Sage of Humanity-Chapter 572 - 570 Unexpected Guests

Flying swords shot through the Void, relentlessly assaulting Tan Sheng, who thrust out his long spear, creating blooms of spear points that blocked the incoming flying swords. The clanging and clinking sounds were endless; indeed, as a Cloud River Level 9 cultivator, even when faced with such fierce and dense onslaught, he could defend flawlessly, and he even had the energy to counterattack. Withstanding the attack of numerous flying swords, he continuously pressed towards Li Baxian's direction.

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Li Baxian was a sword cultivator, and moreover, the purest type of sword cultivator. Against such an enemy, Tan Sheng knew he couldn't afford to create distance; otherwise, under the constant assault of flying swords, there would be no chance to catch one's breath. Dealing with a sword cultivator was somewhat similar to dealing with a magic cultivator; one had to close the distance and not give the sword cultivator space for Sword Control.

But even if he closed the distance for close combat, it would be more dangerous than facing a magic cultivator because sword cultivators were also combat cultivators, and close-quarters fighting was their daily bread.

Li Baxian grabbed his wine gourd and took a big gulp; while letting out a satisfied burp, more flying swords appeared behind him, spreading out. With a single thought, numerous flying swords shot out as if chasing the stars and moon, blocking Tan Sheng's advance for a moment.

While the battle raged intensely on one side, Lu Ye and Xia Liang's figures were both rushing forward simultaneously.

Both of them were combat cultivators who wielded sabers, and one of them was even from the Mad Saber Sect, the most orthodox of saber users.

Compared with sword cultivators, saber users were not lacking in the ability to kill, and even had a more unyielding spirit.

So even though Xia Liang was heavily injured at the moment, pale-faced, and facing an opponent with several levels lower cultivation, he did not have the slightest intention to retreat.

Neither of them had any intention of testing the waters with weapon control; the hundred paces closed rapidly, and they collided with a boom.

With a loud clang, spirit force went berserk, and the two long sabers collided, locking eyes at close range.

The ground beneath their feet cracked like a spiderweb due to the collision, with violent air waves sweeping out in all directions, causing the surrounding trees to sway.

After a momentary deadlock, they both exerted force violently, the long sabers crossed each other, Lu Ye's saber aiming for Xia Liang's neck, and Xia Liang's saber thrusting towards Lu Ye's chest.

In that brief engagement, both were ready to stake their lives; such was the clash between saber users—no frills, only harsh ruthlessness.

Defense Spirit Runes shattered at Lu Ye's chest, blood sprayed, while a thin red line appeared on Xia Liang's neck with beads of blood seeping out. In that moment, both had brushed past Death's door.

Their retreating figures almost simultaneously pressed forward again, the long sabers slicing through the air, leaving a stark trail of light. With a tink, they separated after contact, searching for another opportunity to kill.

Moving swiftly, sabers constantly clashed, with an endless sequence of metallic collisions, each encounter a fierce collision of spirit force.

Since beginning his cultivation, Lu Ye had fought and struggled against countless enemies. Many foes had fallen to his Boulder Mountain Saber, the strong and the weak; the weak could fall to his saber with one strike, the strong were difficult to match. But never had he faced a battle as perilous as today's.

The fight with Xia Liang made him truly understand what it meant to walk on the edge of life and death.

Each of them wielded their sabers with the intent to kill the other while preserving themselves, but it only took moments to realize that this was impossible.

For if they sought to kill their enemy, they themselves would surely be killed in return. The most likely scenario would be mutual destruction.

A situation no one could accept.

The frequency of the flashing saber edges became faster and the collisions of the long sabers grew more intense. Lu Ye acutely sensed that Xia Liang's blood Qi was converging towards the arm that wielded the saber, obviously employing the Blood Moving Technique.

In terms of cultivation, he was inferior to Xia Liang; the gap spanned a good five levels, an insurmountable difference.

Yet in this moment, he was evenly matched with Xia Liang, all because his opponent, heavily injured, could not exert his full strength.

This was undoubtedly advantageous for him.

As time passed, Xia Liang's condition would worsen, while he, on the other hand, would grow stronger as he continuously merged with the Amber blood Qi.

Should he reach the stage where he could trigger the Beast Transformation, Xia Liang would certainly have no doubt of his death.

But this required time and accumulation of momentum; since obtaining the Beast Transformation Secret Technique, he had only managed to trigger it during his fight with Hea Bing.

Nevertheless, Lu Ye did not hesitate with his saber at all.

Xia Liang was clearly aware that dragging the fight out was to his disadvantage; thus, with each strike, he used almost all his strength, and despite the bleeding, his attacks grew more and more powerful.

Another collision of long sabers resulted in both of them faltering from the recoil, yet at that very instant, Lu Ye felt a surge of alarm in his heart.

Glancing up, he saw Xia Liang with his saber horizontal in front of him, one hand on the hilt and the other pushing across the blade. A burst of violent spirit force suddenly erupted, and a brilliant slash of saber light took shape.

The speed of this slash was so swift that Lu Ye did not have any time to react. Fortunately, he had already been retreating the moment he sensed danger.

Still, a sharp pain surged through his chest.

