At last, only Jie Tianran remained alone in this place.
"Jie Tianran, you nearly lost composure just now. No matter how angry you are, you cannot take it out on your own subordinates," said the entity within Jie Tianran's body.
"Senior, you underestimate me. What angered me was not being mocked by the world. It was my ever-dwindling confidence in controlling the God's Era. If this continues, the power of the God's Era will truly fall into Chu Feng's hands," Jie Tianran replied.
"It matters not. I already told you—even if the power of the God's Era truly falls into his hands, I can still seize it back for you," the entity within him said.
Go to hell with that. You were right there too, weren't you? Did you change anything? What use are you? It looks like only I lost face, but in reality you're even more pathetic than I am—it's just that the world can't see you. The one who truly made a fool of himself is you, but I'm the one taking the blame.
That was what Jie Tianran desperately wanted to say.
But after a moment's thought, what came out of his mouth instead was:
"Naturally, Senior is someone I can rely on. However, I cannot simply sit and wait. For the sake of the power of the God's Era, it is time to make some sacrifices."
With that, Jie Tianran put his plan into motion, issuing orders for all Seven Realms Holy Mansion forces to withdraw back to the Seven Realms Holy Mansion.
However, on the pretext that he had detected the Chu Alliance would use their methods to set up an ambush within the teleportation arrays, he instructed all forces not to use the teleportation formations but to return directly using their treasures instead.
After relaying the message, he set off as well.
But he did not head back toward the Seven Realms Holy Mansion. Instead, he rushed in the direction of the Totem Galaxy.
…
After a period of observation, the various factions across the Martial Cultivation World had all confirmed that the consciousnesses of both Chu Feng and Jie Tianran had already departed the Bronze Mirror World and returned to their true bodies.
Ancestral Martial Galaxy, Ancestral Martial Star Domain, Great Chiliocosm Upper Realm.
This barren land, in principle, should not have had anyone possessing the means to observe the God's Era.
And yet, two people were currently doing exactly that.
They were Dongfang Hansong and Yun Ao of the Prison Sect.
The two of them had been dispatched by Cang Li to come here and search for artifacts once used by Chu Feng's grandfather, Chu Hanxian, in order to extract his aura and determine whether Chu Hanxian was the Prison Lord of the Prison Sect.
The two of them stood atop a mountain peak, shrouded by the concealing power released by their treasures, invisible to outsiders.
They were still observing the God's Era within the Seven Realms Galaxy.
Even though they knew both consciousnesses had already returned to their true bodies, they were reluctant to look away, afraid of missing something further.
Behind them stood a special formation, with two streams of power in the process of merging.
One was the aura of the Prison Lord.
The other was the aura they had extracted from an artifact Chu Hanxian had once used, found here in the Great Chiliocosm Upper Realm.
"That Jie Tianran really made a fool of himself. He originally intended to use Chu Feng, but ended up being used by Chu Feng instead. This time he's truly lost face in a big way," Yun Ao remarked with a sigh as he observed, his words dripping with schadenfreude despite being a member of the Prison Sect.
Setting aside the enmity between their factions, he personally rather admired Chu Feng.
And now that he had learned Chu Feng's grandfather was very likely the Prison Lord, his anticipation for Chu Feng had grown even greater. If Chu Feng truly was the descendant of the Prison Lord, then with his talent and the backing of their Prison Sect, the Martial Cultivation World would absolutely belong to them. The Seven Realms Holy Mansion would be trampled beneath their feet.
Hummmm—
Just then, the formation behind them blazed with brilliant light.
Dongfang Hansong and Yun Ao simultaneously withdrew their gaze and turned to the formation.
And when they looked, Yun Ao's aged eyes went wide.
The aura of the Prison Lord and the aura of Chu Hanxian had merged perfectly.
The two were unmistakably one and the same.
"They've merged! They've merged!!!"