Seeing the reluctance in Zhang Xuelian's eyes, Yang Chen smiled.
Sometimes, a single look like that was enough.
He comforted Zhang Xuelian and told her that they would meet again soon. Then, following Grand Ancestor Sun, he left the Taiyi Sect and returned to the Profound Dao Sect.
Time slowly passed.
The next half year became a half year in which every faction fought for every second.
No, to be precise, every race spent the next half year making meticulous preparations.
Conflicts between races became far fewer. Every race focused its attention on the Great Secret Realm and dared not be negligent. Everyone understood very clearly what the Great Secret Realm represented for any race.
The conclusion of a Great Secret Realm expedition could even alter the balance and structure among the races. The entire Great Secret Realm represented treasures connected across the whole plane, and no race dared overlook it in the slightest.
During those six months, Yang Chen's reputation spread completely.
His 210 million battle merits placed him directly among the high ranks of the War God Ranking, making him the only supreme existence in history to enter the War God Ranking at the Enlightenment Stage.
Because of this, Yang Chen's mighty name spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, until everyone knew it. Many young people took pride in Yang Chen, and many geniuses regarded him as their goal.
Now, Yang Chen had become a benchmark in many people's hearts, even a legendary existence. Everyone who knew Yang Chen took pride in it, and everyone who had seen him spoke of it with great relish before their friends.
Yang Chen himself did not even know this...
During those six months, Yang Chen had been collecting Divine Artifacts for the God-Slaying Spear to devour,