The first thousand four hundred and fifty-eight chapters of the ninth-order bright master (two
Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. Jian Chen, Adami, Terlink, Kalariwei, and Quan Youcai devoted themselves wholeheartedly to their cultivation and did not pay attention to external matters. Sinking into a state of selflessness, they all want to make a breakthrough in the shortest possible time so that they can do their part to defend Tianyuan Continent in the next battle with the Holy Abandoned World.
For half a year, the Sacred Artifact Space has been peaceful. Since all the magical beasts living here were settled by Jian Chen to the Beast God Continent, the Sacred Artifact Space has lost its former vitality. The beast roars that once appeared from time to time have long since disappeared. The entire sacred space was filled with dead silence, and the atmosphere was depressing.
Compared with the calmness in the Sacred Artifact Space, the outside world is very lively. In the six months since Jian Chen disappeared on Tianyuan Continent, Tianyuan Continent, Beast God Continent, Sea Region and Desert Continent have never stopped targeting Jian Chen. There has been a lot of discussion, and now almost all the holy soldiers among the four tribes have been sent to Jian Chen. The people of the four tribes are naturally very concerned about whether Jian Chen has resurrected the holy soldiers.
After all, in the eyes of many people, it is still unbelievable that a strong man who has been dead for many years, leaving only a holy weapon, comes back to life, because this is just a legend that has been passed down from ancient times. Moreover, there is no record in the ancient classics that anyone was resurrected from the state of a holy soldier during that period. Not even the only eighth-level Holy Master of Light in ancient times could do so. Therefore, many people have maintained their belief in such legends. With a skeptical attitude, there are even some individuals who simply do not believe that the eighth-level Holy Master of Light has the ability to resurrect the Holy Soldiers.
Therefore, many people among the four tribes are now quietly waiting for the news of Jian Chen. They are all looking forward to Jian Chen telling them the answer when he appears again. It would be fine if the holy weapon cannot be resurrected, but once it can be resurrected, what will happen that day? The power on the Yuan Continent will undoubtedly be doubled, and it will have a very big effect in resisting the Holy Abandoned World.
In the sacred space, after half a year of absorption, the volume of the white sphere the size of a human head suspended in front of Jian Chen has shrunk by nearly a quarter, and the source of the eighth-level light holy power in Jian Chen's soul The volume of the condensed Yuan Dan has also increased a lot, and the original power contained in it is several times greater than when he first advanced to the eighth level of Light Saint Master.
This is not only a "quantitative" increase, but also a "qualitative" improvement. After all, the source of the light holy power in the sphere is much purer.
Adami, Terlink, Quan Youcai, and Karaliwei sat cross-legged in the four corners. After half a year of practice, the four of them had absorbed more than half of the original power that permeated the entire temple. The speed at which the four of them can refine the source power is far less than that of Jian Chen. Even if the four of them put together, they cannot compare to Jian Chen who was still at the seventh level back then.
However, at this moment, Adami, the president of the Guild of Light Saint Masters, was filled with white light. An extremely rich white light spread out from his head and enveloped his body in an instant.
This was a sign that the seventh-level Holy Master of Light had broken through to the eighth level. At this moment, Adami finally got his wish and advanced to the eighth level. In his soul, all the source of the light holy power he had cultivated in his life and The original power absorbed in the sacred space is boiling violently, all condensing towards a point, and finally condensing into a small Yuan Dan.
Not long after the Yuan Dan condensed, Adami woke up from his practice. When he opened his eyes, his appearance also changed. Although he was still an old man over seventy years old, his face was red and full of energy. Even his face The wrinkles on my face have obviously disappeared, and the vitality in my body that was about to wither suddenly began to boil.
There was unconcealable excitement in Adami's expression. He had been waiting for this day for a long time, as he was an eighth-level Holy Master of Light. In fact, he had worked hard for more than two thousand years just to be able to advance to the eighth level. .
For Adami, advancing to the eighth level not only fulfills his biggest wish, but also represents an increase in his lifespan.
