Sage of Humanity-Chapter 636 - 634: The Last Batch

In the mine, blood flowed like rivers, bodies scattered everywhere.

The cultivators who actually died under Lu Ye's saber were only a part of them.

Some died from the initial Formation, some from accidental injuries inflicted by their own side, many more succumbed to the erosion of the poison fog...

This time, the fierceness of the three Ten Thousand Poisons Pills that Lu Ye had unleashed exceeded his expectations, and the lower the cultivator's level, the weaker their resistance to the intense poison.

Especially those below Level 5 realm, even if they took a Detoxification Pill, had no resistance against the poison fog.

And those below Level 5 realm were the majority.

At first they only felt their spirit force stagnate, their bodies weak and powerless, dizzy and blurry-eyed, but as time passed and the toxicity manifested, their vitality rapidly drained away, eventually and silently turning into corpses.

Those who could still stand were all above Level 5 realm, but no matter how high their cultivation was, all felt deeply fatigued and weak.

Gradually, the screams and exclamations in the mine grew sparse, not because Lu Ye had ceased his actions, but because there were fewer and fewer people left alive.

The dense poison fog also gradually thinned, allowing one to slowly discern the scenes a few meters away.

In a part of the mine, Ming Zhe's face was covered with a layer of greenish hue, and behind him were several cultivators from the Sacred Universe Spirit Ground.

Originally, there were dozens of them, but now only a few remained... the others were all lying on the ground, some slain, some poisoned to death.

Although still alive, each of them displayed a look of panic, with one extremely terrified female cultivator gently sobbing.

Ming Zhe couldn't figure out how things had developed to this state... just as he had never expected Huo Liaoyuan to die by Lu Ye's hand, it seemed that as long as it involved this star of disaster from the Righteous Blood Sect, all kinds of unbelievable and unimaginable things would naturally happen.

The location of the Great Reversal Spirit Ground was revealed by Tu Guanxiong stirring up the situation, with a large group of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators gathering before the Great Reversal Valley. Ming Zhe brought back the remnants of the Sacred Universe Spirit Ground, initially wanting to witness Lu Ye's death, but failed to do so.

Afterwards, Lu Ye used the teleportation array to leave the Great Reversal Spirit Ground and hunted Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators deep in the Great Wilderness Mountain, causing further losses to the Sacred Universe Spirit Ground people.

Later, hearing that Lu Ye was hiding in this place, Ming Zhe had led the people to rush over again.

He thought this time he would finally witness Lu Ye's demise, but in the end, the prey turned into the hunter, and the strong and numerous side of the Ten Thousand Demons suffered gravely.

Why?

Lu Yiye was only at Level 5 realm, how could he achieve such a feat?

With the poison fog swirling ahead, accompanied by a shrill and brief cry, a figure broke through the fog. Although his face was unclear, Ming Zhe could never forget that familiar silhouette.

Lu Yiye!

The figure clearly spotted them too and didn't hesitate to charge over with his saber.

Ming Zhe roared in anger and stepped forward to meet him. Their figures crossed paths, and fresh blood sprayed from Ming Zhe's neck as he collapsed to the ground. In the last moments of his life, the screams of those few Sacred Universe Spirit Ground cultivators who had always hidden behind him echoed in his ears.

If it were his heyday, Ming Zhe, with his Level 8 cultivation, would have been able to contend against Lu Ye, but the potency of the Ten Thousand Poisons Bead had halved his strength, not even allowing him to withstand a single blow from Lu Ye.

From this point on, not a single one of the cultivators who had left Sacred Universe Spirit Ground remained alive.

In the Sacred Universe Spirit Ground, Tu Guanxiong felt the battle sigils disappearing one after another, his face ashen...

Just a short while ago, Ming Zhe had informed him of the situation over here, and he could never have imagined that what was originally just using others to seek revenge on Huo Liaoyuan would bring even greater losses to the Sacred Universe Spirit Ground!

Ning Zizai concealed himself behind a large rock, desperately concealing his aura, feeling nauseous from the intense poison, yet dared not make any sound.

He was not a ghost cultivator and couldn't hide his presence, but in this poison-fog-filled mine, reducing his exposure was undoubtedly the safest bet.

He even felt that as long as he was careful enough, Lu Ye would not discover him.

However, he ultimately thought too much.

In the poison fog, everyone's vision was greatly affected, relying solely on perception; and perception was something Lu Ye excelled at.

Even a ghost cultivator like Ying Wuji couldn't easily approach him, let alone others who weren't ghost cultivators.

While Lu Ye was killing his enemies, some who thought themselves clever lay on the ground pretending to be dead, hoping to deceive him.

But vitality was something that couldn't be hidden; those who pretended to be dead ended up actually dead.

The sporadic screams gradually moved towards his location, and eventually, Ning Zizai saw a figure emerge from the green fog and pounce directly towards him.

He knew he had been exposed!

