Wang Yu and Zhu Wuyan naturally knew nothing of what had happened more than a dozen li away.
At that moment, one watched the several Leather Shadow Clones the other had released, his expression grave, while the other stared impassively at his opponent's Set Magical Artifact, his gaze moving back and forth over the three revolving Bronze Mirrors.
"You're the first Qi Refining cultivator to last this long against me, but I'm no longer interested in dragging this out." Zhu Wuyan finally shifted his gaze away from the three Bronze Mirrors and spoke coldly to Wang Yu. Then he turned one hand over, revealing a pitch-black broken knife hilt with only a small portion of its blade remaining.
He began muttering an incantation. Holding the Black Knife Hilt in one hand, he reversed his grip, plunged the blade into his own chest, then pulled it out.
Squelch!
The broken blade drew out a great gush of bright-red essence blood. Like a living creature, the blood curled around the blade, then churned and condensed.
A complete, three-foot-long Blood Blade appeared in Zhu Wuyan's hand, its surface radiating a pale-red bloody glow. At the same time, densely packed black spirit inscriptions emerged along the blade-fifty or sixty at a glance.
Not only that, but the three faint shadows standing before him also moved one arm each, using their hands like blades to chop off their opposite arms. They caught the severed limbs, then flicked their wrists.
With several sizzling sounds, bloody light roiled around the severed arms and condensed, transforming them into three Blood-Colored Long Sabers strikingly similar in appearance to the one Zhu Wuyan held.
Second-tier magical artifacts!
Wang Yu's pupils contracted at the sight.
Ordinarily, Qi Refining cultivators could not wield second-tier magical artifacts. Even a normal strike from one