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"Clang————" The two epic swords clashed head-on. Xi Luo's cultivation level was far below Chen Xuanfeng's, so he was naturally sent flying. However, his strength also surprised Chen Xuanfeng, causing the silver-haired werewolf to shudder and halt his attack.

"You..." Chen Xuanfeng clearly sensed that Xi Luo's attack power had improved since their last encounter. But this was no time for idle talk; he needed to quickly reach the human Sword Masters. Yet Xi Luo retreated only to advance again, and in the short span of a few dozen meters, he had already clashed with Chen Xuanfeng seven times. Although he vomited blood and was injured each time, he significantly delayed Chen Xuanfeng's progress. Moreover, since he was not a Sword Master, his injuries were immediately healed by the Light Priests behind him, allowing him to temporarily hold off Chen Xuanfeng's assault.

"Tch, damn it, move aside!" After being blocked several times, Chen Xuanfeng's anger flared. His left hand's Tiger Soul Blade suddenly turned purple, and with a single strike, he sent Xi Luo flying. At the same time, the Sword of Divine Punishment in his right hand erupted with a vast platinum sword light, which flew out and struck the "Dead Black Box" from a distance.

"Crack, crack—" Even though the Sword Master's domain was sturdy, it could not withstand the Platinum Lightning infused with divine power. Upon contact with the sword energy, it immediately shattered. However, as the dark domain disintegrated, the scene revealed within made Chen Xuanfeng gasp sharply. From the moment the domain was activated to its destruction, only a dozen breaths had passed, yet over a thousand orc warriors inside had already been annihilated, including two Sword Emperors who now lay dead on the ground.

"Hmph, very good, very good indeed," said Chen Xuanfeng. "Hades, you will become the third Sword Master I kill after Morova!" Although Chen Xuanfeng's soul was that of a reincarnated individual, he still felt a kinship with the orcs. Seeing a fellow Saint Domain shamelessly slaughtering ordinary warriors, he couldn't help but feel enraged and charged forward with his blades.

Tan Yueer and Carol, though also Sword Masters, were not as efficient in killing as the dark-aligned Hades. Thus, they had not yet finished off the orcs within their domains. However, they dared not leave Xi Luo and Hades to face Chen Xuanfeng alone, so they simultaneously deactivated their domains, leaving behind a group of heavily wounded orcs. However, these orcs were unlikely to escape death, as they were surrounded by a large number of human warriors. In the end, only two Sword Emperors and one Sword Master managed to escape.

With three Sword Masters joining forces and Xi Luo's sudden increase in combat power, Chen Xuanfeng no longer felt confident in victory. Last time, he had managed to kill the Knight of the Flame Phoenix, Morova, by catching him off guard, but this time, such an opportunity was unlikely.

However, after setting aside his killing intent, Chen Xuanfeng quickly noticed the changes in Xi Luo.

"Light power... dark power... So that's it. I just felt that your sword had grown stronger. Did you find and absorb the fragments of the forbidden light and dark curse marks? No wonder. The light forbidden curse mark was originally a treasure of the Holy Temple, and the location of its destruction would naturally be recorded. It's possible that research on how to recover it has been ongoing all these years. Now that your importance has greatly increased, it's only natural that you would receive assistance in this regard."

Xi Luo did not respond to Chen Xuanfeng's words, but his expression seemed to confirm the werewolf's speculation. The "Hero's Sword" was originally a divine weapon forged by the Twelve Sages using the marks of eight elemental forbidden curses. Previously, Xi Luo had only collected the marks of ice, fire, and wind, which already granted him Saint Domain-level attack power. Now, with the addition of the two strongest elemental marks, light and dark, his strength had naturally doubled. Although his power was only manifested in attack power, since his body did not reject healing magic like a Sword Master's, he could be even more troublesome with a large number of priests supporting him. At the very least, he could be resurrected with a Greater Resurrection spell.

With Chen Xuanfeng holding off the four human Sword Master-level experts, the battlefield situation once again tilted in favor of the orcs. Although the earlier Sword Master ambush had nearly collapsed the orc offensive, allowing the humans to retake the square, when the Orc King could no longer hold back and sent out thirty Warcraft Orc Warriors, they immediately killed many Holy Temple experts, including three Holy Grail Knights, breaking through the human lines once more.

However, what puzzled Chen Xuanfeng was that, faced with such a situation, the young human Sword Masters did not show any particular tension, anger, or despair. Instead, they focused solely on restraining Chen Xuanfeng, which made the silver-haired werewolf suspect something unusual: "I remember during the Northern Country war a few years ago, when the Holy Temple realized that supporting the barbarians from behind the scenes would not lead to victory, they immediately decided to use a forbidden curse to destroy both the barbarian allies and the orc army. Their decisiveness still leaves me in awe to this day. Now that the orcs have reached their stronghold, does the Holy Temple truly have no means of counterattack?"

"Speaking of which, Xi Luo, there's no way out of Saint Spirit Mountain now, yet you all don't seem the least bit anxious. Do you still have a way to turn the tide?"

Such a question naturally received no answer, but the young Sword Masters, after all, maintained the pride of Saint Domain experts and could not bring themselves to lie. They could only silently intensify their attacks. This attitude naturally confirmed Chen Xuanfeng's suspicions, but without a concrete answer, he could neither take effective defensive measures nor ask the orc forces to change their tactics. He could only gradually tighten his offense and remain vigilant.

However, as the battle reached this stage, the humans' final plan could no longer remain hidden. Just as two more orc squads joined the fray, a sudden change occurred.

A grand voice suddenly resounded throughout Saint Spirit Mountain.

The voice intoned, "The Lord says: Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."

As these words were spoken, countless snow-white light feathers scattered across the sky. Within a radius of several miles on the battlefield, all human warriors immediately felt their spirits lifted. Their injuries, exhaustion, and fatigue were all swept away. At the same time, the light feathers gathered around them, attaching to their weapons and armor. In moments, the metal armor became as transparent as crystal, radiating a dazzling light.