Without hesitation and not a trace of hope for luck, he summoned his Spiritual Artifact and confronted Lu Ye. However, just three breaths later, his vision began to tilt, and the last scene that imprinted on his eyes was a headless corpse.

Lu Ye discovered that among the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators who came this time, there were indeed several at Level 9, and not just the few that had appeared on the surface.

There were at least three or four more people who had hidden their cultivation levels, blending in with the crowd.

Initially, they probably had some plans, but after the outburst of power from the Ten Thousand Poisons Bead, all their plans fell through.

They couldn't reach Lu Ye in time, and as time passed and the poison intensified, the strength they could muster grew weaker, and eventually, Lu Ye killed them one by one.

The vast mine, which was noisy just four hours ago, was now eerily silent except for the heavy breathing of Lu Ye.

Although most of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators didn't die by his sword, the fatigue from even just a part of them depleted the spirit force in his spirit energy storing ring completely, leaving him with only about thirty percent of his internal spirit force.

One could imagine, had there been no spirit energy storing ring, Lu Ye wouldn't have had the resources to eradicate all Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators, even if a hundred Ten Thousand Poisons Beads had been activated.

Compared to the depletion of spirit force, physical exhaustion was even more severe; his right arm, wielding his saber, had gone numb, and his whole body felt indescribably weak, as if he might collapse at any moment.

This wasn't the toughest battle Lu Ye had faced, as from start to finish, the enemies he killed had hardly any resistance to offer. The only slight threat had been from a Level 9 physique cultivator, who was still killed in one hit by the exotic treasure, the broken arrow.

Because the mine was filled with toxic fog, Yiyi couldn't help, and Amber had been safely placed inside the spirit beast sack by Lu Ye earlier. If Amber had been there, he might have been able to borrow some strength from her, which could have made the situation a bit better.

Only the last batch of people was left!

Lu Ye gripped the long saber and step by step, headed towards the mine tunnel.

At this moment, dozens of people were gathered inside the mine tunnel, frantically clearing the rubble to escape. However, the tunnel was narrow, at most accommodating only a few people side by side. Coupled with the severe poisoning, their efficiency was low.

By this moment, they had only cleared less than fifty yards.

When they heard the steady footsteps slowly approaching, everyone's faces drastically changed; looking back, they indeed saw Lu Ye's blood-stained figure step by step entering the tunnel, bringing with him a cold and endless murderous aura.

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The cultivators who were still alive all felt their scalps tingle...

Were the people in the mine all dead?

That was two thousand people! How could they all be dead already?

But listening carefully, there was indeed no sound inside the mine...

Now with Lu Ye approaching, escape seemed hopeless, what could these severely weakened, poisoned people use to resist?

What puzzled them even more was why Lu Ye wasn't affected by the deadly toxic fog, which even the Cloud River Level 9 couldn't withstand.

At the back of the crowd, a figure stood in the tunnel, not particularly burly and clearly not a physique cultivator. He too was poisoned, his exposed skin a sickly green, but standing there, he exuded the spirit of one man standing as a steadfast guard against thousands, not showing the slightest fear against Lu Ye who had just slaughtered recklessly, he even seemed... eager?

Lu Ye saw this man's anomaly, not knowing what this fellow was up to, but he also had no interest in pondering too much. All the surviving Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators were right before his eyes; if he could kill them, then this plan would be perfectly completed!

He believed that after this, he could enjoy a long period of peace.

Once his cultivation had improved after some time, he would be able to do as he once did in the Spirit Stream battlefield, traversing the Cloud River battlefield unrestricted.

With a burst of strength from his legs, he leaped forward, his fiery red saber light cutting through the poisonous fog, targeting the cultivator blocking the way with the Boulder Mountain Saber.

Suddenly, a layer of light curtain appeared before Lu Ye, and his charged strike hit the protective light, making only a slight dent but failing to break through.

Protective array!

Lu Ye stepped back two steps and observed the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivator enveloped by the protective array. He remembered Yiyi mentioning that a highly skilled array cultivator had come from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, who had individually broken all the explosion magic arrays he had set up in the tunnel.

It seemed to be this person!

"Brother Si Nan, well done!" From deeper within the tunnel came Song Zhui's somewhat weak cheer. He hadn't really expected that in such a crisis, Si Nan would stand at the end of the tunnel and stop Lu Ye with a protective array; he hadn't even noticed when the other party had set up the array.

The tunnel was narrow, and with the protective array active, it was packed tight. Unless Lu Ye could break this array, there was no way he could get past.

This was an unexpected boon; as long as Si Nan could hold out long enough, they could focus on clearing the tunnel and escape from this place.

The assumption was that they didn't die from the poison beforehand.

So Song Zhui added a cautionary note: "Brother Si Nan, you must hold out!"

Within the light of the protective array, Si Nan's face also overflowed with weakness, yet his expression was brimming with confidence. He spoke calmly, "Don't worry, with me here, he can't get through!"