In the depths of the void, the dark space was like congealed ink, enveloping an independent Main Hall.
"I wonder... do Blade Wielders count as experience?"
Inside the hall, Li Qingshan calculated aloud as he stared at the Martial Arts Space Experience bar.
[Martial Arts Space Level 7 (58/100)]
The Black Fiend Alliance's fifty-seven Deputy Executors had contributed fifty-seven points of experience, pushing the bar more than halfway forward in one stroke.
But the remaining forty-two points of experience would not be so easy to obtain.
Not to mention hunting down forty-two Deputy Executors—if even one more died, the gods behind them would be provoked.
Shengyin was humanity's Stabilizing Pillar and was at the critical juncture of plotting his path to the Dao. He could not possibly take another risk to serve as Li Qingshan's guardian, while Yi Xing could not withstand so many...
"Looks like, whether Blade Wielders count as experience or not, I can only kill them first and find out afterward."
Li Qingshan sighed, yet the corners of his mouth gradually rose.
The reason was simple: he had just learned a piece of good news from Yi Xing—
His previous guess had been correct.
Deputy Executors merely acted on behalf of others; the Thrones belonged to the gods.
And the "blades" wielded by Blade Wielders were originally Divine Favors stripped from the gods' Authorities. They were the true owners of those Authority Fragments.
In other words—
If he killed the Blade Wielders, those fragments would naturally become ownerless... no, they would become his!
As long as he moved fast enough, he could absolutely withdraw before the gods reacted!
At present, the other members of the Ancient Hall scattered outside were most likely doing the same thing.
Ancient Ones and Blade Wielders lurked throughout the universe,