown it before, but who knows what they’re thinking,” Jian Chen thought. He had suddenly found that all the people of the Changyang clan were no longer reliable at that moment, including Changyang Zu Xiao and Changyang Zu Yunxiao.
This was because the Saints’ Fruit was just far too enticing. As the only shortcut to Saint Emperor, any connections, like kinship or friendship, were as fragile as rice paper.
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