Although Lu Ye had been promoted to 9th Heaven for several days, since he had not shown his cultivation in front of others since his promotion, the annotation on the Spirit Stream Ranking still listed him as 8th Heaven.
In the entire Spirit Stream battlefield, aside from Hua Ci, no one knew that he had been promoted to 9th Heaven.
The previous two times he had left the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest, his movements were quickly exposed, drawing numerous Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators to pursue and intercept him in a bustling chase.
This time, however, it was much quieter. He flew several hundred miles on his spirit ark before he saw three gleaming fleeing lights approaching rapidly in the distance.
In the Core Circle, many cultivators, for the sake of convenience in traveling, moved high in the sky, which generally didn’t pose too much risk. As long as one was sufficiently vigilant, even if encountered by an enemy, there was a chance to escape if one couldn’t overpower them—unless the speed difference was too great.
Seeing those three fleeing lights, Lu Ye flew directly towards them.
The three on the other side obviously saw Lu Ye as well and stopped to wait.
These three had unknown origins and destinations, and neither knew which faction Lu Ye belonged to, nor did Lu Ye know theirs. The only reason they dared to stop and wait was because they relied on having greater numbers.
If everyone belonged to the same faction, then naturally there would be no dispute. However, if they were from hostile factions, with three against one, they could take advantage.
The distance between them quickly closed.
When they were about thirty miles apart, one of the three suddenly felt a leap in his heart. Straining his Ocular Power, he peered towards Lu Ye and at the same time spoke out, "Senior Brother Li, does that guy look like Lu Yiye to you?"
The other two were startled. The cultivator addressed as Senior Brother Li said, "Don’t scare your brother."
Suddenly remembering that they were not too far from Ten Thousand Poisons Forest, it indeed could be possible to encounter the scoundrel Lu Yiye. They hastened to strain their Ocular Power, and what came into view was a young man swiftly approaching with a snow-white demon beast perched on his shoulder.
If it wasn’t Lu Yiye, who else could it be?
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"Run!" The one with the surname Li shouted, and the three fell into a panic, summoning their fleeing light to escape the area.
However, it was already too late. As the sound of air being torn apart rose, nine beams of light split into three batches and struck the three men.
With modest cultivation levels—two at 8th Heaven and one at 7th Heaven—how could they withstand the might of Lu Ye’s weapon control?
A brief scream echoed, and fresh blood scattered from the sky. By the time Lu Ye arrived at their original location, all three men had perished.
With his strength greatly increased after advancing to 9th Heaven, Lu Ye found it increasingly easy to slay these Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators.
Yiyi flashed out, casually cleaned up the battlefield, collected the spoils of war, and Lu Ye set off again.
Along the way, whenever he encountered a cultivator, Lu Ye would go forth to confirm their faction allegiance.
Over the next several days, every Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivator he came across was slain on the spot.
Three days later, Lu Ye appeared outside the protective array of a Ten Thousand Demons Ridge outpost known as Xuanqing Palace.
His eyes, augmented with Insight Spirit Runes, studied the nodes of the big array.
A cultivator with wide sleeves and a broad robe hurried over and, through the array’s light curtain, shouted at Lu Ye, "Who is there?"
After asking, he took a closer look at Lu Ye and his complexion drastically changed as he lost his voice in alarm, "Lu Yiye?"
The cultivator turned pale with fear, never expecting that the notorious Lu Yiye would suddenly appear outside their outpost. Moreover, given his posture, it was clear he came with malicious intent.
He quickly stimulated his spirit force and bellowed, "Lu Yiye is here!"
At his roar, the outpost instantly boiled with activity as streams of light soared into the sky, heading in that direction.
Outside the light curtain of the array, Lu Ye had already thrown out several array banners and as he took action, the light curtain within the covered area ceased its flow of spirit force.
He lifted his hand, flipping open a corner of the array as if lifting a curtain, and walked in nonchalantly.
By this time, a number of fast cultivators had arrived, and many more were on their way.
The few cultivators who had reached the spot saw Lu Ye breaking into their outpost and were in no mood for niceties. They all unleashed their techniques and hit out at Lu Ye. Explore more adventures at Freewebnovel
The instant the Boulder Mountain Saber was unsheathed, boosted by Move-Like-The-Wind Spirit Runes, Lu Ye’s figure flickered and dodged, masterfully avoiding all attacks as he rushed toward one of the cultivators. His hand lifted, the saber fell.
Blood splattered!
His form unceasingly darted forward, charging towards the next target...
In a mere three breaths, five bodies lay where they were, blood dripping from the Boulder Mountain Saber.
More cultivator figures converged, with a 9th Heaven cultivator bellowing loudly, "Lu Yiye, you’re courting death!"
For someone to single-handedly break into their outpost and kill people was intolerable to anyone, and as they saw several forms lying in pools of blood, the eyes of many Xuanqing Palace cultivators reddened.
As the words of the 9th Heaven cultivator fell, a downpour of magic and spells along with the force of weapon control bombarded Lu Ye.
With a swoosh, as the fiery red spirit force flowed, Lu Ye’s back sprouted wings and he shot into the sky, all incoming attacks hitting nothing but air.
He soared above the crowd, his gaze fixed on the 9th Heaven cultivator who had shouted, the fiery red wings on his back flapped only twice before he directly dived towards his opponent.
