"Third Brother!"
"No! That human brat captured Third Brother."
At the sight, Big Brother and Second Brother turned pale with shock. Second Brother barked, "Release Third Brother, or the two of us will make sure you die without a place to bury your bones."
"Release him?" Qin Hao regarded the two youthful Phantom Images with interest and shook his head. "No need. You can go in and keep him company."
"How dare you!"
"Hmph, human brat! I don't know how you imprisoned Third Brother, but I'm telling you: becoming our master and controlling Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin is absolutely impossible!"
Big Brother and Second Brother flew into a rage, looking ready to fight Qin Hao to the death. Their actions told another story: they had already stopped advancing and put plenty of distance between themselves and him.
"How will I know unless I try?"
Qin Hao flashed forward, continuing toward the two Artifact Spirits.
"Stay back!"
"Stop!"
Both cried out in alarm and hurriedly retreated.
Qin Hao did not stop. He sped up.
And so the two Artifact Spirits retreated while Qin Hao gave chase.
All around them, Treasure Swords came streaming in without end.
Qin Hao paid them no heed and charged straight for the two Spirit Artifacts.
But...
The two Spirit Artifacts were remarkably nimble. Qin Hao could not catch them right away.
"Near at Hand, Far Away!"
At that critical moment, Qin Hao had no patience to waste. He used his Spatial Divine Ability.
Swish, swish, swish, swish...
His figure flickered repeatedly as he teleported through space.
The distance between Qin Hao and the two Artifact Spirits rapidly shrank.
"What?"
"A Divine Ability! It's actually a Space-Transposition Divine Ability!"
As Artifact Spirits, Big Brother and Second Brother were exceptionally sensitive to space. What they