Chapter 459: Something Unforeseen

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Black Yuan Lord only began to look around after doing all these.

“Demon Soul Lord.”

The latter was the first person he looked toward. His voice, which was broad and seemed to contain a special magical power, rang out on the battlefield.

“This Dao Weapon is now in my hands. If you’re not happy about that, come at me as you will. I’ll be glad to entertain.”

After he finished speaking, the lords from Marquis Cangyue’s camp could not but become silent, and their facial complexions became rather unsightly.

They were well aware that if the Dao Weapon was in Loftiness Lord’s hands, they would have some hope of obtaining it by fighting. However, now that it had fallen into Black Yuan Lord’s hands…

They would have to kill him in order to obtain the weapon. However, not only was he extremely strong, but his body was acknowledged to be number one among both camps. Even if the two Marquises personally worked together, they would not have absolute confidence about killing him.

And without the Marquises, they were utterly incapable of killing him, and naturally would not be able to take the weapon.

“Black Yuan Lord.” Demon Soul Lord spoke, clenching her teeth. “You ought to know that my Marquis considers the long spear to be a magic weapon. The Dao Weapon you just received suits him perfectly.”

“I know.” Black Yuan Lord nodded slowly. “I’ll eventually pass this Dao Weapon to Marquis Piaoxue. Your Marquis shall have to discuss it with him.”

Demon Soul Lord’s face sank, and she said little else.

The lords from Marquis Cangyue’s camp were now gathered together. Although most of their attention was focused on Black Yuan Lord, some of them would look at Jian Wushuang from time to time.

“It’s all because of that little fella!”

“If not for his Realms, we would certainly have killed Loftiness Lord and seized the Dao Weapon before Black Yuan Lord arrived!”

“It’s the Realms’ fault!”

Lords from Marquis Cangyue’s camp glared at Jian Wushuang with resentment.

Marquis Piaoxue’s camp had a different reaction.

“Haha, our young swordsman friend.”

“Swordsman brother, your strength is truly outstanding.”

Many lords clustered beside Jian Wushuang. Every one of them treated him warmly and no longer put on the airs of a lord.

After all, Jian Wushuang’s use of strength during the battle had already proven that he was no weaker than a lord though he was only a Saint Realm