An indescribable sense of oppression hit him head-on, accompanied by a bone-chilling killing intent, The anger and humiliation on the 9th Heaven cultivator’s face had been replaced by shock and terror as he saw Lu Ye plummeting towards him, his figure rapidly falling downwards.
Although he also had a 9th Heaven cultivation, he didn’t even qualify to enter the Spirit Stream Ranking, and now that he had attracted the attention of a top-ranked contender like Lu Ye, he felt no sense of safety.
Now, to kill Lu Ye, they could only rely on the advantage of numbers.
The moment his silhouette moved, Lu Ye was already closing in fast.
How could this guy be so fast? This thought leaped into the mind of the 9th Heaven cultivator.
The wings spirit runes were already more flexible than weapon control-flying, let alone that Lu Ye, in order to charge faster, had also added the Move-Like-The-Wind Spirit Runes to himself.
Utilizing both spirit runes at once, saying his speed was like lightning wasn’t an overstatement.
A fiery light enveloped the Boulder Mountain Saber as it slashed down at the 9th Heaven cultivator, who raised his Spiritual Artifact to block. However, the moment their weapons barely made contact, he felt an overwhelming force rush forth, causing his Spiritual Artifact to fly out of his hand as his palm split open and his arm ached.
Under the immense force, his entire body uncontrollably plummeted towards the ground.
As Lu Ye’s second saber strike was about to come down, he was struck with horror and frantically reached into his storage sack, pulling out a Golden Body Talisman.
Before he could slap the talisman onto himself, Lu Ye’s saber had already chopped down.
Blood sprayed, and a body fell in two.
Cries of shock rose from below, mixed with mournful roars.
No wonder, for the one Lu Ye killed was the governor of Xuanqing Palace!
In Xuanqing Palace, the governor had performed his duties excellently, taking good care of his junior brothers and sisters. Seeing him slaughtered, the cultivators from Xuanqing Palace naturally felt grief and anger in their hearts.
Lu Ye had no idea he had killed their governor; it was just his speculation, for even the Core Circle sects had limited numbers of 9th Heaven cultivators, and each one was a precious talent. Killing one decisively first could both alleviate the pressure he was facing next and serve to deter the enemy.
But now it seemed that the deterrent effect was not significant and had instead stirred the unity and determination of the group of Xuanqing Palace cultivators.
Everyone looked at him with eyes red with rage, the anger almost spilling out.
After slaying the 9th Heaven cultivator, Lu Ye’s figure descended with the momentum, swiftly shifting direction just above the ground, and plowed towards the most densely packed area of the crowd.
The buzzing of his supplies box at his waist, nine weapon-controlled artifacts flew out, intertwining and spinning around one another like a top, crashing into the crowd with Lu Ye’s figure closely following behind, the Boulder Mountain Saber constantly swinging and slashing.
Screams of pain and roars of anger rose up in successive waves.
There was also Amber’s roars.
With each roar, she fiercely assaulted the minds of the cultivators up ahead, disorienting them as Lu Ye took the opportunity to unleash deadly attacks.
After one round of charging, more than a dozen bodies lay on the ground, and Lu Ye himself was drenched in blood, both his own and his enemies’.
Facing multiple opponents, it was impossible for him to escape unscathed. Fortunately, he had the Defense Spirit Runes to use, keeping his vitals protected was enough.
Lu Ye returned to the side of the big array’s light screen, his long saber pointing obliquely to the ground, his eyelids slightly lowered, those from Xuanqing Palace opposite him no longer harbored their previous rage but stared at Lu Ye in disbelief, as the chaotic scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Before this, if someone had told them that there was a person in this world capable of single-handedly invading a sect’s residence and wreaking havoc, and that it was a Core Circle sect’s residence no less, no one would have believed it. Human power sometimes has its limits; even the most powerful individual has boundaries.
Even Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian, among the three major scourges, couldn’t achieve such a feat back then. For a start, breaking through the protective array and invading the residence posed a problem for them.
Yet now, such an event unfolded right before their eyes, happening under their very noses!
Internally in turmoil, as they gazed at the blood-drenched figure before them, the group of Xuanqing Palace cultivators really wanted to ask, Are you even human?
Without wasting time, as the nine weapon-controlled artifacts hummed, Lu Ye dived into the enemy formation once more.
Having experienced his ferocity before, the Xuanqing Palace cultivators scattered at once and retreated backward. Lu Ye pursued them relentlessly, charging along the way, bodies continuously falling in his wake.
He massacred his way to the plaza in front of Heaven’s Augury Hall, where nearly seventy cultivators were already arrayed in tight formation, ready for battle.
There weren’t many cultivators in a Core Circle residence, averaging out to about a hundred or so per sect, and even those with more wouldn’t exceed two hundred.
Xuanqing Palace was no different; the entire sect, including their own cultivators and those affiliated from other sects, only totaled around one hundred and twenty or so.
However, in that short span of time, less than the duration of a cup of tea, nearly a third of the one hundred and twenty had been slain!
The rest were all gathered in front of the plaza of Heaven’s Augury Hall.
The physique cultivators in front, the combat cultivators behind, followed by the magic cultivators, and as for the ghost cultivators, they had already concealed their traces, looking for the right opportunity to strike suddenly.