He had been hit, and as his heart sank, Lu Ye did not know what kind of technique Xia Liang's slash was, but it was definitely a secret technique, because it was stronger than all the previous strikes.

The moment he got hit, Lu Ye's figure did not retreat but advanced, and under Xia Liang's astonished gaze, he struck down with his saber.

Single Flash!

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Blood splattered out.

Repeated Slashing!

However, by the time the second sabre came down, Xia Liang had already blocked it, the ferocious force sending him flying, and Lu Ye staggered a bit as well.

Move-Like-The-Wind was applied to his legs, and Lu Ye, seizing the advantage, mercilessly attacked Xia Liang with an oppressive ferocity. The blade whirled, and momentarily Xia Liang was pressed so hard that he struggled to defend himself, incurring several new wounds on his body.

Although his sabre secret technique had injured Lu Ye, using the technique with heavily wounded body also placed a tremendous burden on himself.

Under normal circumstances, having been injured by Xia Liang, Lu Ye would have retreated, giving Xia Liang a chance to breathe and prepare his next attack.

But to his surprise, instead of retreating after sustaining the injury, Lu Ye counterattacked on impulse and then pressed on, which made Xia Liang's situation even more dire.

What made him feel worse was that his opponent seemed to become stronger as the battle raged on. When they first crossed blades, they were equally matched, but at this point, the speed and power of Lu Ye's sabre strokes had intensified compared to before, breaking the balance, and all Xia Liang could do was defend against Lu Ye's attacks.

Even as he was being steadily driven back, Xia Liang did not give up resistance; he snatched glances toward the other side of the battlefield and felt a chill run through him.

Because Tan Sheng's situation was even worse than his own.

That was Li Baxian after all, a legend who had spent more than a decade in the Spirit Stream Realm. Although he now only had the cultivation of Level 5, the power he could wield was undoubtedly beyond that.

Tan Sheng was no lighter in injury than he was, and was inferior in strength. Facing Li Baxian in such a condition, there was no chance for a good outcome.

He couldn't even get close to Li Baxian, and despite his utmost effort, could only block the incoming swords, occasionally receiving new injuries.

How did things develop to this stage?

The three of them, all at Level 9, came to Great Wilderness Mountain spiritedly seeking revenge on Lu Yiye, but ended up with one dead first, and the remaining two being chased to this point, with their lives hanging by a thread.

Before setting out, they had considered countless possibilities, including Lu Yiye escaping through a teleportation array, using the Heaven's Augury Pillar to flee, or using some other means to flee... But now, they were the ones fleeing, and still got caught up to.

This is the end!

Xia Liang knew that this time, he was unlikely to escape calamity.

Without the will to live, a determined look appeared on his face, and Lu Ye, who was fiercely attacking, immediately noticed the change and kept a reserve of strength, just in case.

As expected, in the next moment, Xia Liang completely gave up on defense. His spirit force surged wildly, adopting a posture of fighting for life with life, clashing with Lu Ye using a variety of exquisite sabre skills, and momentarily there was a sign of turning the bleak situation around.

However, by now the integration of blood Qi between Lu Ye and Amber had reached an extremely profound level, with each strike of his sabre able to borrow strength from Amber. It wouldn't take long before he might even be able to unleash the Beast Transformation Secret Technique. So no matter what Xia Liang did, it was merely the struggle of a trapped beast.

Just then, Lu Ye suddenly noticed some unusual noise, which made him furrow his brows.

In the next moment, a series of sounds of breaking air closed in rapidly from not far away, followed by a series of Liu Guang flashing into his field of vision.

The Liu Guang scattered, revealing many figures, encircling the battlefield where several people were located.

How could there be so many people deep inside Great Wilderness Mountain? Lu Ye wondered.

Most importantly, he did not know the origins of these people.

There were not a few who came; there must be more than a dozen of them, and judging from the fluctuations of spirit force emanating from them, several were unmistakably at the Level 9 cultivation, while the rest were mostly above Level 6.

Such a group of uninvited guests was indeed not low in cultivation.

The fierce battle ceased instantly, not only did Lu Ye and Xia Liang stop fighting, but Li Baxian and Tan Sheng stopped as well, separating and gathering in pairs, each on their guard.

In a life-and-death struggle, suddenly this group of people appeared. Who would dare to make a move without knowing the situation?

Even if Lu Ye and Li Baxian were unwilling, they were helpless.

In contrast, Tan Sheng and Xia Liang both breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of which camp these people belonged to, at least the two of them had no immediate threat to their lives.

To live a little longer is to live a little longer... What if these were people from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge?

Next to Li Baxian, Lu Ye held the Boulder Mountain Saber, his spirit force steaming and blood Qi churning. He turned to glance at him.

Li Baxian slowly shook his head to indicate he didn't recognize anyone who had arrived.

Although he had a wide network and lingered for more than a decade on the Spirit Stream battlefield, seeing off one batch after another of Spirit Stream Realm cultivators, he mostly stayed in the Loyal Heart Sect encampment during his time on the Spirit Stream battlefield, and seldom went out. Those he encountered were mostly the powerhouses listed on the Spirit Stream Ranking, and he did not know many who were not on the Ranking. Thus, although there were quite a few newcomers, he truly hadn't seen them before.

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