The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 859: Dazzling

Outside the Death Abyss, the Fang Family members all stood up and gathered around their leader, Fang Jue.

"Indeed, he’s disappeared!"

"He must have died inside. That bastard actually chose to die in the Death Abyss rather than come out. It’s infuriating! Dying like that, he got off easy!" Fang Jue, the Fang Family Patriarch, gritted his teeth as he spoke bitterly.

He had confirmed repeatedly and had lost all sensation of Jing Yan’s Divine Soul Aura.

In Fang Jue’s view, there was only one possibility: Jing Yan was dead, his Divine Soul completely annihilated. If it had been just the physical body that died, the Soul-locking Lamp would still be able to lock onto his Divine Soul Aura.

Certainly, within the Death Abyss, if the physical body was destroyed, then the Divine Soul could not possibly withstand the dreadful Destruction Energy.

Jing Yan’s death in the Death Abyss had also been within their expectations.

"This Jing Yan indeed held out for a considerable time inside. His Martial Arts Cultivation is truly profound," said a Martial Artist from the Fang Family of the Saint Realm Third Stage.

"No matter how profound the Martial Arts Cultivation, entering the Despair Abyss is a path to death. Even Guardian Chen Long wouldn’t dare to enter the Death Abyss at this time!" Fang Jue sneered coldly.

"Hmm?"

Just then, Fang Jue’s eyes shifted, and he looked toward the distance.

The other members of the Fang Family also focused their gazes intently.

A golden figure was rapidly approaching.

"Fang Patriarch, what is this?" the golden figure asked, arriving nearby and glancing at everyone.

"Greetings to the Guardian!" Fang Jue bowed.

The other Fang Family members also bowed and greeted respectfully.

Guardian Chen Long had indeed felt something unusual in the Buffer Zone, prompting him to come from the Sky Sacred Hall to see what was happening.

This Buffer Zone was accessible to the Divine Race’s Martial Artists of the Saint Realm. However, the sudden presence of more than ten Saint Realm Martial Artists’ auras made the situation inherently unusual.

The Guardian was also worried about possible incidents, so upon feeling this situation, he came to see what was happening.

Now, seeing Fang Jue, leading a group of Saint Realm holding position near the Death Abyss, he naturally asked about their purpose here.

"We were pursuing a Saint Realm Martial Artist named Jing Yan, who killed my son Fang Jie in the Tianxia Divine Domain’s Rainbow Gown Divine Sect," Fang Jue explained. "This bastard was quick; he fled into the Death Abyss."

There was no reason to hide this matter.

Even if he were the Guardian, he couldn’t intervene in his quest for vengeance for his son. Moreover, they had not entered the Heavenly Origin Continent, thus not violating the regulations set by the Guardian.

"Jing Yan?" Chen Long was slightly startled.

Chen Long knew Jing Yan had left the Heavenly Origin Continent, but he was unaware of Jing Yan killing Fang Jue’s son, Fang Jie.

"Does the Guardian know this person?" Fang Jue narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, I have indeed heard of him. He’s a young man with extremely strong talent," Chen Long nodded. "He entered the Death Abyss?"

"Yes, he entered it several days ago. Because this bastard is incredibly fast, we couldn’t intercept him. However, now he’s dead inside; my Soul-locking Lamp has lost his Divine Soul signal," Fang Jue nodded and said with a cold laugh.

"Dead?" Chen Long furrowed his brows sharply.

To be honest, he was quite optimistic about Jing Yan’s potential; his death seemed somewhat regrettable.

"Does the Guardian have some relation to this Jing Yan?" Fang Jue, seeing Chen Long’s expression, asked subconsciously.

"Not really familiar. I’ve only met him once; it’s just a pity, given his high potential," Chen Long shook his head.

Chen Long didn’t discuss much about Jing Yan’s information, nor did he volunteer that Jing Yan was a human from the Heavenly Origin Continent.

"If the Guardian has no other business, then we will take our leave!" Fang Jue bowed.

Having brought the Fang Family’s elite to the Buffer Zone to kill Jing Yan, and now that Jing Yan was dead, he naturally wouldn’t linger in the Buffer Zone wasting time.

"Fang Patriarch, please do," Chen Long gestured.

Watching Fang Jue lead the Saint Realm away, Chen Long looked again toward the position of the Death Abyss.

"He’s dead?"

"What a pity!" Chen Long shook his head and sighed.

"Jing Yan, if you had left the Heavenly Origin Continent and come to the Sky Sacred Hall, how could the Fang Family have chased you down..." Chen Long muttered to himself before flying away.

Inside the Death Temple!

"All these treasures?"

Entering the Treasure Vault, Jing Yan felt dazzled.

The numerous treasures in the vault were astonishing.

Probably any Martial Artist in this world entering such a vault could not contain their excitement.

At the moment, Jing Yan was unaware that the Fang Family Patriarch and his group had already presumed him dead and left.

In fact, from the moment Jing Yan entered the Death Temple, the Soul-locking Lamp controlled by Fang Jue had been unable to lock on to Jing Yan’s Divine Soul.

What kind of level were the treasures in the Death Temple? Entering it, all auras, including the Divine Soul Aura, were completely sealed off.

How could a mere Holy Artifact Soul-locking Lamp penetrate the shielding power of the Death Temple?

"Jing Yan, start choosing!" Fourth spoke.

"These treasures in the vault, you can pick any one item you like. Look around and see which type you want. There are Elixirs, weapons, materials, and so on," Lao Wu followed up.

"Can I only choose one?" Jing Yan was slightly taken aback.

He had quickly glanced over the treasures, and all were precious; he wanted almost everything.

Yet Fourth and Lao Wu were telling him he could only choose one.

"Yes! You can only choose one; this is the extra reward you receive for successfully challenging me and Lao Wu," Fourth nodded.

"Jing Yan, of course, we can’t give all the treasures in the vault to you. If you were to die after leaving here, the Death Temple would still need to continue selecting an Inheritor. If you took all the treasures, then wouldn’t that leave nothing for the others?" Lao Wu explained.

Jing Yan fell silent!

Although he had already received three-quarters of the inheritance, in the eyes of these Divine Palace Guards, he was probably just a bit stronger than an ordinary Martial Artist.

"Hurry up and choose!" Fourth urged.

"Jing Yan, don’t even think about forcibly seizing the treasures. Your strength is indeed strong, and I and Fourth Brother are not sure we could stop you. But this is the Death Temple; just using one percent of the temple’s power could instantly kill you," Lao Wu cautioned Jing Yan.

"Oh..." Jing Yan replied helplessly.

Then, he released his Divine Soul, examining carefully.

"Wow, so many treasures, so many Divine Pills. Is that not Divine Light Grass? And there are as many as ten?" Jing Yan’s eyes widened.