Chaotic Sword God

as elevated around the edge, forming a platform.
A Space Gate flowing with five different colors floated on the platform with a radius of 1.5 meters.
Through the gate was a clear blue ocean, connecting the place to the palace.

“After you pass through the Space Gate, travel for a few tens of kilometers.
There you will discover an island.
Find the mistress of the island and learn about the Sea race from her.
She stays there all year and should know quite a bit of detailed information about the Sea race.
Her island is extremely close to the sea abyss.” Tian Jian stood at the Space Gate, eyeing Jian Chen as he spoke.

“Yes senior!” Jian Chen clasped his hands at Tian Jian in gratitude before leaving through the Space Gate with Nubis.
With just a single step, he left the Tian Yuan Continent and arrived in the sky above the great blue ocean.

Jian Chen and Nubis floated at an altitude of several hundred meters, looking at the distant water.
The Space Gate had already disappeared behind them.

“Is this the ocean? We’re already a distance so far that even I don’t know where we are compared to the continent.
Even the edge of the continent can’t be seen.” Floating above the ocean, Jian Chen mumbled to himself.
His expression was a very complicated mixture of many emotions.

Nubis was the exact opposite of Jian Chen.
He looked around the surroundings excitedly, at the deep-blue and calm ocean surface.
He laughed loudly, “I, the great Nubis, have finally left the continent to see the ocean.
Sea race of the sea abyss, I, the great Nubis, am coming.
Allow me to see the mysterious Sea race that even the seniors of my species have yet to completely understand.
I, the great Nubis, am destined to add to the inherited memories of us Silver Striped Golden Snakes with this trip.”

With that, Nubis pulled Jian Chen along urgently.
He said, “Jian Chen, let’s quickly find that island mistress mentioned by the grand elder.”

… 

Just as Jian Chen left the continent, Ming Dong had already bid farewell to everyone at the distant Flame Mercenaries before personally going into seclusion in the depths of mountains.

“Jian Chen, it’s always been you who has selflessly helped me these years, while the help I’ve given you is almost non-existent.
From now on, I, Ming Dong, will spend all my time cultivating here until your return.” Ming Dong sat down with his legs crossed in a pitch-black cave.
His eyes shone with an unprecedented determination and, shortly afterwards, he pulled out several Class 6 Monster Cores and a white skeleton from his Space Ring.
He mumbled, “Jian Chen, the Class 6 Monster Cores you’ve left behind will be the energy I use to reach the Sixth Cycle, while the Saint Ruler’s skeleton we obtained in the space of that trials back at Mercenary City will be my hope for becoming a Saint Ruler.
By the time you return, I will definitely have become a Saint Ruler, or even a Saint King.

At the same time, the Radiant Saint Master Union president gathered with several elders in the union headquarters.
They all sat around in distress.

“Have you found Yang Yutian’s whereabouts?” After a long period of silence, an old voice finally broke it.
It was the president of the union, speaking with a darkened expression.

Jian Chen had taken away the saint artifact of the union.
That was equivalent to destroying the entire union, because the saint artifact was just too important.
They could not afford to lose it.

“I’ve already launched all the forces of the union, and even gotten the Kara clan and Kazda clan to help find Yang Yutian.
There should be news soon,” a white-robed, purple-badged elder said gruffly.
Losing the artifact had sucked all the elders into a bad mood.

At that very moment, a black-clothed, middle-aged man walked in.
His arrival immediately attracted the attention of all the elders seated.

“Have you found Yang Yutian’s whereabouts?” The president immediately asked.
He stared fixedly at the man, his anxious feelings already clearly leaking onto his face.

“President, Yang Yutian has not been found, but we have found out about Yang Yutian’s identity.” The man said.

“Tell me!” The president was rather impatient.
No one was more worried about the saint artifact than him, because not only was it the treasure of the union, it was also his only hope in reaching Class 8.

He did not have much time left.
He could only live another hundred years at most.
If he still failed to breakthrough, then death would be knocking on his door.

The president had completely ignored the threat of the Zaar family.
Currently, the entire continent was in a mess because of the Winged Tiger God.
The ten protector clans had emerged.
The Zaar family absolutely did not dare to begin the infighting at this time.
 Otherwise, the protector clans would severely punish them before they could even begin moving

“Yang Yutian was Jian Chen, the previous King of Mercenaries and the fourth young master of a small clan from a small kingdom.
His name is Changyang Xiangtian, and he only broke through to Saint Ruler not too long ago,” the man said expressionlessly.

The president was overjoyed.
He immediately stood up from his seat and said, “Good.
No matter who this Yang Yutian is, it’s enough as long as we know where he lives.
Elders, please quickly make preparations.
We will head to that small kingdom at once.
We have to recover the saint artifact.”