ger opponents. Their strength lies in their ingenious mechanisms and the beasts they command. One can't judge their true capabilities solely by their cultivation level.Let me know if you have any othe...This battle came as a complete surprise. Lu Ye didn't even know who his opponent was, but the moment he charged out alongside Da Hu, the outcome of this fight was sealed. It was either you die, or I die!

The spiritual world operates without logic. Cultivation levels are the embodiment of truth, so a Spirit Stream Second Stage cultivator trying to reason with someone is pointless and could even land them in trouble.

After making his move, he consecutively slashed down on two of the opponent’s men, leaving them in a life-or-death situation.

Although that senior brother swore an oath of heaven, just to let the young master go, he would end this matter, but that was only his personal vow!

You have to know that the one captured by Lü Ye was a young master of a sect. A figure like this, after suffering such a heavy loss, would never just let it go. Even if Lü Ye forced him to swear an oath under Heaven's Machine, he still has a whole sect backing him! Others won't be bound by the Heaven's Machine oath.

The most likely outcome is that Lü Ye would be chased by an entire sect.

To avoid this outcome, there's only one way.

Four cultivators, two dead and one severely wounded. The young master's neck was slashed open by a long sword, blood gushing like a spring. He raised his hand to cover his neck, but it was of little use.

As the senior brother's roar subsided, Lu Ye had already kicked the young master in the back, sending him flying towards Zhang Wu.

"Help me!" the young master cried, clawing and thrashing in mid-air.

Seeing the young master rushing towards him, Zhang Wu momentarily lost his composure as he could vaguely see Lu Ye lurking behind the young master and charging at him.olstering the strength of the Spirit Realm's guardians.Meanwhile, thirty miles outside Huitian Valley, in a mountain cave, the three of Tan Sheng sat cross-legged, each meditating to recover their str...