Sage of Humanity-Chapter 519 - 517 Who Are You Again

Hea Bing, seizing the advantage, was relentless, chasing after the retreating Li Baxian with his spear, thrusting it like a dragon, intent on finishing him off.

Surrounded by surging spirit force, a thick fog suddenly appeared around Feng Yuechan. The temperature around her plummeted, and Hea Bing, not noticing in time, charged headfirst into the icy chill. Ice crystals spread as the cold turned into ice, threatening to encase Hea Bing completely.

If they were of the same cultivation level, he definitely wouldn't have been able to escape the constraints of this magic. But since Hea Bing's cultivation was a full three minor realms higher than Feng Yuechan's, the moment he sensed danger, his body shook, and his surging spirit force shattered the ice encrusting his skin.

He turned to look at Feng Yuechan not far away, his heart moved slightly, and he launched several weapon controls that struck her spirit umbrella Magic Artifact.

The massive impact sent Feng Yuechan flying, crashing to the ground in a sorry state.

"Like to play the hero, huh!" Hea Bing gritted his teeth, his figure soared out, charging straight towards Feng Yuechan with murderous intent.

Just then, Li Baxian, shrouded in sword light, lunged into the fight, while at the same time, Lu Ye, dragging the Longsword behind him, attacked from behind Hea Bing. A slash of fiery red sword light flashed by, striking down in an attack coordinated to hit from front and back.

However, despite their close cooperation, the immense gap in cultivation was not easily bridged. After only crossing swords for three breaths, both men were sent flying, blood spurting from their respective injuries.

Feng Yuechan's magic and spells struck once more, hindering Hea Bing.

Deep in the underground cavern, Yiyi held the Nine Arrays Diagram in both hands, desperately channeling spirit force into it. Watching several figures within the array moving back and forth and clashing fiercely, she felt a growing sense of urgency.

Although her Cloud River Realm cultivation was much stronger than before, in theory, she should be able to slightly activate the power of the Nine Arrays Diagram to help Lu Ye and the others.

But at the moment, she felt powerless, simply because the four cultivators clashing within the array were all at the Cloud River Realm, and their intense combat caused the diagram to fluctuate so violently that she had to exert all her strength just to maintain its operation. If she failed to keep the array running, Hea Bing would find a chance to escape it.

Therefore, she dared not make any careless moves, only maintaining the operation of the Nine Arrays Diagram as it was.

In the chaotic stone forest, Lu Ye and Li Baxian launched attack after attack at Hea Bing, only to be repelled time and again, each time ending in a complete disarray.

Compared to them, Feng Yuechan was in a much better situation, but she did not dare to be careless. The release of her spells was almost continuous, because any pause could mean Lu Ye or Li Baxian might die.

Lu Ye, Li Baxian, and Feng Yuechan had never experienced such a perilous struggle since they began their cultivation path. It was like walking a tightrope on a cliff, where any small mistake could lead to an irreversible disaster.

Hea Bing's disdainful expression gradually faded, the development of the battle unexpectedly perplexing.

Having assessed the cultivation levels of his three opponents, he had thought it would be a one-sided slaughter. However, the performance of the trio greatly surprised him.

From the looks of the situation, even if the three joined forces, they weren't his match. Though he was alone, his formidable cultivation still gave him the upper hand. In reality, however, he found it difficult to kill any one of the trio.

Every time he tried to make a deadly move on one of them, the other two would desperately interfere, especially the sword cultivator, whose flying sword moved back and forth with stunning ferocity, annoying beyond endurance.

Several times, he thought about incurring a serious injury just to kill that sword cultivator, but in the end, he could not resolve himself to do so. He could only continue the drawn-out fight, slowly looking for an opportunity. Trapped in the hunting field, if he were to suffer a grave injury, he would have no choice but to spend his time recuperating.

The injuries to the combat cultivator and the sword cultivator were growing more severe, a fact that undoubtedly worked in his favor. There would come a moment when one of the two would fall, and then the remaining two would be nothing to fear.

If someone had told him before today that a few cultivators at the Level 3-4 would be able to fight him to a standstill, he would have scoffed at them. Yet, at this very moment, that was precisely what he was experiencing.

Inconceivable!

These three must not be nobodies, especially the sword cultivator and the magic cultivator. The more he fought with them, the more he felt an odd sense of familiarity.

After another round of fierce melee, Li Baxian and Lu Ye were knocked back in succession. Mid-air, Li Baxian's childlike facepaint shattered, revealing a spot of deep red on his forehead where the blood flowed.

If not for his quick retreat, it wouldn't have just been a small spot of blood on his forehead; his head might very well have been pierced through by a spear.

And it was all thanks to Lu Ye who, at the critical moment, had struck the opponent's Longspear with his own sword, creating an opportunity for him to escape death.

The shattered facepaint fell away, revealing the resolute face of Li Baxian. Although he saw no hope for victory in this battle, there was no choice left but to fight to the death given the circumstances!

Hea Bing swept his Longspear horizontally, shattering Feng Yuechan's incoming magic and spells, and gazing at Li Baxian's unveiled face, he was momentarily stunned, then his expression turned to one of surprise, "You're Li Baxian!"

He wondered why the sword cultivator felt so familiar; so it was this guy.

Both having ascended from the Spirit Stream Realm and having mixed in the Spirit Stream battlefield, how could Hea Bing not recognize the fame of Li Baxian—a monster who had long dominated the top ten of the Spirit Stream Ranking with his 8th Heaven cultivation, a powerful foe he once had to look up to.

