Chapter 134: The Death of Deacon Wei

Just as Deacon Wei used his Magic Silver Hand to viciously blast toward the Sword-wielding Female Corpse holding the ancient bronze sword,

the Sword-wielding Female Corpse's figure slightly moved at that moment, and a faint glint flashed over the ancient bronze sword in her hand.

Then, she wielded the sword and fiercely slashed toward the Magic Silver Hand that Deacon Wei sent slamming over.

The ancient bronze sword was like a flowing shadow and electric light, unexpectedly striking first despite starting later, and slashed toward the palm radiating silver light.

Seeing this, Deacon Wei's expression changed slightly; the palm he sent slamming toward the female corpse was actually like a poisonous snake,

limply and bonelessly dodging the incoming slashed ancient bronze sword, and then viciously struck the body of the female corpse from a tricky angle.

"Thud!"

A sound like striking leather rang out. Under the full-force bombardment of Deacon Wei's Magic Silver Hand, which was augmented by true essence,

even this Sword-wielding Female Corpse could not help but take two steps back.

However, Deacon Wei, who had repelled the female corpse with a single palm, did not have much joy on his face.

Instead, it became increasingly solemn and ugly.

Just now, under that palm, Deacon Wei felt as though he had slammed into a piece of millennium dark iron.

Furthermore, this millennium dark iron was extremely icy and cold. If Deacon Wei's mastery of the Magic Silver Hand had not been quite profound,

I'm afraid that if he slammed a palm onto the body of this female corpse, she would be completely fine, but he would instead be counter-injured by the extreme cold force on her body.

After exchanging a single Move, Deacon Wei couldn't help thinking inwardly that this Spirit-Parasitized Body parasitized by a true spirit artifact seemed much more troublesome than he had imagined.

However, opportunities to obtain a true spirit artifact were rare. Under this fortuitous coincidence, he had encountered this masterless true spirit artifact.

Unless it was an absolute last resort, he would not give up seizing it into his hands.

Thinking of this, the expression on Deacon Wei's face inevitably grew even firmer. As his true essence operated at full force,

the robes on his body automatically billowed outward.

"Hah!"

Deacon Wei let out a fierce shout, then without another word, his Ghost Shadow Step shifted beneath his feet as he rushed toward the Sword-wielding Female Corpse once again.

However, after being struck by his palm, the Sword-wielding Female Corpse was evidently also angered by Deacon Wei.

Her empty eyes stared fixedly at Deacon Wei, and then she drifted swiftly like a gale toward the charging Deacon Wei.

Meanwhile, Sun Xuan, who was hiding in the dark, silently picked up the two blue attribute light spheres dropped when the two of them exchanged blows.

Then he continued hiding in the dark to watch the show.

At this moment, after advancing to a Late Stage Rank 9 Martial Artist, coupled with his formidable physical body and the Transcendent skill he had mastered,

his true strength had completely surpassed Deacon Wei, who was fighting the Sword-wielding Female Corpse in the arena.

Furthermore, Deacon Wei's signature ultimate techniques, the Magic Silver Hand and Ghost Shadow Step, had also been entirely learned by Sun Xuan through the attribute light spheres dropped by him.

Although his proficiency right now was still not as good as Deacon Wei's, as Deacon Wei and the Sword-wielding Female Corpse fought, more and more attribute light spheres were dropped by the two of them.

Sun Xuan not only mastered the two Martial Skills—the Magic Silver Hand and Ghost Shadow Step—increasingly proficiently,

but his Soul strength also rapidly increased through the Soul attributes heavily dropped by the female corpse.

At this moment, through an introduction attached within the Mysterious Gang Qi Cultivation Technique, Sun Xuan also understood what on earth a true spirit artifact was.

This true spirit artifact was a unique treasure of this world; it was not artificially crafted, but naturally generated by heaven and earth.

Such an artifact possessed the ability to seize the craftsmanship of heaven and earth, and every true spirit artifact was unique.

Moreover, true spirit artifacts often came with various eerie and powerful Divine Abilities of their own. Once controlled by a Martial Artist,

then the strength of the Martial Artist who controlled the true spirit artifact would instantly undergo a heaven-turning and earth-overturning change.

However, the number of true spirit artifacts was relatively small, and each one was extremely precious.

Once they appeared, they would definitely attract a large number of powerful experts to come and seize them.

However, when a true spirit artifact first appeared, if it was not refined and controlled by a Martial Artist, it would often parasitize a certain living creature or the corpse of a living creature.

This kind of living creature or living creature's corpse was the so-called Spirit-Parasitized Body.

Furthermore, the living creature or corpse parasitized by it would be thoroughly remodeled by it. Through the parasitized entity, the true spirit artifact could bring out the physical body's capabilities.

As long as a Martial Artist killed the Spirit-Parasitized Body, they could retrieve the true spirit artifact and use it to enhance their own strength after refining it.

However, wanting to refine a true spirit artifact required at least being a Rank 9 Martial Artist.

Only that peculiar energy formed from the Fusion of physical vitality and Soul power—that is, true essence—was qualified to refine a true spirit artifact.

