My Artifacts Can Upgrade Infinitely

Night enveloped the land, and a murderous aura permeated the howling wind.

The wind was strong, letting out a low whistle as it passed through the treetops. The leaves rustled in the breeze, sounding like nature’s symphony.

Dim moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, illuminating patches of grass in the forest.

Black flames burned fiercely, coalescing into a shield that blocked the invading Evil Qi for Zhao Zuo. However, the truly fatal threat was the Sky-Breaking Saber, which descended like a falling meteorite.

Wu Fadu only sensed the danger when the Sky-Breaking Saber was two meters above his head. While his right hand was engaged with Shen Yunjiao, his left hand formed a Dharma Seal.

In an instant, the Ghost Slayer Shield vanished from before Zhao Zuo, reappearing at extreme speed to block the Sky-Breaking Saber’s descent.

"CLANG!"

The Sky-Breaking Saber collided with the Ghost Slayer Shield. Its cyan wind blades sliced at the shield’s menacing skull pattern. The already thin, gray Evil Qi grew even fainter, leaving only a wispy layer behind.

"Break!"

Shen Yunjiao flicked her right hand, sending out a Willow Leaf Dart. It exploded in mid-flight like a blooming poppy, each red arc a slender stamen, looking utterly lethal as they enveloped Wu Fadu from all directions.

At the critical moment, Wu Fadu channeled Mana to his feet. With a fluctuation of Mana, he forcefully shifted about two meters to his left. His movement also severed the continuous flow of Mana he was supplying to the Ghost Slayer Shield.

The next second, a powerful cyan airflow suddenly converged. The Sky-Breaking Saber, now completely wreathed in a cyan tempest, shattered the stalemate.

"CRUNCH."

An incredibly dull, piercing sound rang out, spreading in all directions.

With unstoppable might, the Sky-Breaking Saber pierced through the Ghost Slayer Shield. Although its speed was slightly affected, it continued on toward Wu Fadu’s chest.

"CLINK."

Wu Fadu swung his Defiled Blood Saber to knock the Sky-Breaking Saber aside. He stared death at Zhao Zuo, the blood vessels in his eyes converging on his pupils. Zhao Zuo could feel a terrifying resentment radiating from him.

"I will make sure you die!"

He pulled a Bone Flute from his waist, put it to his lips, and blew for a few seconds while pulling away from the two of them. However, Zhao Zuo didn’t hear the Bone Flute make any sound.

"He’s probably calling for his allies." Shen Yunjiao immediately advanced to close the distance, continuing to tie down the enemy.

Zhao Zuo divided his attention, commanding the Sky-Breaking Saber to fly back to his side. He then reached out and tapped the blade, and with an infusion of Mana from within him, the Sky-Breaking Saber was revitalized.

With a flick of his finger, the Sky-Breaking Saber shot toward Wu Fadu once more.

At the same time, Zhao Zuo gripped the Black Flame Saber with both hands. Black flames gathered into the shape of a dragon, roaming in a three-meter radius around him. Meanwhile, Shen Yunjiao was continuously throwing large porcelain vials. The poison couldn’t be completely ineffective; if it had no effect, that just meant the concentration wasn’t high enough!

In the blink of an eye, the Sky-Breaking Saber struck again. Wu Fadu, currently tied up by Shen Yunjiao, had no time to dodge and could only block it head-on. A blood-red bead on his wrist suddenly shattered, and a dense cloud of bloody qi formed a barrier in an attempt to stop the Sky-Breaking Saber.

The bloody barrier was extremely thick and emanated a dense, sanguine stench. After the Sky-Breaking Saber flew into it, it was like being plunged into a quagmire. Its flight speed dropped rapidly, and even the cyan Gang Wind enveloping its surface began to dim.

’Corrosion. Spirit-dampening.’

This was a rather insidious Demon Path technique. It was made by Refining various types of foul blood, ultimately creating a special poisonous mist capable of corroding the Spirit Patterns on a Magical Artifact—and Spirit Patterns were the core of every Magical Artifact.

The substance was vicious. Zhao Zuo immediately strode forward to attack. The Black Flame dragon shadow smashed into the blood mist, and the high-temperature flames reacted violently with the bloody fog. Zhao Zuo hastily recalled his Sky-Breaking Saber.

At the same time, with a flick of his right hand, three Blazing Talismans ignited. Three orange-red fireballs, each about a meter in diameter, smashed into the thinning blood mist in succession.

Zhao Zuo found that some of the Spirit Patterns inside the Sky-Breaking Saber had indeed been corroded and dimmed. Fortunately, the damage wasn’t too severe. He had no time to feel sorry for his weapon and once again infused it with Mana, sending the Sky-Breaking Saber flying toward Wu Fadu.

"SWOOSH!"

He stomped a deep crater into the ground beneath him as he instantly closed in on the enemy, continuously slashing with his saber. The two of them, one in front and one behind, formed a pincer attack, forcing their opponent into a weary, passive defense.

But the enemy’s layer of blood mist was ultimately a nuisance. Whenever it was about to dissipate, he would activate another blood-red bead to replenish it, leaving Zhao Zuo with no choice but to use flames and Talismans to wear it down.

"He was definitely calling for help just now. We have to hurry up," Zhao Zuo said with some frustration. He hadn’t expected the enemy’s protective poison gas to be so troublesome. ’It seems taking him down without any damage is no longer realistic.’

"Taotie Stealing Essence." Shen Yunjiao extended her right hand, and a powerful suction force suddenly emerged from it, pulling Wu Fadu’s protective poison gas along the edge of her sword toward her palm.

Zhao Zuo immediately looked at Shen Yunjiao, who instantly returned a pre-arranged hand signal.

"Full-power attack."

With Shen Yunjiao pinning down the protective poison mist, Zhao Zuo could finally attack with his Sky-Breaking Saber at full power. At the same time, he kept swinging his own saber, leaving a series of shallow wounds on Wu Fadu.

"You use poison, too...?" Wu Fadu quickly realized his Antidote Pill was losing its effect. But now, facing a pincer attack from two people, he had no time to take out another Pill Medicine to swallow.

On the other side, the Sky-Breaking Saber streaked through the air, leaving a cyan arc in its wake.

"WHOOSH!"

As the number of wounds on his body increased, holes began to appear in Wu Fadu’s counterattacks and defense. His Spiritual Pressure became unstable, and the barrier of bloody Energy enveloping his body was now covered in cracks.