Chapter 40: The Nameless Cave
The world suddenly quieted down, silent and still.
Looking at Qiao Guanyuan’s headless body as it fell to the ground with a thud, blood spurting out, Chen Li’s body swayed slightly before standing straight once more.
"Heh, just like that!"
Chen Li’s gaze swept around; in the distance, shadows flickered, and faint sounds could be heard, indicating more people were approaching due to the disturbance. Fortunately, for the moment, they still dared not come too close.
"I can’t stay here!" Straining to keep upright, he endured the intense pain throughout his body and took several steps forward. He then bent down to pick up the silver Magic Artifact that had fallen to the ground.
It was a small sword without a hilt, exquisitely made, and covered with dense mystical runes.
Clearly, it was a high-level Magic Artifact.
He took a glance at it and tucked it into his waistband.
He stood up, and the simple act of bending and straightening caused blood to uncontrollably surge upward, which he forcefully swallowed down. He did not even glance at the other Magic Artifacts scattered on the ground but hurried back the way he had come.
He was injured.
Taking a direct hit from a Magic Artifact at close range was no small feat.