Chapter 839: Venerable Sovereign

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Chen Fei was reluctant to test whether his Black Divine pattern would be discovered.

Although Chen Fei was indeed different from those who sided with the Black Divine, if discovered, there would likely be no opportunity for explanation in the Sun Moon Realm.

After all, it was widely known that those who sided with the Black Divine had twisted souls and were staunch devotees.

They preferred to self-destruct rather than reveal any information that could affect the Black Divine.

In this situation, capturing the Black Divine loyalists alive had become less meaningful, so the Sun Moon Realm acted directly to slay them, which appeared to be a simpler solution.

The members of the holy Sun Moon Realm needed to focus more of their energy on finding the true form of the Black Divine.

Despite the last incident where the Black Divine killed a member of the Sun Moon Realm, the search for the Black Divine’s true form would not cease.

The first thing Chen Fei did upon returning to Thousand Geese City was to use the Xuanyuan Sword in a secret room to place the Black Divine pattern into a spatial grid.

Although this would occupy a spatial grid, the Black Divine pattern remained crucial for Chen Fei until the Black Divine loyalists were completely slain.

As for whether the Black Divine pattern would be discovered within the spatial grid…

Within the spatial grid, time almost stagnated, a power that the Sun Moon Realm had never possessed, naturally precluding any possibility of discovery.

A day later, the cleansing within the Sacred City came to an end.

Hundreds of Black Divine loyalists were slain, including over a hundred from the Mountain Sea Realm.

On the side where the demonic beasts gathered, similar actions took place, with no shortage of deceased Monster Kings.

Combined, the fourth-tier powers aligned with the Black Divine had reached a staggering level.

Whether due to nearing the end of their natural lifespan or feeling that the Black Divine could not be resisted, the fallen humans and Monster Kings exceeded many people’s expectations.

If left unchecked within the Sacred City and the demonic beast gathering place, the future destruction caused by such forces would be unimaginable.

Although there are still some undiscovered Black Divine loyalists within the Sacred City, it is likely that after this event, these individuals will firmly conceal themselves.

Just because they haven’t been discovered before doesn’t mean they’ve hidden well; it may simply be that they haven’t been detected by the Sun Moon Realm, or they are exceptionally candid.

However, if they continue to act recklessly, it’s likely only a matter of time before they are apprehended and slain.

Following the purge, the atmosphere in the Sacred City, after a period of suppression, burst forth with renewed vigor.

After all, living in the Sacred City, not knowing who among those around you might have been a follower of the Black Divine, and the constant threat of potential attacks, created an unbearable feeling.

Outside the Sacred City, where monsters roamed freely, was already nerve- wracking enough, and there was the looming threat of the Black Divine potentially regaining its fifth-tier strength at any moment.

Living in the Sacred City should theoretically have provided safety, but the reality was quite the opposite.

Now, at least, the likelihood of being attacked while residing in the Sacred City had significantly decreased, possibly even eliminated altogether.

Those who had aligned with the Black Divine might have turned their attention toward members of the Mountain Sea Realm who wandered outside the Sacred City.

After all, beyond the Sacred City, the Sun Moon Realm was completely invisible, so there was no need to worry about being discovered there.

With the substantial reduction of Black Divine loyalists within the Sacred City, Chen Fei should have been relieved, as it signified the safety of Thousand Geese City.

Chen Fei was indeed relieved, but then faced a real issue—he was short of money.

The auction in Green Cloud Market proceeded as scheduled, but Chen Fei did not attend.

Without money, there was nothing to participate in; he certainly couldn’t sell off the few spirit treasures he had, could he?

It couldn’t come to that!

More crucially, all that Chen Fei possessed were middle-grade spirit treasures —valuable, undoubtedly, worth tens of thousands of high-grade elemental stones.

However, for his numerous Myriad Clones, each easily consuming dozens of such treasures, these resources seemed meager.

Inside the secret chamber, Chen Fei held a piece of wood, the very one he had extracted from the world behind the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele.

Over time, cleansed by the power of the void, the wood’s capacity to contain energy had reached its limit.

Stripped of its spiritual essence, the wood had been thoroughly depleted.

Now, injecting it with void power only restored it to less than a tenth of its former strength, possibly even less.

Yet, even so, the wood now exhibited some mystical properties.

“If I directly integrate this into the Qianyuan Sword, given its current foundation, it should elevate the Qianyuan Sword to the level of a high-grade spirit treasure.”

Chen Fei waved the wood slightly. Due to its connection with space, he felt almost no resistance, and there was even a pushing force.

If the Qianyuan Sword truly achieved high-grade spirit status in this way, Chen Fei’s attack speed would be significantly enhanced.

Now, when others faced Chen Fei’s attacks, they had nowhere to hide, and it would only become more unavoidable.

Hovering in mid-air, Chen Fei halted the wood and suddenly thrust it forward.

Ripples formed layer by layer at the front end of the wood, then it disappeared in an instant, vanishing into the folds of space.

A faint glow emanated from Chen Fei’s brow as he watched the front end of the wood.

To some extent, this piece of wood could deliver attacks directly into an opponent’s body.

However, it was only to a certain extent because the wood’s power was barely sufficient, and elemental and demonic energies could naturally hinder spatial forces.

Bypassing surface defenses to strike directly inside someone’s body was not as simple as imagined—or rather, it was extremely difficult.

Chen Fei retracted the wood, leaning it against the ground, deep in thought about how to handle it.

Refining the Qianyuan Sword into a high-grade spirit treasure would be advantageous, as Chen Fei aimed to elevate its status.