He had heard that Li Baxian couldn't ascend to the 9th Heaven because of his shattered spiritual orifice, but he had no idea when Li Baxian had actually come to the Cloud River battlefield.

No wonder he had such a strong foundation. If it was indeed Li Baxian, then that made sense.

"Are you Feng Yuechan?" He Bing looked to the side again.

Having confirmed Li Baxian's identity, guessing Feng Yuechan was not difficult. These two were always inseparable, and the female magic cultivator's identity also matched up.

He then turned to Lu Ye, "And who might you be?"

That Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan had such profound foundations was understandable, after all, more than a decade of accumulation in the Spirit Stream Realm was no joke. But who was this man with the green-faced barghest mask?

This person's cultivation was one level lower than that of Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan, yet the strength he exhibited was in no way inferior to the two. What kind of monster had emerged from this?

In the face of He Bing's inquiry, Lu Ye had no intention of answering. He hurriedly recovered himself while the other made no move.

His body was covered in blood, the wounds though not severe were numerous, and even the right hand holding the saber had cracks at the base, with fresh blood staining the hilt.

"Forget it." He Bing didn't get a response but didn't mind, and with a grin, he said, "Who'd have thought, the famous Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan would actually die by my hands. Truly, thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west, fortunes really do ebb and flow!"

With the air of having them in his pocket, at the end of his words, he took a step forward, arriving in front of Li Baxian instantly. His spear thrust out like a dragon, aiming straight for Li Baxian's face. Of the three, the sword cultivator Li Baxian posed the greatest threat to him; naturally, it was best to kill him first.

As all his movements unfolded, Lu Ye pounced on him as well, and Feng Yuechan lifted her hand, blasting a magic spell.

Flying swords whirled but could not hinder the spear in the least. The spirit force, fiercely surging, sent the flying swords spinning away, and in an instant, the spear reached in front of Li Baxian.

Confronted with this strike, Li Baxian showed no intention of dodging. He raised his longsword in front of him, which suddenly turned into a streak of sword light, actively meeting the assault head-on.

Sword Qi razed, spear light thundered, and the two figures brushed past each other.

Li Baxian ended up half-kneeling several dozen feet away, clutching his abdomen, as crimson blood flowed out through his fingers.

A wound, flesh rolled back, also appeared on He Bing's cheek.

The pain angered him to rage. He had actually been injured by a Level 4 cultivator!

Feng Yuechan's magic spell arrived, and with a sweep of his spear, He Bing shattered it, then immediately turned around, once again going for Li Baxian with a lethal intent.

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He had only taken one step when Lu Ye emerged from the side with a slash of the Boulder Mountain Saber, its blade light flashing toward him.

"Scram!" He Bing bellowed, raising his spear to meet the attack. However, in just a moment of engagement, he sensed something amiss. The combat cultivator's strike from the Level 3 realm, at this moment, was even more rapid and forceful than before.

After several crisp sounds, Lu Ye was knocked flying back, landing next to Li Baxian, his saber-holding right arm trembling uncontrollably.

He Bing looked bewildered...

Previously, when he had faced Lu Ye, it usually only took one strike to repel him, but just now, the other party had actually blocked several of his spear thrusts. The opponent's strength seemed to have suddenly increased greatly, which was clearly not normal.

Looking up, all he saw was Lu Ye surrounded by tumultuous spirit force and blood Qi, the fiery red spirit force and the crimson blood Qi mingling together, bursting with energy. Not just that, Amber, who had been crouching on Lu Ye's shoulder, was also amalgamating her blood Qi with Lu Ye, enveloping him in a dark red glow.

Was this... some sort of secret technique?

What He Bing couldn't see was that on Lu Ye's chest, a set of Bloodstain Spirit Runes was continuing to exert its effects.

Lu Ye rarely used Bloodstain because up until now, very few enemies had driven him to such difficult battles. Either the opponent was no match, or he himself was no match...

Bloodstain, a kind of spirit rune that needed time to settle and slowly exert its effects, was naturally hard to put to use.

But this time was different. Facing off against a Level 7 cultivator, if he truly couldn't match the opponent, then that would be it. But now, the three of them together barely managed to preserve their lives against the enemy, allowing Bloodstain Spirit Runes to come into play.

Almost from the start of the battle, Lu Ye had constructed this spirit rune on his chest.

As his body continued to suffer injuries and blood flowed, the accumulation of Bloodstain finally triggered a qualitative change in his strength.

Though he was still at Level 3, the strength he could now exert was comparable to that of Level 4 and was still improving, perhaps even reaching the standards of Level 5. If that were the case, he would be qualified for a proper fight, rather than like now, exerting all his strength merely to ensure survival.

Although He Bing felt that something was off with Lu Ye, this was obviously not the time to ponder on such matters. The battle had reached a point where no one would retreat; it was a matter of life and death.

Next to Lu Ye, Li Baxian stood up, his flesh writhing. He activated his spirit force to seal his wounds, as the scattered flying swords returned to him. He pointed with his longsword and commanded in a low voice, "Attack."

The two figures darted out simultaneously, flanking He Bing from both sides. At the same time, Feng Yuechan made her move, not aiming to injure or kill, but rather to divide the enemy's attention, easing the pressure on Li Baxian and Lu Ye.