If one's strength had not broken through to Rank 9 strength and had not refined true essence, it would be absolutely impossible to refine a true spirit artifact.

Once a true spirit artifact was refined by a ranked Martial Artist, it would be branded with that Martial Artist's Soul imprint.

After a true spirit artifact was branded with a certain Martial Artist's Soul imprint, it would transform into a part of that Martial Artist.

Once that Martial Artist died, the true spirit artifact in his hands would simultaneously shatter and could never be used again.

Therefore, once something like a true spirit artifact was controlled by a certain Martial Artist, it could never be snatched away by others again.

Moreover, this world had spontaneously bred a stone tablet named the chaos myriad spirits ranking.

This tablet recorded the names of the top ten thousand true spirit artifacts.

Once a true spirit artifact made it onto this chaos myriad spirits ranking, even if it ranked at the very end,

then after the master who refined it died, this true spirit artifact on the ranking would not shatter and be buried along with them.

Instead, it would be protected by the Heavenly Dao, allowing it to remain completely intact.

However, this special treatment was limited to the true spirit artifacts on the chaos myriad spirits ranking; other true spirit artifacts did not have this kind of special protection.

While comparing this with the records of special artifacts like true spirit artifacts in the Mysterious Gang Qi,

Sun Xuan stared at and observed the ancient bronze sword in the female corpse's hand with a trace of interest in his eyes.

Sun Xuan discovered that Deacon Wei and the Sword-wielding Female Corpse had been fighting back and forth for so long,

but Deacon Wei's body had never once made the slightest contact with this ancient bronze sword.

Even Deacon Wei's extremely hard Magic Silver Hand only launched surprise attacks at the female corpse's body.

He absolutely refused to hard-clash with the ancient bronze sword.

It was as though Deacon Wei harbored an immense fear toward this ancient bronze sword.

As a result, Sun Xuan couldn't help becoming even more interested in this ancient bronze sword suspected to be a true spirit artifact.

At this moment, watching Deacon Wei and the Sword-wielding Female Corpse fighting into a ball,

Sun Xuan couldn't help starting to calculate in his heart how he could get his hands on this ancient bronze sword suspected to be a true spirit artifact.

However, Sun Xuan was not in a rush. Right now, Deacon Wei in the arena seemed to be fighting back and forth with the Sword-wielding Female Corpse,

but through careful observation, Sun Xuan discovered that this Deacon Wei was not a match for the Sword-wielding Female Corpse.

Not to mention that the ancient bronze sword in the female corpse's hand made Deacon Wei completely dare not make contact with it, causing him to appear somewhat bound and restricted while fighting.

Moreover, every time Deacon Wei struck the female corpse's body with the Magic Silver Hand, although he could blast the female corpse back a few steps,

it could not cause any substantive damage to her.

On the other hand, looking at Deacon Wei, as time passed, both his stamina and true essence were constantly decreasing at every moment.

Although relying on exquisite martial arts Moves, he seemed to be suppressing and beating the Sword-wielding Female Corpse who relied only on brute force and speed,

once Deacon Wei's true essence and stamina were exhausted, yet he still failed to take down the Sword-wielding Female Corpse,

then Deacon Wei would only face the path of defeat and death.

Having fought the Sword-wielding Female Corpse for so long, Deacon Wei was not unable to understand the reasoning behind this.

Rather, this Opportunity was far too once-in-a-millennium, and Deacon Wei truly did not want to let go of this chance to soar into the skies.

Otherwise, once this news was reported to the Qingdan Sect, then regarding the matter of the true spirit artifact next, it would have completely nothing to do with him anymore.

Because of this, Deacon Wei gritted his teeth and desperately fought to the death with the Sword-wielding Female Corpse.

When all is said and done, it was nothing more than the extremely simple principle that men die for wealth and birds die for food.

Exactly because Sun Xuan predicted that Deacon Wei could not take down the female corpse and even had a high probability of being counter-killed, he was not in a hurry to make a Move.

After all, while Deacon Wei and the Sword-wielding Female Corpse were fighting right now, they were still continuously dropping blue attribute light spheres.

Such a good Opportunity—Sun Xuan of course was not willing to disrupt it.

Waiting until Deacon Wei's stamina and true essence could not hold out and he was counter-killed by the female corpse,

and after he had sucked his fill of attribute light spheres, coming out then to act as the mantis waiting behind the cicada—wouldn't that be wonderful?

Thinking like this, Sun Xuan converged his aura even more imperceptibly.

Then he hid in the dark, continuing to observe the female corpse's combat power and pick up attribute light spheres.

Sure enough, as time passed, the female corpse, who had been blasted with hundreds of palms by Deacon Wei using the Magic Silver Hand, continued to hard-clash with Deacon Wei without being affected in the slightest.

Meanwhile, under the circumstance where Deacon Wei's stamina and true essence were both nearing exhaustion, he was already starting to fail to hold on at this moment.

The current fight had changed from Deacon Wei previously suppressing and beating the female corpse to Deacon Wei only being able to barely cope with the female corpse's fierce and swift attacks.