The seventh-level Holy Master of Light, like the Holy King, has a lifespan of only three thousand years, while the lifespan of an eighth-level Holy Master of Light is equivalent to that of the Holy King.
After all, Adami calmed down after a while. He glanced around and found Jian Chen in the center of the palace, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, absorbing the power of the source and cultivating. His eyes suddenly condensed.
"Jian Chen has already become an eighth-level Holy Master of Light, but now he is absorbing even more pure source power. Could it be that he wants to become a ninth-level Holy Master of Light in one go?" Adami thought to himself, and suddenly took a breath of cold air. Then his eyes became extremely bright again, looking at Jian Chen full of expectation.
"The ninth-level Holy Master of Light has never appeared in the history of Tianyuan Continent. Even I, the president of the Guild of Light Holy Masters, don't know whether the ninth-level Holy Master of Light exists. This sword Chen, do you want to create a myth that belongs to our Holy Master?" Adami suddenly found that his heart was beating violently and uncontrollably, and immediately did not leave here, and continued to sit cross-legged in the original position, his eyes shining, He stared at Jian Chen for a moment, wanting to witness the birth of a legend with his own eyes, the legend of a ninth-level light saint master.
In the blink of an eye, another half a year has passed. Quan Youcai and Karaliwei have successfully become seventh-level Holy Masters of Light. However, they also did not leave. Like Adami, they sat quietly in the same place and stared intently. Staring at Jian Chen, he wanted to see if Jian Chen could become a ninth-level light saint master.
Although Karaliwei is over a hundred years old, she looks like a mature woman in her twenties, noble and elegant, with stunning appearance. She stared at Jian Chen's handsome face full of resoluteness in a daze, her beautiful eyes revealed complex colors, mixed with There is also a bit of worship and reverence in it.
Soon, another half year passed, and the Great Elder of the Bright Saint Master Guild, Teer Link, was successfully promoted to the eighth level. He learned that when Jian Chen was attacking the ninth level, he also did not leave, but stayed.
Even the Holy Artifact Spirit came here and sat cross-legged quietly at the gate.
At this moment, Jian Chen has been practicing in the Sacred Artifact Space for a year and a half, and less than one-third of the ball that was originally the size of a human head is left.
When he had been practicing here for exactly two years, the closed eyes of the holy weapon spirit sitting cross-legged at the gate suddenly opened. At the same time, Adami, the president of the Guild of Light Saint Masters, and the great elder Te Erlinke's eyes were also focused.
The next moment, an extremely powerful coercion suddenly emanated from Jian Chen's body. This was the coercion from Yuan Shen, Adami, Terlink, Sacred Artifact Spirit, Kala Liwei and Quan Youcai. The expressions of several people suddenly changed. Without any hesitation, they immediately stood up and quickly exited the palace, leaving Jian Chen far away.
Because in the face of this coercion, several of them were shocked to find that their souls were trembling. Not only were they suppressed and unable to move, but they also felt that their souls were about to collapse. It seemed that if they continued to endure this If there is a pressure, perhaps if this pressure is stronger, then with this pressure alone, their souls can be crushed to collapse, and eventually they will be destroyed physically and mentally.
"Is this... is this the pressure of a strong man in the source realm, or is it the pressure of a ninth-level holy master of light..." Adami couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes filled with shock.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light burst out from Jian Chen's body. This light was no longer soft, but full of fierceness. It surpassed the sun and spread to an endless distance. In an instant, the entire sacred space was They are all shrouded in this bright light.
Karaliwei and Quan Youcai couldn't help but let out a groan of pain. They quickly closed their eyes and covered their eyes tightly with their hands. Through the gaps between their fingers, a faint trace of blood could be seen slowly. Flow down.
The president and the great elder of the Guangming Saint Master Guild also closed their eyes. When they retreated sharply, they covered their eyes with both hands. There was also a faint blush between their fingers.
As for the holy weapon spirit, when the strong light appeared, his body became a bit unreal, but soon solidified again. He stared at Jian Chen with a shocked face, and then in a flash, has disappeared, far away from here,