"Sky Temple..."
Jing Yan stood in front of the Sky Temple.
For the past four thousand years, this place has been the concentration of the strongest individuals in this world. The master of this place, Chen Long, has now passed away.
Reflecting upon this, Jing Yan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. He wasn’t very familiar with Chen Long, nor did he know if Chen Long had hidden motives for coming to this world. However, none of this mattered anymore, as Chen Long was dead, and any selfish intentions need not be scrutinized further.
"The Void Channel is just above the Sky Temple," Jing Yan looked upward, gazing intently.
The Sky Temple is a structure suspended in the air, floating with the power of a formation. The Void Channel, which connects this low-class world to the God Realm, is directly above the Sky Temple.
The Void Channel is relatively fragile and cannot bear extrely strong forces, so individuals from the God Realm with too much power cannot pass through it. Jing Yan felt that the Void Channel might, at most, be able to withstand a One-star Void God passing through.
Otherwise, there should have been more and stronger Divine Realm martial artists descending here.
One year into the New Era.
On this day, the Sky Temple was exceptionally lively, as native warriors from the seven continents and Divine Clan martial artists from the Despair Abyss, most of whom were at the Saint Path realm, all reached the Sky Temple at Jing Yan’s summoning.
Inside the spacious Great Hall, nurous Saint Realm individuals and a few Half-step Void Gods sat neatly within. There wasn’t much sound; martial artists communicated with divine thoughts or in very low voices.
When Jing Yan appeared.
"Lord Jing Yan!"
Everyone stood up and greeted Jing Yan respectfully.
They all knew that Jing Yan had killed Mr. Zhong and saved this world. Without Jing Yan, this world would have long since turned to dust. Especially among the native people, their gratitude toward Jing Yan was from the bottom of their hearts.
"Please be seated!" Jing Yan gently motioned for everyone to sit with his hand.
However, everyone continued standing. Only after Jing Yan sat down did they gradually follow suit.
"Today, I have called you all here for three matters," Jing Yan stated.
"The first matter is that the rules set by Guardian Chen Long are hereby abolished. This world will no longer distinctly separate Human Territory from Divine Clan Territory. Humans can go to Despair Abyss and Chaotic Land, and the Divine Clan can also visit the seven continents of the natives."
"The second matter is the re-election of the Saint Masters for the seven continents. The Saint Masters will be the Controllers of each continent, responsible for the orderly operation of the entire continent. I will not interfere with the specific selection process; you can decide among yourselves and just submit the nas to ."
As Jing Yan spoke, he also scanned the audience.
After he announced these two matters, so appeared puzzled, so were nervous, and so seed worried.
"If any of you Daoists have opinions or thoughts, feel free to express them now," Jing Yan smiled lightly.
"Lord Jing Yan, the resentnt between us natives and the Divine Clan might be difficult to resolve. If both sides co together, it could easily lead to conflict," a native Half-step Void God stood up and said.
"I have considered this."
"What I an is, no one is allowed to engage in reckless slaughter. If such a situation arises, you can imdiately inform , and I will personally handle it."
"To be clearer, this world is already on the brink of collapse. If Saint Realm martial artists do not cease fighting, you will all personally destroy this world," Jing Yan declared.
Hearing Jing Yan’s words, the Half-step Void God sat down.
"Lord Jing Yan, can we freely travel to the seven continents?" a mber of the Divine Clan stood up and asked Jing Yan.
"Yes, mbers of the Divine Clan can freely travel to the seven continents," Jing Yan nodded, "Since you have all co to this world, you are considered part of it. I only hope that you do not deliberately harm this already fragnted world."
"Then I have no further objections," the Divine Clan mber nodded.
As long as Jing Yan remains just and does not suppress those coming from the God Realm, they did not oppose Jing Yan’s decision.
Of course, Jing Yan’s imnse power also dissuaded them from defying his intentions.
Subsequently, a few others raised minor issues, which Jing Yan addressed one by one.
When no more objections were raised, Jing Yan proceeded to the third matter.
This matter was a personal one for Jing Yan.
Jing Yan took out a portrait, which was of Bai Xue. Since he had killed Mr. Zhong’s manifestation over a year ago, there had been no news of Bai Xue. This left Jing Yan restless. However, he had a feeling that Bai Xue was still alive.
"The third matter, I wish for you to look and see if any of you have seen this person," Jing Yan pointed to Bai Xue in the portrait and asked those present.
The crowd examined closely.
Ultimately, they all frowned and shook their heads, indicating they hadn’t seen her.
"I would like to ask for your help to search for the person in the portrait; her na is Bai Xue," Jing Yan sighed internally as he continued.
Jing Yan couldn’t understand.
The world had stabilized, and if Bai Xue were alive, she should have been aware of this information. So, why hadn’t Bai Xue co to see him? Could she be trapped sowhere, unable to escape?
The crowd naturally agreed without hesitation to help Jing Yan find the person; it wasn’t a difficult task.
"That will be all; you may all disperse!" Jing Yan declared, concluding the eting.
The people in the Great Hall gradually left.
Ti slowly passed.
A year... three years... ten years.
"Husband, still no news of Sister Bai Xue?" Gao Feng asked softly, nestled in Jing Yan’s embrace.
"Still no news," Jing Yan shook his head.
"Sister Bai Xue must be sowhere out there," Gao Feng also believed that Bai Xue was still alive.
"Yes," Jing Yan replied.
Twenty years later.
"Lord Jing Yan!" One day, the Saint Master Xuanqing of the Skywalking Continent ca to the Sky Temple to see Jing Yan.
"Saint Master Xuanqing, is there sothing on your mind?" Jing Yan looked at Xuanqing standing in front of him and asked.
Xuanqing was a martial artist at the Saint Realm Third Stage, composed and steady. During his twenty years as the Saint Master of Skywalking Continent, he managed its operations well, and Jing Yan was quite satisfied with his service.
"Lord Jing Yan, I have been continuously searching for traces of Daoist Bai Xue. Recently, I found soone who claims to have seen Daoist Bai Xue," Xuanqing said with slight excitent.
Although two decades had passed, Xuanqing and the Saint Masters of various continents, as well as major forces in Despair Abyss, continued the search for Bai Xue.
"What?"
"What did you say?" Jing Yan stood up abruptly.
For a mont, he thought he had misheard. It had been twenty full years without news of Bai Xue. Today, Saint Master Xuanqing brought such an unexpectedly delightful news. This news made Jing Yan’s blood boil with excitent.
"Lord Jing Yan, the person claid to have seen Daoist Bai Xue. I have verified; the individual should indeed be Bai Xue. However, the sighting happened quite a while ago. By the way, I have brought that person here. Would you like to et him in person?" Xuanqing bowed as he spoke.
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