408: Huirenjie

With that, his figure slowly became transparent and disappeared.

The Deputy Hall Master of the Ancient Hall—Tantai Zhen—was completely dead!

Even if he hadn't carried his World Authority Artifact with him this time, and wasn't destroyed by that strike.

But if he resurrected in his affiliated world by relying on the imprint within the Authority Artifact, his future strength would be bound to his affiliated world.

Unless it was a high-level world like the Earth Immortal Realm, if it was just an ordinary ninth-level world, this dignified Deputy Hall Master, who had achieved great success in the laws, would only be able to be a Nine-Step Master.

Perhaps in the future, he would even have to rely on the goodwill of his subordinates.

Speaking of subordinates, the several Saint Monarchs who came with him only reacted when Tantai Zhen's body completely vanished.

Their Deputy Hall Master of the Ancient Hall was gone!

Killed in one move!

So what should they do next?

Flee? The Deputy Hall Master was instantly killed; could they still escape?

“Alas, still a step too late.”

Not long after Tantai Zhen died, another sigh echoed in the field.

A figure infinitely more powerful than Tantai Zhen gradually solidified on the island.

The several Saint Monarchs seemed to have found their backbone, their life-saving straw.

They sincerely and respectfully bowed to the figure, “Greetings, Hall Master!”

The one who came this time was precisely the Hall Master of the Ancient Hall—Wang Teng!

He was said to have the potential of a Great Emperor since childhood, deeply loved by his parents and elders, revered by his subordinates, and favored by destiny... This was a man whose entire life was enveloped in a halo.

The East Sea Sword Saint saw another even more formidable individual arrive, and this newcomer was clearly much stronger than the previous one, which momentarily piqued his interest.

After all, challenging strong opponents, the more miserably one loses, the more one can discover one's own shortcomings.

If he died, then dying meant his skills were insufficient, and he overestimated himself.

But he had been invincible for far too long.

He truly couldn't find an opponent; for so long, there hadn't even been anyone who could take one of his sword strikes.

Uh... it wasn't that there wasn't anyone, excluding a certain eccentric fellow.

But the other party didn't seem to want to fight him, so in the end, no fight occurred.

So he proactively sought battle, “Did you also come to spar with me?”

“No, I did not.” Wang Teng shook his head, politely refusing.

He had felt the fluctuations of that sword strike just now; he could block it, but he was not an opponent.

He actually couldn't understand how such a powerful expert could emerge in this lower realm, achieving such a level in the Way of the Sword with a mortal body, without becoming an immortal.

And he was a pure sword cultivator, having never cultivated any other system besides that.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

Seeing that Wang Teng was unwilling, the East Sea Sword Saint then suggested, “Then how about we exchange one move, just like with that fellow just now?”

“No, honored sir.” Wang Teng politely refused again, “I have important matters to attend to and will not engage in battle with you.”

After understanding Wang Teng's firm stance, the East Sea Sword Saint no longer insisted.

He only cultivated the sword; he was neither a bad person nor a good person.

As long as others didn't disturb him, he wouldn't proactively attack them.

He reverted to how he looked when they first arrived, seeming both distracted and as if he were simply gazing at the scenery.

Wang Teng saw the other party enter a meditative state in a second and no longer thought much of it, nor did he wish to remain there.

It was best not to provoke such a dangerous individual if possible.

“Go!”

He only uttered a single word, “Go,” to the several Saint Monarchs, then turned and left.

As for the matter this time, they would discuss it after returning.

Seeing that the Hall Master had told them to leave, the Saint Monarchs naturally followed quickly.

Not long after they left, Wang Teng's voice once again echoed across the island.

“In three years, my Ancient Hall will battle the Shenwu Empire. At that time, there might be the power of ‘Immortals.’ Honored sir, you may come to observe.”

Upon hearing this, the East Sea Sword Saint, sitting on the reef, had a faint focus in his eyes.

“Immortal...”

...Everyone was at the same realm, yet the difference in combat power was actually so vast.

And this, it was said, was still far inferior to the legendary Immortals.

This trip to the Earth Immortal Realm, Chen De had already obtained what he wanted—the Law Seed.

He also understood what stage he was at and what level of combat power he possessed.

Minor Law Accomplishment—a complete Great Law Ring was considered Minor Law Accomplishment. So what about Major Law Accomplishment?

Saint Lord—his current strength was greater than that of the Saint Monarchs of the Ancient Hall; he should be considered a top-tier existence among Saint Lords.

But compared to those with Major Law Accomplishment, like the Deputy Hall Master, there was still a gap, not to mention compared to the Hall Master.

Compared to the East Sea Sword Saint, he was someone who would be dealt with in one move.

So during this period, Chen De decided to be low-key and cautious, first maxing out these newly acquired laws.

He wanted to see if he could step into Major Law Accomplishment, or even a higher level.

The East Sea Sword Saint's level, he thought, must be very, very close to an Immortal, right?

Not long after entering the spatial rift, Chen De felt a strange fluctuation.

This was... it seemed to be a signal being transmitted to him from a part of his black liquid.

It was a signal fluctuation from the Ren Realm. Had something happened?

Chen De received the signal and immediately understood.

It turned out that nothing had happened; rather, their research had made progress, and the results were quite good.

After some thought, Chen De decided to go back and take a look... at the Earth Immortal Realm.

“Hall Master, we admit our guilt.”

Upon returning, the Saint Monarchs who had gone to the island all pleaded guilty to Wang Teng.

This time, the losses were heavy, yet his Ancient Hall had no recourse.

Wang Teng took a deep breath, “The other party's strength was beyond our expectation. This is not your fault; it was Tantai who was too careless.”

“Thank you for your understanding, Hall Master.” The Saint Monarchs all thanked him.

“Alright, you all go and prepare. Don't forget the plan to attack the Shenwu Empire.”

Wang Teng waved his hand, intending to dismiss them.

At this moment, someone hesitated and asked, “Hall Master, now that the Deputy Hall Master has unfortunately met with misfortune, should we postpone our plan? Will it be affected?”

“No.” Wang Teng shook his head, “The key to subduing the Shenwu Empire does not lie with him.”

“Yes!”

“We take our leave!”

After speaking, the many Saint Monarchs left.

No one in the field spoke of choosing a new Deputy Hall Master after the old one's death.

Because they all knew very well that as long as the Hall Master was still there, the entire Ancient Hall would not be able to turn things upside down.

“East Sea Sword Saint...”

“Myriad Gods...”

Actually, he had seen powerful individuals like the East Sea Sword Saint more than once.

A very, very, very long time ago, when he was far from as powerful as he was now.

He met a man who seemed to know everything and possessed immense power.

The young and impetuous Wang Teng repeatedly tried to challenge him, but all ended in failure.

According to the man, he had cultivated three thousand systems and countless laws.

And with this, he created a cultivation method, unifying all his powers into one, named—"Vertical and Horizontal · Three Thousand Ways"!

Later, Wang Teng achieved Major Law Accomplishment, founded the Ancient Hall, pioneered the method of the Master, and then his laws broke through, further advancing his strength.

On a certain accidental occasion, he met him again and still lost without any suspense.

And today, he felt the same sensation once again from that sword cultivator.