445: Chapter 445 A fierce struggle ensues, culminating in a violent fight.

The third Thunder Roar Cannon was currently clutched tightly in the arms of a Late Nascent Soul Stage Elder from the Jile Sect.

His name was Han Qianqiu, a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator whose status in the Jile Sect was second only to the three Grand Elders and Situ E.

After seizing this cannon, he immediately stored it in his Storage Pouch, then stood to the side with an expressionless face, neither competing for anything else nor coming into conflict with anyone.

However, his gaze constantly scanned his surroundings vigilantly, wary of anyone who might have designs on him.

Besides the Thunder Roar Cannon, the psionic rocket launcher triggered even more frantic competition.

The psionic rocket launcher had a more slender design than the Thunder Roar Cannon, and the Array Pattern carved onto its barrel were even more intricate.

Those Array Pattern were layered and dense; just a single glance was enough to make one feel a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering pressure.

A Jile Sect Early-Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator named Lü Fengxian, a middle-aged man with a short stature but sharp eyes, noticed it.

He saw the extraordinary nature of the psionic rocket launcher at a glance—three layers of the Array Pattern on its barrel were actually independent space-folding Array Pattern!

"Space folding... this is space folding!"

Lü Fengxian's voice was trembling from extreme excitement.

"This cannon doesn't fire spiritual energy projectiles, but compressed space fragments.

Once it explodes, even the Void Realm will be torn apart.

This... how is this possible? This kind of technology, even the ancient Artifact Refining Great Grandmasters only proposed it in theory; no one has ever truly realized it!"

He rushed toward the psionic rocket launcher like a madman, but as soon as his hands touched the cannon, he was swatted away by a palm strike.

"Junior, this cannon is not something you can touch."

The Tianshu Sword Sect Protector Elder—a cold-faced middle-aged man named Han Yu, a Mid-Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator—had appeared beside the rocket launcher at some point. He kept one hand pressed on the cannon, his gaze fixed coldly on Lü Fengxian.

"A piece of trash from the Tianshu Sword Sect dares to snatch something from my Jile Sect?"

Lü Fengxian climbed up from the ground, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but the greed in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Spiritual Artifacts have no owners; those who see them have a share," Han Yu said indifferently. "Besides, the power of this cannon is too great. In the hands of you evil heretics, it will only bring misery to the living. It is better that it be kept by my Tianshu Sword Sect."

"Bullshit!"

Lü Fengxian cursed angrily, summoned his Life-Bound Magical Artifact—a pitch-black iron whip—and smashed it toward Han Yu's head.

Han Yu snorted coldly, drew his longsword, and met it with sword light as white as snow.

The two began to fight; for a time, sword light and whip shadows intertwined, causing sand and stones to fly.

Meanwhile, the other Tianshu Sword Sect Protector Elder—a beautiful woman named Wan Hongzhuang, a Mid-Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator—did not go for the rocket launcher, but instead set her sights on the five sniper rifles.

The design of the sniper rifles was completely different from other Spiritual Artifacts; the gun body was slender, the barrel was long, and precise Array Pattern were carved into the stock.

Wan Hongzhuang recognized the purpose of this Spiritual Artifact at a glance—long-range sniping, killing with a single blow.

"Good stuff..." Wan Hongzhuang whispered to herself. Her slender fingers brushed over the gun body, feeling the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from those Array Pattern. "This is a Spiritual Artifact designed specifically for assassination and sniping; the effective range is at least ten miles.

Furthermore, the Array Pattern on the gun have triple effects: concealment, penetration, and acceleration. Even a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator would find it troublesome if targeted by this thing from the shadows."

She quietly stored all five sniper rifles into her Storage Pouch, her movements so fast that they drew almost no one's attention.

However, her actions were still seen by one person.

A Jile Sect Mid-Nascent Soul Stage female Cultivator named Mei Ji, a woman with a beautiful appearance and revealing clothing.

She practiced charm techniques and was most skilled at bewitching people's hearts, but because of this, her observational skills far exceeded those of ordinary people.

Seeing Wan Hongzhuang put away the five sniper rifles, a trace of jealousy and greed flashed in her eyes.

"Sister Liu, it's not good to hog all the good stuff for yourself." Mei Ji swayed her waist as she walked up to Wan Hongzhuang, her voice sickeningly sweet. "How about you share two of those five guns with your little sister?"

Wan Hongzhuang glanced at her coldly: "Scram."

"Oh my, Sister Liu is so fierce." Mei Ji covered her mouth and chuckled, but the chill in her eyes grew increasingly intense. "But this little sister isn't asking for your permission."

As soon as she finished speaking, a pink light shot out from Mei Ji's sleeve, aiming straight at Wan Hongzhuang's face.

That was her Life-Bound Magical Artifact, the "Charm Needle," specialized in breaking through protective spiritual light. Once struck, one would fall into an illusion and be at the mercy of others.

Wan Hongzhuang had been prepared; she waved her longsword, and the sword light formed a curtain, blocking the Charm Needle.

The two Mid-Nascent Soul Stage female Cultivators instantly clashed; one with sharp sword light, the other with eerie charm techniques, fighting to a standstill.

As for the six sets of Source Energy Armor, they triggered a scramble among almost everyone.

The Source Energy Armor was silvery-white all over with smooth lines, and each set emitted a faint spiritual light.

The surface of the battle armor was covered in dense Array Pattern—some for defense, some for acceleration, some for strength enhancement, some for spiritual energy recovery... it was simply a mobile treasure vault.

A Jile Sect Golden Core Stage Disciple named Pang Wan, a burly, reckless man.

He saw a set of Source Energy Armor land at his feet, and without a second word, he picked it up and put it on.

The moment the battle armor was on his body, Pang Wan felt his whole body filled with power.

He tried throwing a punch, and the wind force was actually three times stronger than usual!

"Hahaha! This battle armor is awesome!" Pang Wan laughed up at the sky. "With this thing, I can take on ten people!"