The power is extremely strong, capable of increasing one’s power to a Tier-7 level once worn, but it requires a massive amount of blood sacrifices.
Sinclair Blacktail fled all the way, his injuries from severing five tails causing him to feel dizzy. He knew he couldn’t go on . He needed to find enough sacrifices quickly, so that he could use the Fox Mask again, and with the strength of a Tier-7, he could heal himself, at least recovering to three tails.
As he was planning, whether to find a remote village within the Wood Dynasty territory and sacrifice all villagers, or go back to the Nine Witch Demon Court to find demons to sacrifice, he suddenly saw a large bird flying from the front.
The bird was extremely ferocious. Sinclair Blacktail, severely injured, responded a bit slowly. He then saw a bright light shooting towards him, unbelievably fast. Before he knew it, a bloody hole appeared on his forehead!
The overwhelming sword energy, invisible to the naked eye, completely destroyed all his vitality.
Sinclair Blacktail’s eyes widened in shock, full of unwillingness in his heart: Did I really fall here?!
No, it can’t be. I was born humble, endured all kinds of bullying when I was young, yet managed to become a clan leader through my hard work. I should’ve continued my rise against the odds, obtained the Treasures in The Copper Gorge Extinction Domain, broke my own shackles, becoming a peerless powerhouse, then entered the court to hold great power, led the Nine Witch Demon Court to counterattack the Human Race, destroyed the Wood Dynasty and unified the Eight Desolates...
Magpie carried Owen Bertram flying in the air. Owen Bertram grabbed Sinclair Blacktail’s demon soul, then opened his free Storage Brocade Pouch, and packed Sinclair Blacktail’s corpse and Fox Mask into it.
The Fox Mask was too strange, Owen Bertram didn’t dare to touch it for the time being. But it was definitely a good treasure!
Because of the fear of the Fox Mask, Owen Bertram even didn’t use his own Flying Sword, instead, he let Lord shoot out a Sword Pill, ensuring a fatal blow, giving Sinclair Blacktail no chance at all.
"Phew–" Owen Bertram let out a long breath. The real gains from his trip to Copper Gorge were the Ancient Sword and Fox Mask; Lioyd Sect, Scott Clan, and Mechanism Beehive Fort and Poison Shadow Oak were out of his league.
Owen Bertram rode on Magpie, found the Divine Heavenly Soldier, and after checking with a sigh of resignation, it was indeed completely ruined, the God-slaying Break and Spiritual Pomegranate Sniper had also been squeezed into a lump of iron.
The only consolation was that the Heavenly Divine Iron was still there, so he just had to reforge a new Divine Heavenly Soldier.
Then Owen Bertram’s mind started to wander again, looking around, estimating how much time he had to find the Spiritual Treasure Embryo.
The news of the Spiritual Treasure Embryo’s birth must not have just attracted the group of people who were turned into sacrifices. There must also be many Cultivators who received the news a bit later and rushed over.
These Cultivators were actually nothing to worry about, most of them were weak and inexperienced, and they came here purely on luck.
But Owen Bertram guessed there must also be some powerful people who, just like himself, saw the strangeness of this case, were not willing to take risks lightly, but also did not want to miss out on such an opportunity. They probably stayed outside Copper Gorge, waiting for further news.
With such a commotion inside Copper Gorge, those powerful entities outside must have sensed it by now, and they would gradually enter Copper Gorge, and head straight here.
The Cultivators who could arrive soonest must have flown here, their power was likely to have reached the Sixth Great Realm. The number of them must be extremely few, but if he encountered them, he was likely to be at a disadvantage.
And, although the Spiritual Treasure Embryo had a mutual destruction battle with Sinclair Blacktail... it wouldn’t be easy for him to take it into possession.
Things might take a turn for the worst if he was not careful.
Owen Bertram sighed regretfully, suppressing his own greed and preparing to leave. But suddenly, he looked up and noticed the sky had darkened.
Owen Bertram had a sudden inspiration and pulled out Lord.