Chapter 3055: The Myriad Bone Guild’s Revenge (1/2)

The main body of the guild leader returned to the headquarters of the Myriad Bone Guild located in the Saints’ World. With his return, the illusionary figure that had remained there for all these years immediately turned into a wisp and returned to his body.

The large, black cloak he wore covered his face, so no one could recognise him visually.

The guild leader had completely calmed down now. His mind seemed to return to peace, such that no one could connect him with the crazy figure who flew into a fury in outer space and tried to destroy everything earlier.

“Elder brother, how is it? Have you found anything?” the Heartless Child, who had been waiting on the side anxiously, asked as soon as the guild leader returned.

The guild leader stood there silently, facing outer space. He did not make reply. He did not respond at all.

His behaviour instead made the Heartless Child even more anxious. “Elder brother, just say something. Did you discover anything when you visited the Ice Pole Plane?”

The guild leader remained silent. He said nothing.

The Heartless Child ran out of patience. “Elder brother, just stop making me beat around the bush and answer me. If you’re still going to remain silent, then I’ll have to pay a visit to the Ice Pole Plane myself.”

“There’s no need for you to go!” This time, the guild leader finally spoke up. He was extremely stern.

The Heartless Child immediately noticed something off with the guild leader’s tone, and his heart sank. He turned around and gazed fixedly at the guild leader.

“I saw Jian Chen on the Ice Pole Plane. Not only is he still alive, but he’s even thriving,” the guild leader’s voice rang out. It was extremely cold.

“What!” The Heartless Child’s expression changed drastically. He gripped the guild leader’s thighs firmly and looked up at the guild leader who stood twice as tall as him. His eyes shone with a shocking light. “What did you say? What did you say? Jian Chen is still alive? Is he truly still alive?”

This piece of news was no different from a bolt of lightning to the Heartless Child. It left him dizzy and in emotional turmoil. He immediately lost his cool.

“That’s correct, he is still alive. We’ve spent these centuries waiting around for nothing.” The guild leader let out a sigh. As soon as he recalled everything the two of them had said and thought about over the past two centuries, he felt wry inside.

Naive. They had been far too naive. Not just naive, but hilariously foolish as well.

“Sigh!” The guild leader sighed again and again. Just like how greater anticipation could lead to greater disappointment, he understood exactly how that felt right now.

“Impossible. That’s impossible. I personally witnessed him being transported away back then, and the Wind Venerable’s power had flown in from a great distance away and killed the Azure Ink Grandmaster. It’s impossible for Jian Chen to still be alive. He can’t still be alive. I don’t believe this. I don’t believe he can escape from the Wind Venerable alive.” The Heartless Child was set off as well. His face twisted viciously as his eyes flickered with red light, shining with surging fury and a reluctance to accept all of this.

“Actually, if you think about it closely, since Jian Chen can become the Anatta Grand Exalt’s fruit of ways, then clearly the Anatta Grand Exalt would have considered his safety. After all, this has to do with his ways. When it comes to something as significant as that, no one would ever be careless. They would definitely make all the preparations they can make. As a result, Jian Chen must be in possession of a protective amulet from the Anatta Grand Exalt. With this amulet, the Anatta Grand Exalt won’t have to worry about the safety of his fruit of ways even if he’s ventured to the chaotic space.”

“The Wind Venerable is very powerful, but he’s nowhere close to Grand Exalts. Jian Chen possesses a certain protective power from Grand Exalts, so it makes sense that the Wind Venerable can’t kill him,” the guild leader said slowly. He was dejected and in rather low spirits. “Heartless, we’ve been far too naive. We’ve been too idealistic.”