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Chapter 496 Divine Artifact, is also a Devil Artifact.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yun slightly furrowed his brows.

Although the "Blood Sword" was potent, it did not exceed the limits of what he could bear.

At that moment, Yang Eight to Yang Eleven had once again slain a level-10 cultivator. There were only two level-10 cultivators left for them to deal with.

The fewer the people, the easier they were to handle.

In a few breaths' time, Yang Eight to Yang Eleven could execute those two level-10 cultivators.

At that point, be it dealing with another peak level-10 cultivator or the black-robed elder wielding the Blood Sword, they would become an extremely powerful force.

The black-robed elder was gradually falling into a disadvantage while fighting Yang Three to Yang Seven.

However, it was not easy for the black-robed elder to gain an absolute advantage.

After all, Yang Three to Yang Seven were five robots with the strength of peak level-10 martial artists.

However, going at this rate, it was inevitable for the black-robed elder to become dominant eventually if the number of Yang Three to Yang Seven does not increase.

"Hmm? That's not right! Why hasn't their strength decreased much..."

At this moment, the Qingtian Xuejian's pupils slightly contracted as he whispered.

Earlier, when Yang Three to Yang Seven were evenly matched or gaining the upper hand, it was challenging for the black-robed elder to hurt them. As the black-robed elder's strength increased, so did the frequency of his injuries to Yang Three to Yang Seven.

This made Qingtian Xuejian realize something.

Something that the black-robed elder wielding the "Blood Sword" might not have noticed.

That was, if the Blood Sword harmed an enemy, it could absorb a vast amount of the enemy's vitality at the moment of injury, and also damage the enemy's soul.

As a result, the enemy's strength would decrease considerably.

Meanwhile, the person wielding the Blood Sword would increase in strength.

One gradually weakening and the other gradually strengthening, was the terrifying aspect of the Blood Sword.

Unless, from the outset, one can obtain an absolute advantage or avoid being injured by the Blood Sword.

Otherwise, in a protracted battle, the enemy of the Blood Sword's wielder would inevitably meet death.

"This power... this Domain Power... it's simulated... they're not actual humans... No wonder, the strength of these eleven black-robed figures is so consistent... They are all robots with the strength of peak level-10 martial artists..."

The expression on Qingtian Xuejian's face kept changing.

"They certainly aren't from a lower-level cultivation civilization... certainly not..." Qingtian Xuejian said angrily in his heart.

How could people from a lower-level cultivation civilization have such advanced robots?

He prematurely considered the adversaries as people from the Kodis Empire Civilization. This was just an ordinary administrative planet, who would have thought that people from advanced civilization would hold a wedding here?

However, because of this, he breathed a little easier.

The situation hadn't reached its worst state yet.

He truly feared that all these people were genuine, in that case, these people would be gradually weakened and eventually killed by the Elder Black one by one.

A peak level-10 expert's essence and flesh refinement could definitely cause the Blood Sword to greatly evolve.

Eleven peak level-10 experts... Even if not all were left, as long as a few were left, the evolution of the Blood Sword would reach an inconceivable stage.

By then, the temptation of the Blood Sword for Elder Black would be extremely high.

His chances of obtaining the Blood Sword from Elder Black would be minuscule.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Elder Black's loyalty to him.

Loyalty was just one factor.

The main factor was the power of the Blood Sword...

The Blood Sword itself contained a potent temptation. As its power flowed into the person wielding it in large quantities, this potent tempting power flowed in as well.

At first, the sword wielder would hardly notice this tempting power.

Once it crossed a certain level, the power would even start controlling the sword's wielder, turning them into a puppet serving the Blood Sword, knowing only slaughter.

Initially, when he first obtained the Blood Sword, he suffered quite a bit.

Hence, even though he owned the Blood Sword, he dared not let it continuously evolve.

Otherwise, as the prince of the Tongtian Dynasty, with his formidable followers, it would be easy for him to capture some powerful beings so the Blood Sword could absorb their essence and vital energy after they were killed.

According to his exploration, he could only let the Blood Sword merge with his power to raise his strength by no more than two levels, anything more was impossible.

Even so, suppressing it was not easy for him. It was for this reason, his character, his actions, seemed strange, even perverse to many.

In reality, this was simply his way of venting.

The more perverse the behavior, the better it could release emotions.

The Blood Sword, was both a divine artifact and a demonic one.

Before this, whenever Elder Black harbored the slightest selfish intention, the overwhelming allure of the power would magnify that selfishness.

Every man harbors selfish intentions.

How then, could he possibly trust him?

Regrettably, under these circumstances, he couldn't take the Blood Sword back either.

More importantly, he couldn't even let Elder Black pass the Blood Sword to another peak-level practitioner, Elder White.

Right now, their opponents hadn't fully reacted, they were only attacking Elder Black with five peak-level practitioners. Now, Elder Black had grown to a certain extent, so once Elder Black passed the Blood Sword to Elder White, his strength would drastically reduce.

The vital essences of the fallen were already almost depleted, Elder White might not have time to grow stronger.

Then, two weak individuals would be picked off one by one. Experience new stories with My Virtual Library Empire

These men didn't realize that the Elder Black, in possession of the Blood Sword, was the greatest danger.

However, these men weren't real, so this danger was lessened considerably.

As these men weren't real, the probability of him retrieving the Blood Sword also increased.

In summary, there were gains and losses.

The Qingtian Xuejian was silently hidden behind Elder Black and Elder White, observing the ongoing battle.

"Splat--"

Two breaths later, the blood-colored sword-light swung by Elder Black wasn't fully blocked by Yang Three to Yang Seven. One sword-light slashed at Yang Six's arm, instantly severing it.

Lin Yun's face changed immediately.

"Yang Six--"

Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng, and the others cried out in alarm.

Though Lin Yun's face was gloomy, he remained calm.

Yang Three to Yang Seven were no longer a match for Elder Black. However, on the other side, the two level-ten cultivators were about to be killed by Yang Eight to Yang Eleven. At this critical moment, he couldn't afford to move any of them.

If he did, none of the battles would be resolved.

"Yang Three, Yang Seven, prioritize defense," Lin Yun quietly instructed.

Yang Three to Yang Seven nodded, starting to change their strategy.

"Splat--"

One breath later, one of the level-ten cultivators had been killed by Yang Eight to Yang Eleven.

Seeing this, Elder Black's expression also shifted.

In that case, on the other side, there was one level-ten cultivator against four peak level-ten cultivators!

How wide was the gap?

They won't be able to resist much longer!

Once the battle on that side is concluded, nine peak level-ten cultivators would deal with him... Even with the Blood Sword, he wouldn't be able to resist!

There weren't many fallen corpses left around him!

Having come to this conclusion, he promptly changed his strategy as well!

Five peak level-ten cultivators, not seeking offense but focusing on defense, it wouldn't be easy for him to score a quick victory!

In that case, he wouldn't aim for a quick victory, but instead make the Blood Sword quickly absorb the vital essences from the fallen corpses around him!

Whoosh--

Elder Black swiftly retreated, meanwhile, the Blood Sword was plunged into another corpse.

As the Blood Sword absorbed more vital essences, its evolution rate increased, and it seemed that its absorption speed had also increased.

Time equaled strength, which equaled opportunity.

"Such a pity, the fallen men just now, all their corpses were taken by them. Otherwise, I would have been much stronger…" Elder Black looked at the other battlefields, sighing slightly.