NOVPUB"Damn it! Damn it!"
The man in black kept getting affected and cursed repeatedly.
He attempted to break through Yang Three to Yang Eleven’s blockade and kill Xia Qingqing with a single sword stroke, but he was repeatedly stopped by Yang Three to Yang Eleven.
At this moment, Yang Three to Yang Eleven also received a message from Lin Yun.
Their primary mission was to ensure their safety, secondly to prevent the man in black from having time to absorb the essence and blood of the corpses. They were authorized to increase their offensive force, disregarding any damage they might sustain.
"Boom! - Boom! - Boom!"
Upon receiving the orders, Yang Three to Yang Eleven strictly followed them, greatly intensifying their attacks and infuriating the man in black even more.
"If you’re seeking death, don’t blame me for being ruthless!" After being interrupted again, the man in black looked up, his face twisted into an angry smile.
Initially, he planned to stall for time, absorbing more essence and blood from the corpses. Ideally, he would drain every last corpse of its essence and blood before the final battle began.
But considering the current situation, he would not be able to fully absorb the essence and blood of those corpses unless he killed a few of them.
"Boom!"
A massive surge of energy erupted from him and the Blood Sword, rushing towards a level-ten Peak robot.
"Splutter!"
The attack was too powerful, and Yang Three to Yang Eleven couldn’t block it entirely. An arm flew up into the air.
Yang Ten’s arm was severed.
"Ha!"
Just as the arm was severed, the man in black let out a cold chuckle. He swiftly caught the severed arm in his hand.
Clearly, he had prepared for this outcome.
This was the arm of a level-ten Peak martial artist...
At this moment, the man in black had become much more astute.
This arm was surely filled with an abundance of essence and blood.
It was probably not much different from the essence and blood within the body of a level-ten late-stage cultivator.
Most importantly, he felt that the Blood Sword’s change was more substantial when it absorbed the essence and blood of higher-level opponents.
Therefore, this arm meant a lot to him.
Having succeeded with his attack, the man in black felt a surge of exhilaration in his heart. As he eyed the eleven level-ten Peak warriors, his eyes were that of a predator locking onto its prey.
Excellent, very good indeed.
Running into such powerful opponents was not unlucky for them.
It was his supreme luck.
Now, armed with a treasure like the Blood Sword and absorbing the essence and blood of these eleven level-ten Peak martial artists, perhaps, he could break through to the eleventh level in one fell swoop?
No...He doesn’t need to absorb the essence and blood of all eleven level-ten Peak martial artists...
His current feeling was already quite formidable.
A sensation of being on the verge of a breakthrough was rapidly circulating within his body.
Perhaps, without having to drain these eleven level-ten Peak martial artists of their essence and blood, just absorbing one or two more would be enough for him to break through to the eleventh level.
If he were to drain these eleven level-ten Peak martial artists of their essence and blood, he could very likely advance to the Mid Term Realm of level eleven!
Level eleven, this was a supremely powerful realm, even within the Tongtian Dynasty, he would be among the top figures!
If he could reach the Mid Term Realm of level eleven, he would be considered high-tier among the top-tier figures in the Tongtian Dynasty!
With the Blood Sword, his skills would be unmatched by any typical level eleven martial artist!
If he could further absorb the essence and blood of some level eleven martial artists... His future would be limitless!
At this thought, the man in black became even more excited.
"Swish!"
He stabbed the sword into the severed arm.
"Huh?"
The next moment, the man in black was taken aback.
What was happening?
The Blood Sword wasn’t absorbing the essence and blood from this arm?
A cold chill crept into his heart.
All his illusions were based on the continuously strengthening power of the Blood Sword.
If the Blood Sword were to lose its ability to absorb the essence and blood of powerful beings, how could he become stronger?
"No! No! This arm... it lacks a strong aura, and this blood... Is this... is this not a real human?
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You’re all simulated robots?"
The Blood Sword raised its head, looking at Yang One to Yang Eleven with a shocked expression on its face.
Only now did he realize that these were not real humans.
Robots with the power of level-ten Peak martial artists...
His opponents were definitely not from a low-level cultivation civilization but belonged to a powerful technological civilization.
At this moment, the man in black had the same idea as Qingtian Xuejian.
That technological civilization must at least be on par with the Tongtian Dynasty, maybe even superior to it.
Because, they attacked with eleven robots possessing the power of level-ten Peak martial artists. It wouldn’t be easy for a level seven technological civilization to produce so many robots and place them all on one individual.
The man in black first felt a hint of wariness, followed quickly by a menacing glare.
What if it was a superior civilization?
After today, he might advance to the eleventh level.
Then, he would be able to kill level eleven martial artists to strengthen himself.
As time passed, he would become even stronger!
No matter how many people came from the opponent’s side, they would all serve as fodder, making him stronger!
Yes! That’s it!
It would be best if the opposing side continually calculated incorrectly and sent powerful opponents after him!
The Blood Sword benefited more from the essence and blood of stronger opponents. Such opponents were not easy to come by in most places!
It’s just a pity that these people... turned out to be not real humans...
The man in black looked at these individuals with considerable regret.
Hopefully, if the other side decides to send more powerful individuals, they would send real humans!
"This Blood Sword..."
Lin Yun took a deep breath, once again in awe of the sword’s power.
That Blood Sword was indeed formidable.
The man in black’s strength was now almost on par with Yang Three to Yang Eleven combined.
Even more so, the man in black could surprisingly cause considerable damage to Yang Three to Yang Eleven by catching them off guard.
If things kept progressing this way, the odds of Yang Three to Yang Eleven losing were high.
Most importantly...
Watching the Blood Sword’s performance, Lin Yun had a growing suspicion in his mind.
Perhaps it was because he was an outsider looking in, or maybe he was sure that Yang Three to Yang Eleven weren’t real humans.
Lin Yun raised his eyes, looking at the ever-changing expression of Qingtian Xuejian while continuously speculating about his thought.
If it were true, this Blood Sword would be truly terrifying.
Meaning, the Blood Sword could continually absorb an enemy’s essence and blood during a fight, weakening the enemy and strengthening itself.
If that were the case, it was a good thing that Yang One to Yang Eleven weren’t real humans. Otherwise, they wouldn’t stand a chance and would definitely lose!
"Brother, my attack power is too weak..."
At that moment, Xia Qingqing, completely drenched in sweat, bit her lip and said.
Since Yang Ten’s arm was severed, she blamed herself.
She even thought that if she hadn’t taken a shot, the opponent wouldn’t have flared up, resulting in Yang Ten’s severed arm.
"It’s okay, you did great. You prevented him from having the energy to absorb the essence and blood from those corpses. The time you bought is crucial..." Lin Yun reassured her.
As time was running out, Lin Yun felt increasingly relieved.
Although the black-clad elder was quite powerful, the level-eleven early-stage robot was even more so.
Once the level-eleven early-stage robot joined them, the outcome of this battle was almost a foregone conclusion.
