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But he did not give up. Instead, he silently activated the secret technique of Gale Nine Swords, preparing to launch a fatal strike.

Right at that moment, a deafening roar echoed across the heavens as five prominent figures rushed out from the central area of the Demon Emperor's grave.

Their faces were alight with irrepressible joy, evidently having found what they were seeking.

Gu Sheng and Wu Dewang simultaneously looked up, immediately spotting the treasures each of the five figures was holding. Each item emitted an overwhelming aura, enough to make hearts race.

Among them, the most eye-catching was the Eastern Desolation Human Clan's ancestral treasure held by Po Tian Zunzhe—a divine sword radiating dazzling seven-colored light!

"That's… the Eastern Desolation Human Clan's supreme treasure!" Gu Sheng exclaimed, a fiery glint appearing in his eyes. "I must obtain it!"

Wu Dewang also recognized the extraordinary nature of the treasure, his eyes flashing with a trace of greed. "Kid, that treasure is mine! If you want a sentient weapon, then exchange it with this treasure!"

With those words, his figure blurred as he charged straight toward the five prominent figures, clearly intending to seize the Eastern Desolation treasure.

Gu Sheng followed closely without hesitation. He knew this was his sole opportunity to reclaim a sentient weapon!

"Hahaha! The Eastern Desolation Human Clan's supreme treasure has finally appeared!" Po Tian Zunzhe laughed uproariously, brandishing the seven-colored divine sword in his hand. "This treasure belongs to me!"

The other four figures also stared at the divine sword, their eyes blazing with desire, but none dared to act recklessly.

After all, Po Tian Zunzhe's unrivaled prowess was evident. Trying to wrest the treasure from his grasp would be no simple feat.

Wu Dewang had already reached Po Tian Zunzhe. He activated the Big Broken Bowl treasure, and with its black glow swirling, he attempted to swallow the divine sword.

Po Tian Zunzhe was no ordinary figure. With a casual wave of the divine sword, a flash of swordlight utterly shattered the black glow.

"Hmph! A mere Taoist dares to vie for my treasure?" Po Tian Zunzhe sneered disdainfully, "Truly overestimating yourself!"

Wu Dewang was sent flying by the shockwave of the swordlight, his face filled with terror.

He hadn't anticipated Po Tian Zunzhe's power to be so monstrous, leaving him utterly powerless.

Just then, Gu Sheng charged into the fray, seizing the moment when Po Tian Zunzhe was distracted to strike at the divine sword with his own blade.

It was as though Po Tian Zunzhe had eyes on his back. Without even turning, he flicked the divine sword, effortlessly neutralizing Gu Sheng's attack.

"Kid, you too want to rob me of my treasure?" Po Tian Zunzhe turned around, fixing a cold glare on Gu Sheng. "You're looking for death!"

With that, his figure flashed as he attacked Gu Sheng, clearly intending to kill him in one swift strike!

Gu Sheng was shocked and quickly activated Gale Nine Swords to counter the attack.

However, the gap between his strength and Po Tian Zunzhe's was immense. Within moments, he was showing signs of defeat.

At this critical moment, a golden beam of light descended from the heavens, deflecting Po Tian Zunzhe's assault.

Gu Sheng squinted to see that it was Wu Dewang!

By now, Wu Dewang had already recovered from his injuries and unleashed the full power of the Big Broken Bowl treasure to save him.

"Taoist, you…" Gu Sheng looked gratefully at Wu Dewang, unsure of what to say. "Thank you for saving my life!"

"Cut the chatter! Quickly think of a way to seize that treasure!" Wu Dewang urged urgently, "That treasure absolutely cannot fall into Po Tian Zunzhe's hands!"

The two exchanged a look, and a mutual determination shone in their eyes.

Both knew that only by working together might they have a chance to snag the Eastern Desolation Human Clan's supreme treasure from Po Tian Zunzhe.

The five prominent figures had now also joined the battlefield, each fighting independently, vying for the treasure.

Meanwhile, Gu Sheng and Wu Dewang joined forces against Po Tian Zunzhe, creating a chaotic but evenly matched clash.

"Gale Nine Swords!" Gu Sheng shouted, sending nine swordlights simultaneously toward Po Tian Zunzhe.

This was the strongest swordsmanship he currently possessed, with each blade containing a terrifying force.

Po Tian Zunzhe, however, moved as though strolling leisurely among the nine swordlights.

Each time, he effortlessly dissolved Gu Sheng's attacks.

When Wu Dewang attempted a sneak attack, he too was sent flying by a thunderous punch from Po Tian Zunzhe.

Their combined efforts were completely ineffective against Po Tian Zunzhe!

This left both Gu Sheng and Wu Dewang feeling a shroud of despair.

"Let's go—the treasure belongs to whomever destiny favors!" Gu Sheng suddenly activated his space-jump secret technique, vanishing in a burst of light at his previous location.

"Kid, why are you running?" Wu Dewang followed quickly.

"Survival takes priority!" Gu Sheng recalled the battle with chills running down his spine.

Picking a fight with someone of divine power had indeed been recklessly audacious.

Though he had the secretly mastered space-jump technique, the difference in their levels was simply too overwhelming.

As the scene shifted to the heart of the ruins:

"Boom!"

In the center of the desolation, the Jubao Pan shimmered like a full moon, illuminating all directions. A cascade of radiant light spilled forth, resplendent clouds unfurled in thousands of hues. Rotating slowly, its luminous beams mesmerized all who set eyes upon it. The sentient weapons trembled incessantly, seemingly summoned by an unfathomable force, breaking through the void and converging toward the Jubao Pan.

"Haha, such treasures! This time, I've truly struck it rich!" The chubby Taoist's eyes gleamed, and his figure flashed as he lunged toward the sentient weapons.

The other cultivators quickly acted as well, unleashing spells and martial techniques in a frenzied scramble over the ruins.

On the outskirts, Gu Sheng fixed his gaze intently on the Jubao Pan. Suddenly, several rays of dazzling light shot toward him. Overjoyed, he hastily reached out to catch them. When the light dissipated, most of what fell into his hands turned out to be fragments of rubble from the Demon Emperor's grave.

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