Chaotic Sword God

"Hmph, that's nonsense. Death valley only has one sacred beast. How can there be two?" Bai Changlin sneered as soon as Jian Chen said that, completely brushing aside his words.

Soon after saying that, he seemed to remember something before he mockingly said, "Perhaps you don't even properly understand what a sacred beast represents. Let me tell you then. In the entire Wood Spirits World, the emergence of each sacred beast is a tremendous event. It catches everyone's attention. You better not treat some spiritual beast as some sacred beast."

"But fair enough, with your strength and status, there's nothing particularly surprising about accidentally treating a slightly stronger spiritual beast as a sacred beast. After all, your knowledge and experiences are simply limited."

"Bai Changlin, you're going too far." Listening to Bai Changlin's undisguised sneers, Bai Yueye was unable to stand it for much longer, shooting a glance of discontent towards him.

Bai Changlin turned around and made his way out of the cave. He said nothing more.

Bai Yueye shot a glare at Bai Changlin before looking at Jian Chen and asking curiously, "Since you claim there are two sacred beasts in Death Valley, how do you know that is true?"

"I overheard it somewhere." Jian Chen brushed her aside, no longer wanting to explain.

"Then you must have overheard some false information." Bai Yueye immediately ignored what Jian Chen said. She said, "I'll leave these recovery heavenly resources here. Before elder Chu returns, you can just stay here and recuperate in peace. Once he comes back, we'll take you out of Death Valley." After saying that, Bai Yueye left with Bai Changlin.

Immediately, only Jian Chen remained in the dark and damp cave again.

"What a kind-hearted little girl!" Jian Chen gazed at the heavenly resources and murmured.

He began to dismiss his thoughts, placing all of his focus on his wounds and inspecting them carefully.

"I'm momentarily incapable of healing my physical wounds because the laws of this world linger in them, and the ways of the world support it. I am still nowhere close to being able to contend against the entire Wood Spirits World."

"Then I can only see if my soul can recover a little right now." Jian Chen checked his soul again. He could clearly see the sliver of the curse from the Dao Union Saint in his soul.

For a moment, he was actually slightly uncertain about the aspect preventing him from opening the space in his soul, using the senses of his soul, and using his laws. Was it due to the curse of the Dao Union Saint or the fact that his soul was riddled with cracks?

Or perhaps it was a combination of both?

"There also seems to be some power from the Saint of Grand Clarity in my soul too. However, this power has already become extremely thin, so thin that only its presence remains." Li Qingshan could clearly sense the presence left behind by the talisman.

He had already become the master of the Primeval Divine Hall, so while he had never met the Saint of Grand Clarity before, his presence was still extremely familiar.

"Right now, probably only the hint of presence from the Saint of Grand Clarity can contend against the Dao Union Saint's curse. The two of them are mortal enemies. Even in a different aeon, they're still fighting against one another in a different form." With a thought, Jian Chen immediately tried to control the Saint of Grand Clarity's power.

Perhaps because he was the master of the Primeval Divine Hall, he succeeded in his attempt at controlling this power. Afterwards, he immediately enveloped the curse from the Dao Union Saint with it.

He originally wanted to directly wear away the Dao Union Saint's curse through the Saint of Grand Clarity's power, but the remaining power from the talisman was far too feeble, so it was impossible.

Without any other choice, he used the remaining power of the talisman to wrap around the curse, slowly drawing it out from his soul.

Immediately, an indescribably excruciating pain overcame him. As the power of the curse was stripped from his soul, Jian Chen felt like his soul was being split apart. It almost made him faint.

The power of the curse had already merged with his soul. When he discarded the curse, it was equivalent to discarding a part of his soul, making him feel like he was forcefully slicing away a part of it. It was unbearable.

He gritted his teeth as his entire body stiffened. It was so painful that he became covered in sweat. Enduring the excruciating pain, he finally removed the curse completely.

Afterwards, he used the remaining power of the talisman to envelope the curse and bring it towards the fingers on his left hand.

But at this moment, Jian Chen shuddered and ravished in joy.

When he removed the power of the curse from his soul, he actually discovered that he could use the senses of his soul again.

It was not just the senses of his soul. He could even sense the space in his soul. The laws he comprehended returned to him too.

"Sure enough, the Dao Union Saint's curse caused this." Jian Chen was overjoyed. He immediately gathered the power of the curse in a finger before producing a streak of sword Qi with a single thought and cutting off the finger without any hesitation.

However, to his surprise, as soon as the finger separated from his body, the curse immediately broke free from the finger and returned to him, rushing straight for the soul.

"What a relentless annoyance. Even cutting off my finger isn't enough to get rid of you." Jian Chen sat on the ground as his body swayed. He endured the dizziness in his head and immediately used the remnants of the talisman's power to intercept the power of the curse.

Extracting the power of the curse from his soul had almost used up the talisman's power. If it entered his soul again, there really would be nothing that he could do.

Gazing at the feeble wisp of the curse, Jian Chen was rather pained. The power of the talisman was about to run out. If he did not find a way to deal with it, he would be in trouble.

All of the laws he had comprehended so far were useless against the power of the curse because they were still too weak.

After thinking for a good while, Jian Chen made up his mind in the end and sent the power of the curse into his legs before circulating the chaotic neidan in his dantian and sending large quantities of Chaotic Force into his waist, forming a seal that locked the power of the curse in his legs.

Jian Chen chose his legs because there was nowhere else. That was the closest place to the chaotic neidan, so the effects could be maximised.

After he sealed the power of the curse in his legs, Jian Chen immediately lost his senses over them. At the same time, a thin shell of stone rapidly formed on top.

It looked like his legs had been petrified.

"I can't use my legs. I can't walk anymore. I have to devote all of my Chaotic Force to sealing the curse, so I can't use that either. Fortunately, my soul has recovered. I can use my Laws of the Sword and the Laws of Space again." Jian Chen smiled in relief. To him right now, the functions of his soul and laws even surpassed Chaotic Force.

With his senses of the soul, he was no longer blind. He obtained the ability to observe the world again.