Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The true disciple of the Great River Sword Sect paused slightly at Jun Wuxie's warning, then a wry smile appeared on his face.

Did he care?

Clearly, he didn't.

This Jun Wuxie was much stronger than he had imagined, his growth rate too fast.

But did he think that would make him give up his determination to obtain the six-star armor?

Impossible!

He had absolute confidence in himself!

Whether Jun Wuxie could even obtain the armor was still a question.

Even if he really got the armor in the end, would he still be as vigorous as he was now?

"You are very confident, or rather, very arrogant, much like the previous disciples of your Sect Royal Academy. Although you all have good talent, in my opinion, without sufficient cultivation, you are just ordinary."

The true disciple of the Great River Sword Sect stood up, his sword robe fluttering in the wind, and smiled faintly, "Clearly so ordinary, yet so confident."

Jun Wuxie's eyes twitched violently upon hearing this.

A cold light burst out from his pupils!

The thing he couldn't stand the most was people from the Great River Sword Sect bringing up past senior brothers and sisters!

Those human head lanterns appeared in his mind.

Their expressions held no fear; not a single one of them showed the slightest fear at the moment of death!

Even knowing what a tragic end they would face, they remained fearless and dauntless.

Perhaps this was the spirit passed down by the Sect Royal Academy for thousands of years.

Fervor, dauntlessness, bravery, resilience!

"Wuxie, I'll guard this place; you can focus on taking the armor," Qin Keqing retreated to the bottom of the stone platform's steps, saying, "Be careful!"

Jun Wuxie took a deep breath, calmed the emotions surging in his heart, and glanced coldly at the true disciple of the Great River Sword Sect in the distant forest before turning to face the floating armor.

The silver-gray armor was covered in runes, with faint light occasionally shining within the grooves of the runes.

His muscles tensed all over, and his blood flowed through his limbs and bones, filling every inch of his flesh, making his skin appear as if cast in a layer of gold.

He first tried to envelop the armor with his blood energy.

There was no reaction, but the armor remained motionless, difficult to shake.

It was as if rooted in the air.

Jun Wuxie reached out his hand, and the moment he touched the armor,

that faint baleful aura suddenly erupted.

The runes on it instantly shone several times brighter than before.

A terrifying force surged out, slamming into his body with a bang.

Jun Wuxie grunted, staggering back several steps, feeling a slight pain in his body.

He couldn't help but be stunned; the baleful aura hadn't invaded his body.

It seemed it wasn't as serious as he had imagined.

He circulated his blood energy to envelop his entire body, strengthening his defense, and reached out to take the armor again.

Boom!

The armor once again unleashed a fierce energy, this time blasting him back more than ten steps, his blood churning within his body.

He continued to take the armor.

The armor's counterattack became more and more violent, causing blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.

Below the stone platform, Qin Keqing watched nervously.

No wonder this armor had remained here until now.

Jun Wuxie's physical body was so strong, yet he was repeatedly blasted back in the barrier and even suffered minor injuries.

One could imagine what it was like for Wang Yao and the true disciple of the Great River Sword Sect when they tried to take the armor.

"Why do you have to resist? You've been sealed here for so long; don't you want to shine with your original glory again, just like you did in the past?"

Jun Wuxie said coldly. After touching it several times, he finally understood that the baleful aura on it was actually a wisp of spiritual obsession left behind by the armor's previous owner that was about to dissipate.

This person might not be the master of the Nanshan Secret Realm but should be his subordinate or disciple or something like that.

After all, for existences like the master of the secret realm, if they needed to wear armor, then the grade of the armor would definitely be higher than six stars!

As his voice fell,

Jun Wuxie charged up again, his hands tightly gripping the left and right corners of the armor.

The runes on it continued to shine, and energy was continuously released, impacting his hands and his body.

After a few breaths of stalemate, Jun Wuxie was once again blasted back, this time directly blasted out of the barrier.

His body landed, and just as he steadied himself, his throat felt sweet, and blood surged up, spurting out.

"Wuxie, are you alright?"

Qin Keqing was startled. Jun Wuxie's physical body was so strong that he had actually suffered internal injuries. If it were someone else, wanting to obtain this armor would be impossible!

Unless that woman in purple or Xiao Tianming came.

In the forest, the true disciple of the Great River Sword Sect was both shocked and excited.

He was shocked that Jun Wuxie's physical body was so strong!

Earlier, when he saw Jun Wuxie easily kill Wang Yao, his assessment of his physical strength was already very high.

But only when he truly tried to take the armor did he realize that Jun Wuxie's physical body was much stronger than he had imagined!

He and Wang Yao had only slightly touched the armor before being blasted out, both of them suffering serious injuries, their internal organs shattered, and their meridians almost broken.

Jun Wuxie, however, charged up again and again, and now he was directly confronting the armor for a long time. Although he was eventually blasted away and spat blood, it didn't seem as serious as their previous injuries!

"Today, I must take this armor!"

Jun Wuxie's stubbornness flared up. He calmed the churning blood in his body and charged into the barrier again.

His golden blood energy surged, and like last time, he held the armor tightly in his hands, no matter how the armor vibrated, his fingers didn't loosen even a bit, using his blood energy to forcibly resist.

A storm of energy erupted between the person and the armor, wave after wave spreading out from the barrier, impacting the surroundings, covering a radius of tens of meters.

"You can only use a little bit of the armor's surface power after all!"

Jun Wuxie said to the armor. He could feel that the armor's counterattack was gradually weakening.

Obviously, this power was constantly being worn away in multiple counterattacks.

At the same time, the traces of baleful aura on the armor were also gradually fading.

That wisp of obsession was finally dying out.

At the moment of its demise, Jun Wuxie felt a trace of longing and reluctance through the armor in his hand.

The blood from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the armor. At the moment the obsession within the armor disappeared, the runes on it lit up with a dazzling light.

The armor in his hands was incomparably radiant.

The light was blinding, making it difficult to look directly at, causing pain in the eyes.

After a moment, the armor quickly shrank, eventually turning into a point of light and merging into Jun Wuxie's body.

Instantly, he felt a very close connection between himself and the armor!

"Did the armor just recognize me as its master?"

He was stunned, quite surprised. He had just done it unintentionally; the blood dripping from his mouth wasn't intentional.

Now that the armor had recognized him as its master, he had originally wanted to give it to Qin Keqing to wear.

After all, her current physical condition seemed stable, but in reality, problems could arise at any time due to external pressure.

She needed the protection of high-grade armor even more.

"He actually got it!"

In the forest, the true disciple of the Great River Sword Sect, his eyes instantly blazed, as bright as two lamps!

Although the armor had already recognized its master, it didn't prevent him from killing Jun Wuxie, dripping blood again, and establishing a connection with the armor.