Chapter 352 I Was Found (Thanks to the Alliance Leader pft0

A chaotic surge of raw energy erupted, violently convulsing the very air around me. Within Shadowless's boundless vision, a sudden burst of brilliant light flared to life.Boom boom boom boom...TheBlas..."If you have the guts, kill me!" Brother Wu gritted his teeth and glared at Lu Ye. He wasn't lacking in backbone; he was a cultivator of Heaven Nine, while the other party was only Heaven Seven, and much younger than him. What else was there to say

Lü Yè sheathed his sword, spun around, and with a side kick, struck Wu Shīxiong's temple. The ferocious force shattered the hastily formed spiritual barrier, sending Wu Shīxiong flying once again. This time, however, he didn't manage to get back up. He simply fell unconscious.

Although the time they fought was short, the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy still caught the attention of the cultivators of Danxin Gate. Several figures quickly swept in from a distance.

When I rushed to the location and took a look, I found my senior brother Wu lying unconscious nearby, his life hanging in the balance. Inside the formation, there were three unfamiliar figures, one of whom was holding a sword and standing still, with surging spiritual energy around him.

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"Enemy attack!" someone shouted immediately.

Suddenly, the entire Danxinmen base was in an uproar. Figures rushed over from all directions.

As the man shouted, several others who arrived earlier launched a merciless attack on Lu Ye. Regardless of who they were or how they entered their own formation, with Brother Wu already beaten like that, they were the enemy.

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Lu Ye's hand moved swiftly, his long blade flashing like lightning. The Pianshan Blade, almost a blur in motion, accurately sliced through every incoming weapon, sending them flying. With Wind Step enhancing his speed, he zipped around the battlefield, a whirlwind of movement.

Giggles followed by the sound of blades slicing through flesh. Groans and gasps echoed through the air.

Even among the core circle, there aren't many Heaven Nine cultivators. Because when one's cultivation reaches the Heaven Nine level, there isn't much room for further improvement. Those who hope to ascend the Lingxi List will strive for it, while those with no hope of reaching the top will likely spend some time consolidating their strength before advancing to the Yunhe realm.

For example, Brother Wu who was knocked unconscious by Lu Ye is like that.

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This period of precipitation can be as short as ten days and a half month, or as long as two or three months, depending on the cultivator's own choice.

Furthermore, even if one ascends to the Lingxi List, a cultivator would not stay in the Lingxi Realm for long.

This resulted in a peculiar phenomenon: the rankings on the Lingxi List changed very rapidly, with nearly every few months, the list being updated with a new batch of people.

except for the top three, those guys are immovable...

But soon, more disciples of the Danxinmen joined the siege.

The amber roared, revealing its true form. Compared to before, the amber was now a circle larger, and the faint golden demonic energy surrounding it almost solidified into substance. With that tiger roar, several cultivators who rushed head-on were dizzy for a moment.

Yiyi also flashed out, casting spells in all directions, the speed and number of which were astonishing.

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More and more disciples of the Danxin Sect gathered, surrounding Lu Ye. He could no longer take the initiative to attack. Inside his weapon case, nine spiritual artifacts flew out one after another, sweeping in all directions. The sheer number of these artifacts and the finesse with which they were wielded was breathtaking.

As seen from above, the three men and one tiger were surrounded by a throng of cultivators from the Danxin Sect. The light of spells and magical weapons clashed incessantly in mid-air.

The attacks of the Danxin Gate were like surging waves, one after another, crashing against our defenses only to be repelled.

Suddenly, a roar of anger came from the middle of the air, "All of you surrender, or I'll kill her!"ld.But in the Blood Refinement Realm, there are no such rules. While cultivators from the Nine Continents might pity the life and death of mortals, the Blood Clan would not. During a war, injured memb...