Sage of Humanity

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As a newcomer who had arrived at the Spirit Stream battlefield about three months ago, Lu Ye naturally couldn't understand the intricacies involved.

However, the light from the battlefield marking was convenient for his actions.

At the moment, Lu Ye and Amber were located behind the four people from Xuanmen, about thirty zhang away from the opponents. As the Xuanmen quartet continuously retreated, the distance between them kept shrinking.

The burly strongman was accumulating more and more injuries, and the situation became increasingly unfavorable for the four from Xuanmen.

Seeing that the burly strongman was about to give in, another Level 3 cultivator by his side bellowed, "All of you go to hell!"

As he spoke, he brought out a dazzling golden Spirit Talisman, activated it with spirit force, and in an instant, a golden round disc with flowing spirit runes the size of a face basin appeared in front of him.

This was indeed the Golden Wheel Talisman that Lu Ye had used when he first entered the Spirit Stream battlefield against the wolf pack.

Though this Spirit Talisman's single-target lethality wasn't as powerful as that of the Fire Serpent Talisman, it had the advantage of endurance; with it, Lu Ye had repelled the wolf pack that surrounded him at that time.

With the golden light shining brilliantly, a golden crescent slash soared from the disc, accompanied by the sound of tearing through the air.

For low-level cultivators, a single Spirit Talisman was quite valuable, but as long the person had enough wealth, they would always carry one or two as life-saving trump cards.

As this person unleashed the Golden Wheel Talisman, the Level 4 cultivator from the Nine Stars Sect immediately stepped back, not daring to recklessly counter the attack of the Golden Wheel Talisman, which would be suicidal.

He quickly pulled a palm-sized round shield from his storage sack at his waist and held it in front of himself, while his two companions placed their hands on the shield.

All three simultaneously channeled spirit force into the shield, and the palm-sized shield suddenly expanded to the size of a tabletop, shielding the figures of the three men behind it.

The golden crescent slash bombarded the shield, producing an aggressive clanging, the force of the impact making the three members of the Nine Stars Sect retreat continuously, and deep slashes of various depths appeared on the shield, but the Golden Wheel Talisman's attack clearly couldn't penetrate the shield's defense.

This shield was a defensive Spiritual Artifact.

The four from Xuanmen grew increasingly desperate...

The golden circular disc formed by the Golden Wheel Talisman began to slowly fade away, and the Level 4 cultivator from the Nine Stars Sect put away the shield, his face filled with a murderous air, "Now you can't even choose to die!"

Although his defensive spirit artifact had blocked the opponent's attack, it was severely damaged, and he didn't know how many Spirit Stones it would take to repair it, which made him so heartbroken that he felt like bleeding.

He lifted the weapon in his hand, ready to step forward to kill, but then he looked toward the rear of the Xuanmen quartet with astounded eyes.

At the same time, the four from Xuanmen also sensed something extraordinary; someone was swiftly rushing up from behind. Before they could turn their heads back to look, a shadow had already swept over their heads.

The next moment, a snow-white big tiger appeared in their sight, with a black-clad young man riding on the tiger's back...

White Tiger, young warrior...

In an instant, all seven cultivators present understood who the newcomer was.

Lu Ye had his hand on the hilt of his blade, leaped down from the back of the tiger, his eyes fixed on the Level 4 cultivator, drew his Longsword from its sheath, and slashed downward from above toward the opponent's neck.

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The Level 4 cultivator's reaction was not slow; as soon as Lu Ye appeared, he discerned Lu Ye's cultivation level, Spirit Stream Level 3, just as Senior Brother Cao had predicted.

His own cultivation was one level higher than Lu Ye's, so he naturally did not fear the attack. Holding his weapon sideways, he blocked the imposing slash. However, since Lu Ye had seized the initiative and carried the momentum of the assault, the slash forced the cultivator to stoop.

Before he could deflect the force, Lu Ye was already in mid-air, slashing back at him directly.

This thrust was extremely tricky, and the Level 4 cultivator had a hard time defending against it. He too was determined and immediately spurred on his protective spirit force to shield the area likely to be hit, while simultaneously chopping his weapon towards Lu Ye's neck.

Although there was only one level of difference between Levels 3 and 4, the disparity in strength was huge, as opening more spiritual orifices at Level 4 would significantly increase one's power.

Therefore, the man believed that, at most, Lu Ye's slash would only cause him minor injury. His protective spirit force was not just for show, but if Lu Ye were hit by his strike, his entire head would be severed.

Thinking of the reward of 1,000 Spirit Stones, the Level 4 cultivator's heart grew hot. With so many Spirit Stones, he could definitely advance to Level 6 or even Level 7!

With a squelch, the longsword pierced through the chest, shattering the Level 4 cultivator's illusions, and what shocked him even more was that his attack, which he thought was certain to hit, did not wound Lu Ye in the slightest.

Just as his weapon was about to hit Lu Ye's neck, something vaguely flickered and vanished, blocking his strike.

Lu Ye flipped over him and then slashed at the back of his neck with another strike.

The sharp edge of the blade, like cutting through tofu, severed his neck, rendering the protective spirit force useless, and the head flew off, blood spurting from the stump.

Lu Ye tumbled to the ground, a stream of blood spurting from his waist, the result of another Level 3 cultivator who had stabbed him by surprise. The wound was not deep, at most a flesh wound.

At the moment he had to activate the Defense Spirit Runes to block the fatal blow from the Level 4 cultivator, he could not defend against another attack and had to rely on his protective spirit force, which was fortunate enough to be pure enough to offer a decent defense.

The sudden developments left the four from Xuanmen dumbstruck.

They had believed themselves dead for sure, only to be stunned when the youth riding the White Tiger burst forth and slashed their Level 4 opponent in one encounter.

While they were still astonished, Lu Ye wasted no time. The moment he landed, dust billowed beneath his feet as he charged at the Level 3 cultivator who had stabbed him.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The opponent, clearly shocked by the death of his Senior Brother, could only instinctively raise his sword to block when faced with Lu Ye's oncoming slash.

And yet, the longsword snapped under the blow! Not every low-level cultivator possessed a Spiritual Artifact. The sharpness-boosted longsword could only be withstood by a Spiritual Artifact; ordinary artifacts simply couldn't block it.

The sharp blade fell from the bridge of the opponent's nose, cleaving through his cheek and cutting a foot-long gash across his torso, blood and guts flowing out together. The man only had time to scream before Lu Ye's sword came down, cutting him to the ground.

The second one!

The last remaining Level 3 was in a fierce battle with Amber. When Lu Ye charged in riding Amber, he had targeted the opponent's Level 4, and Amber had pounced on another Level 3. Amber was somewhat outmatched and kept roaring as it was slashed repeatedly, the tiger's roars shaking the heavens.

However, once Lu Ye joined the fray, the situation changed. On the same level, Spirit Stream Level 3, Lu Ye's combat power was much higher than that of his opponent. With the big tiger coordinating on the side, it only took a moment to kill the opponent on the spot.

Amber, not feeling vindicated, bit through the other's neck, warm blood spraying over its head and face, making it look all the more fierce and terrifying.

When the fierce battle subsided, three from the Nine Stars Sect were no more, and the entire battle had lasted only about ten breaths' time, so fast that the four people of Xuanmen barely had time to react.