Seeing this, Sun Xuan, who had picked up enough of all sorts of attributes in the dark and whose strength had soared once again, couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.

Right now, this Deacon Wei was approaching his limit. Next, it would be Sun Xuan's turn to make a Move.

The combat power of this female corpse had already been figured out seven or eight parts by Sun Xuan during Deacon Wei's battle with her.

With Sun Xuan's combat power right now, which far surpassed Deacon Wei's, wanting to take down this eerie female corpse shouldn't pose much of a problem.

Sure enough, after Deacon Wei exchanged a few more blows with the Sword-wielding Female Corpse, a trace of unwillingness flashed across his sweat-covered face.

At this moment, Deacon Wei's true essence was nearly exhausted, and even the Magic Silver Hand could somewhat no longer be executed.

Moreover, his stamina had also reached its limit. Under the reaction of the female corpse's icy cold force, even with the protection of the Magic Silver Hand, Deacon Wei felt waves of icy coldness and numbness in both hands.

Even this icy coldness and numbness had already been transmitted through both hands onto Deacon Wei's body.

Under the condition of massive consumption of true essence and stamina, Deacon Wei found it increasingly strenuous to resist these waves of icy backlash forces.

Amidst the chill and numbness all over his body, the Ghost Shadow Step beneath Deacon Wei's feet became somewhat incoherent.

Even under this circumstance, because he failed to dodge in time, he was almost slashed on the body by that ancient bronze sword.

It truly frightened Deacon Wei into breaking out in a cold sweat.

And with the battle having reached this point, if no miracle occurred, it had already become impossible for Deacon Wei to get this true spirit artifact.

Seeing that things had reached this point, Deacon Wei couldn't help sighing inwardly. Although he was unwilling in his heart, he also knew that the matter was no longer feasible.

If he didn't take the Opportunity while he still had some strength to withdraw and back away right now,

I'm afraid today he would truly remain in this place forever.

"How truly unwilling I am!"

A strong sense of unwillingness flashed through Deacon Wei's eyes as he looked up to the sky and sighed, muttering to himself.

Following closely, without another word, Deacon Wei turned around and bolted toward the direction of the Qingdan Sect.

However, just as he was about to withdraw, a small pebble suddenly shot out from the dark.

Then it headed straight for Deacon Wei's face.

Sensing the incoming sound of wind, Deacon Wei's expression couldn't help changing drastically.

His retreating figure couldn't help pausing abruptly, and then with the Magic Silver Hand, in the nick of time, he shattered the incoming pebble with a palm.

But because of this, Deacon Wei's escape was completely blocked.

His entire person once again fell into the crazy barrage of attacks from the Sword-wielding Female Corpse.

"Which friend is joking with this Wei? As a deacon of the Qingdan Sect, this Wei still has a bit of reputation in the Jianghu.

If friend does not make things difficult for this Wei, after this Wei escapes from danger, I will definitely repay you with heavy gifts another day!"

Deacon Wei's complexion suddenly turned gloomy as he immediately shouted loudly toward the surroundings.

Deacon Wei never expected that someone else was actually lurking in the dark, and he hadn't noticed it by even a tiny bit.

This discovery inevitably frightened Deacon Wei into breaking out in a cold sweat in his heart.

If he had discovered this person hiding in the dark earlier, he would still have had the confidence to counterattack.

But right now, after fighting with this Spirit-Parasitized Body for such a large part of the day, he had reached the point of exhaustion.

At this moment, he could only first pull out the reputation of the Qingdan Sect, hoping to scare away the person in the dark with it.

However, beneath the dim night, apart from his voice drifting farther and farther in the darkness, no other sound or movement was transmitted at all.

Meanwhile, the Spirit-Parasitized Body killed toward him once again at this moment.

Seeing this, Deacon Wei's heart couldn't help sinking slowly.

"Bang bang!"

Deacon Wei gritted his teeth and hard-fought two Moves with the Spirit-Parasitized Body that rushed up once again.

Then a fierce look flashed in his eyes, running all the remaining true essence in his body to his feet. The Ghost Shadow Step was executed by him at a level far exceeding his normal standards.

Under the crisis of life and death, Deacon Wei's Ghost Shadow Step actually broke through on the spot. Executed at this moment, it truly looked as though several ghost shadows had appeared in the arena.

If someone else was hidden in the dark, it might really be possible for Deacon Wei to escape by borrowing the Ghost Shadow Step that had advanced to a higher level.

But Sun Xuan, who was lurking in the dark, had long since cultivated the Martial Skill of Ghost Shadow Step to the Transcendent realm through the method of picking up attribute light spheres.

At this moment, even if Deacon Wei's Ghost Shadow Step broke through on the spot, it was still difficult to escape Sun Xuan's Dharma Eye.

The several blurry ghost shadows in the arena had nowhere to hide at all in Sun Xuan's eyes.

Sun Xuan in the dark sneered, and then fiercely threw the pebble in his hand toward one of the ghost shadows.