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446: Chapter 446 Situ E was furious as he watched the encirclement break up.

However, before his laughter had even faded, a foot descended from the sky, kicking him flying.

An Elder of the Jile Sect at the Early Stage Nascent Soul Stage snatched the battle armor and sneered, "A Golden Core Stage piece of trash, and you think you're worthy of wearing this?"

Pang Wan climbed up from the ground, his face covered in blood, but the unwillingness and anger in his eyes were almost spitting fire.

He wanted to rush up and fight to the death, but reason told him that the gap between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Golden Core Stage could not be bridged by a set of battle armor.

He could only grit his teeth and turn his gaze to another set of battle armor that had not yet been snatched.

But there, seven or eight people were already standing, fighting fiercely over it.

Fists, kicks, Magical Artifacts, spirit talismans... all manner of attack methods were unleashed, sending flesh and blood flying.

A Disciple at the Foundation Establishment Stage had just snatched the battle armor when he was pierced through the back by the sword of a fellow Senior Brother; before his body even hit the ground, the battle armor was snatched away by someone else.

"All of you, stop!"

Situ E's voice exploded like thunder, carrying the pressure of the Half-step Saint Realm, attempting to bring the situation under control.

But he discovered that absolutely no one was listening to him.

These people's eyes were already red, so red they looked like they were about to drip blood.

Xu Ruyu had previously deliberately displayed those Spiritual Artifacts one by one, from the Thunder Roar Cannon to the psionic rocket launcher, from the qi-breaking gun to the sniper rifle, from the Source Energy Armor to various Magical Artifacts, explaining every single one in meticulous detail—

how great their power was, how exquisite their Array Pattern were, and how precious their materials were.

Those words were like hooks, drawing out the greed in these people's hearts little by little, pulling it up to their throats, until it could no longer be suppressed.

At this moment, these Spiritual Artifacts were scattered at their feet, within easy reach.

Who still cared about any orders? Who still cared about any formation? Who still cared about the Hehuan Sect?

In their eyes, there were only those Spiritual Artifacts.

The Golden Core Stage Sword Cultivators of the Tianshu Sword Sect were not spared either.

Although they were disciplined, faced with these Spiritual Artifacts that could be called Divine Artifacts, their years of mental cultivation instantly collapsed.

A young Sword Cultivator at the Golden Core Initial Stage snatched a qi-breaking gun, so excited his hands were shaking, "The Array Pattern on this gun... the Array Pattern on this gun can actually resonate with my Sword Qi!

Master said that only the most top-tier Spiritual Artifacts can resonate with a Sword Cultivator's Sword Qi!

This... this is at least a Spirit Treasure level item!"

His Senior Brother snatched it away, "Your cultivation is too low, you can't control it, give it to Senior Brother to use."

"Senior Brother, you—"

"Shut up! After we return, Senior Brother will compensate you."

The young Sword Cultivator bit his lip, his eyes red, but he dared not resist.

He could only turn his gaze to another qi-breaking gun that had not yet been snatched, and rushed over desperately.

Ancestor Wandu and Blood Axe Ancestor of the Jile Sect snatched the Thunder Roar Cannon, but their greed was not satisfied by this.

The two's gazes turned to the six sets of Source Energy Armor.

"Old Poison, should you and I get a set too?" Blood Axe Ancestor licked his lips, "The Array Pattern on that battle armor make me envious just looking at them."

"Hmph, you, someone at the Early Saint Realm, still need that kind of thing?" Ancestor Wandu said disdainfully, but his gaze did not move away from the battle armor.

"You can never have too many good things." Blood Axe Ancestor chuckled and strode towards the battle armor.

However, before he had taken a few steps, he saw a scene that made him furious—Protector Elder Han Yu of the Tianshu Sword Sect had, after repelling Lu Fengxian, directly stowed away two sets of Source Energy Armor.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

Blood Axe Ancestor roared, swinging his blood axe, and a blood-red axe light tore through the night sky, heading straight for Han Yu.

Han Yu's expression changed drastically, and he held his long sword horizontally in front of him, blocking with all his might.

With a loud "clang," Han Yu was sent flying more than ten zhang, crashing into the mountain wall, blood spraying from his mouth.

"Elder!"

Several Disciples of the Tianshu Sword Sect exclaimed.

But Han Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; there was no fear in his eyes, only deeper greed.

He looked at the blood axe in Blood Axe Ancestor's hand, then looked at the battle armor in his own Storage Pouch, and suddenly laughed, "Early Saint Realm... is nothing much."

Blood Axe Ancestor frowned and was about to strike with another axe, but was stopped by Ancestor Wandu.

"Blood Axe, don't be impulsive," Ancestor Wandu's hoarse voice rang out, "Now is not the time to fall out with the Tianshu Sword Sect."

"What are you afraid of? I can slaughter them all by myself!"

"And then what? How would you answer to Cult Leader Situ?" Ancestor Wandu said coldly, "The Tianshu Sword Sect is here to cooperate, not to be enemies."

Blood Axe Ancestor snorted and put away his blood axe, but the killing intent in his eyes did not diminish at all.

By this time, the Nascent Soul Stage experts of the Jile Sect had already divided up the remaining Spiritual Artifacts.

Of the three Thunder Roar Cannons, one was snatched by Ancestor Wandu, one by Blood Axe Ancestor, and one was stowed away by Han Qianqiu.

The psionic rocket launcher was snatched by Han Yu of the Tianshu Sword Sect, but he paid the price of a serious injury for it.

All five sniper rifles were stowed away by Wan Hongzhuang, who was currently locked in a fierce battle with Meiji.

Of the six sets of Source Energy Armor, two were snatched by Han Yu, one by Blood Axe Ancestor, one by Ancestor Wandu, and the remaining two were snatched by two Elders of the Jile Sect at the Late Nascent Soul Stage, one each.

The dozen or so qi-breaking guns were snatched up by the Golden Core Stage Disciples, resulting in at least five or six people being seriously injured and two dying.

As for those who did not manage to snatch any Spiritual Artifacts, their eyes were full of jealousy and unwillingness.

They stared intently at those who had snatched the Spiritual Artifacts, calculating in their minds how to take them away once the battle ended.

The Jile Sect's encirclement was in complete disarray.

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