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"I am the first to recognize you as master of this Dao weapon magic saber. No one has any objections, right?"

Yue Zhongtian took a deep breath, restraining the surging qi and blood in his body and his injuries. Looking at the slightly pale face of Mo Wugou, Mo Wuji and the others, he said arrogantly.

"You are the first, but I must be the second!" Mo Wugou gritted his teeth as he spoke in a low voice.

A large amount of blood flowed into the magic knife. Yue Zhongtian immediately felt a death intent appearing in the magic knife and refining his own blood. His expression instantly darkened.

"Path of Darkness, fuse!"

Yue Zhongtian didn't understand the Dao of Death. He could only try fusing twenty Dao of darkness patterns into the Demon Saber to restrain the Dao of Death in the Demon Saber.

However, the moment the twenty Dao of darkness marks entered the magic knife, Yue Zhongtian could clearly feel a terrifying power forming inside the magic knife. As the Dao of darkness was crushed, it attacked Yue Zhongtian.

"Bam!"

Caught off guard, both of Yue Zhongtian's arms suffered a backlash from the devil blade and were almost broken. His body lost control and he was knocked back several meters by the devil blade. A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"It's my turn!"

Seeing that Yue Zhongtian had failed to recognize the main blade, Mo Wugou secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He immediately walked towards the main blade, and impatiently acknowledged Yue Zhongtian as his master.

"Zhongtian, are you alright?"

Yue Bingyu asked with concern as she saw Yue Zhongtian walk back with a gloomy face and both of his arms bleeding.

"I'm fine!"

Yue Zhong stared at the Dao-item Dao-blade with dissatisfaction, unable to accept the fact that he had failed to recognize the master.

Just now, when the Demon Saber had devoured a Celestial Lord in the Moon, Mo Wugou's powerful soul had felt the Dao Insight of Death within the blade. Earlier, when he roamed the Western Continent, he had been fortunate enough to comprehend two Dao of Death Inscriptions, so he had the confidence to recognize this Dao Tool Demon Saber as his master.

"Hu!"

Demonshine took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, bit his finger, and shot a drop of blood essence into the Demon Saber.

Following which, two lines of Dao of Death gushed out of Mo Wugou's body and merged into the demon sword.

"Death Mark! He actually comprehended two Death Mark!"

As Yue Zhongtian saw the two Dao of Death marks that Mo Wugou had condensed, his heart madly jumped. He had a feeling that the greatest lucky chance he had encountered in the Dragon Lake was about to pass him by.

After fusing with the pattern of death that Mo Wugou had shot into, the agitated Demon Saber gradually calmed down, allowing the blood essence flowing along the blade's body to merge into the Demon Saber.

Seeing that the demon sword didn't conflict with his own blood essence, Mo Wuji was overjoyed. He continued to force out a massive amount of blood essence, fusing it into the Dao Artifact Demon Saber.

Soon, the demonic blade absorbed the blood essence of Mo Wuji and established a connection with him.

"A low-grade Dao weapon, a Heavenly Demon Dao weapon. It contains the will of death!"

Recognizing the master tool magic blade, the information on this magic blade immediately appeared in Mo Wugou's mind.

Although with his half-step Warbeast Emperor Realm strength, he was unable to display the full might of the Heavenly Demon Dao Weapon, with the Heavenly Demon Dao Weapon, Mo Wugou had the ability to kill a second level Battle-Beast Emperor.

"Withdraw!"

With a thought, he placed the Heavenly Demon Dao weapon back into his body, slowly controlling the fires of life to refine it.

"Damn, he really got the Demon Saber."

As he watched Mo Wuren keep his Heavenly Demon Dao-soldiers, flames of envy burst out from Yue Zhongtian's eyes, his heart was bleeding, and he was going crazy with jealousy.

Never in his dreams did he imagine that after spending his trump card, he would end up marrying for someone else.

"Brother Yue, I'm already very satisfied with getting this Heavenly Demon Dao-soldier. If I were to obtain another great opportunity, I definitely won't fight with you over it."

Looking at the dark expression on Yue Zhongtian's face, whose eyes were shining with a murderous light, Mo Wugou who was in a good mood expressed his stance.

"Alright!"

Hearing what Mo Wugou said, Yue Zhongtian's face eased up a little and he quickly swallowed a pill. He sat cross-legged on the ground to recuperate.

About half a day later, aside from the heavily injured Demon Baifeng, Zhongtian, Mo Wugou and the others had already recovered from their injuries and consumed their soul power.

However, they didn't immediately leave this dangerous place, but continued to search for opportunities and strengthen themselves.

As the days passed, Ye Zichen continued to mesmerize the divine brain for around four days, before finally imprinting the twenty Death Dao Imprints on the Death Monument into the brain.

After successfully imprinting the Death Dao Imprint, Ye Zichen immediately calmed down, then eliminated all distracting thoughts and comprehended the extremely destructive Death Dao Insight.

Once he could cultivate his Death Dao Insight to the Second Heavenly Layer, his attack power would increase by a level.

"Hmm, what is it? What is he doing?"

Just as Blackstone and the others sat down cross-legged and waited for Yue Zhongtian, they were suddenly awoken by a powerful killing power. They all opened their eyes and noticed that the terrifying killing power was emitted by Ye Zichen.

Under the simulation of the mind devouring, Ye Zichen spent a day to comprehend the Death Dao Insight to the first layer.

At this moment, the Eight-Shura Art began to circulate uncontrollably. Furthermore, its circulation speed became faster and faster as it crazily refined the thick killing intent accumulated in Ye Chen's body.

In less than the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, a sixth killing circle appeared behind Ye Zichen.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Ye Chenfeng condensed the seventh killing aura ring. The killing aura contained within the killing aura had reached an extremely terrifying level.

"So, the cultivation of the Asura Art of Eight Flashes is basically a Dao Insight of Death. Only by cultivating the Dao Insight of Death to the First Heavenly Layer can one cultivate the Asura Art of Eight Flashes to a higher level, to the Great Perfection Stage."

When he felt that he was able to reach the seventh stage of the Eight Shura Technique within two incense sticks of time, Ye Zichen finally understood why he was unable to condense the sixth killing aura even though he had accumulated enough killing intent.

With the help of the seventh killing circle's amplitude, Ye Chenfeng's attack power had increased greatly once again. However, he did not know that Mo Wugou had obtained a low-grade Dao Artifact from the hundred li of tombs, which posed a fatal threat to him.

Ye Zichen calmed down after reaching the seventh stage of the Eight Flashes Asura skill, then continued to understand the road of death.

After about half a day, in the scar-riddled Mid Moon, Mo Wugou and the rest finally broke out of the Hundred Miles Graveyard.

After searching for a few days, Yue Zhongtian and the others finally found a few more lucky chances within the tombs, greatly increasing their strength.

However, they knew Ye Chenfeng's value very well, so they did not attack immediately, nor did they reveal their Heavenly Demon Dao-soldiers. After resting for about a day, they left the tomb and continued to fly deeper into the Desolate Domain.