CHAPTER 20

However, Xiao Tian was unaware of the horror of the artifact spirit. The power of an artifact spirit wasn’t measured by the artifact’s level but by the spirit sealed within it.

Once the sword spirit awakened, Xiao Tian suddenly felt an intense cold, as if a chilling breeze was flowing from his hair down to his toes. His vision darkened slightly, and a terrifying aura began to envelop his surroundings. Xiao Tian did not realize that he had become colder than before; his once furious gaze now turned into a chillingly empty stare, causing anyone who looked at him to shudder in fear.

Unaware of the change within himself, Xiao Tian was controlled by the ancient sword in his hand. His hand was lifted automatically, drawing the sword with a smooth yet deadly motion toward the two remaining enemies. His voice came out cold and eerie, “Become my food!” The voice was not like Xiao Tian’s usual tone; it carried a dark power with every word.

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