* Rumble … *
There was the sound of muffled thunder, and lightning streaked across the sky like a twisting snake. The clouds were thick and heavy, giving off an extremely oppressive feeling.
Lu Ye looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"I wonder when this damned weather will end," the rough man muttered. The rough man squatting by the side muttered and spat to the side, as if venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.
"How long has this weather been going on?" Lu Ye asked.
"It's been two months," the rough man replied cautiously. Although he was an ordinary person, he still knew about cultivation. Lu Ye had an extraordinary bearing, and he could tell at a glance that he was a successful cultivator. Naturally, the rough man looked up to him in awe.
Lu Ye didn't say anything.
In the rough man's opinion, this weather was nothing special. It was just a little bad. He only cared about whether the crops in his field could grow and whether he could get next year's rations during the autumn harvest.
However, what Lu Ye saw was naturally different.
He could clearly feel the aftermath of a fierce battle in the sky. The abnormal weather was partly caused by nature, but more importantly, it was caused by this battle.
This realm … was being invaded! Lu Ye immediately came to a conclusion.
Lu Ye wasn't too sure about the background of this realm, but based on the fact that he had met Yue Yao before, this realm was undoubtedly a large one. He just didn't know if there was sunshine.
If there was no sunshine, he naturally wouldn't have too many misgivings, but if there was sunshine, then it was a different story.
Thinking about the word 'bad luck' on the Dice of Fate, Lu Ye guessed that there was a high possibility that there was sunshine in this realm.
So, he had to be careful.
He didn't know what kind of force was invading this realm. Since the battle had lasted for two months, it meant that this realm still had the strength to resist.
From the looks of it, the Cloud Vine Sacred Land was a very important place. He hadn't received any information about this trial, so he could only rely on his own inquiries and guesses.
Just as he was thinking this, Lu Ye suddenly frowned and turned to look in a certain direction.
Then, he flicked his finger, and a drop of Treasured Blood flew out. Under the stunned gaze of the rough man, it turned into a human figure identical to Lu Ye. However, the clothes on his body were blood-red, as if they were cast in blood.
Leaving the Treasured Blood Clone to guard this place, Lu Ye's main body quickly left.
He sensed two powerful auras approaching. What made him feel strange was that these two auras were vaguely familiar, as if he had sensed them somewhere before.
Several dozen breaths later, several hundred li away, Lu Ye stood still and looked at the two figures, one tall and one short, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
These two fellows … were the two people he had killed in front of the thatched cottage.
The shorter one had been decapitated by his saber, while the taller one had been sliced in half at the waist. With such injuries, not only would Yue Yao die, even Rizhao wouldn't be able to survive. Yet, not only had they not died, but they had also caught up to him.
What was going on?
Sensing the aura of these two people, they were indeed the two people he had met and not someone else.
At this moment, both of them glared gloomily at Lu Ye, their expressions filled with anger. Moreover, the two of them had used some kind of Secret Technique to link their auras together, clearly preparing to join forces against the enemy.
"Fellow Daoist, you're really something," the tall one said.
"We were careless just now," said the short one.
"Now let's fight again!" the tall one said again.
"If you don't want to die, that's fine too!" the short one said for the second time.
"Hand over that infant, then Fellow Daoist, you'll come under my Great Heavenly God."
"Only then will you be safe!"
These two people spoke one after another, and the connection between them was extremely natural. It was as if one person was speaking, and this made Lu Ye feel extremely strange.
He frowned slightly. "Great Heavenly God … what is that?"
He vaguely guessed that the so-called Great Heavenly God should be the background of these two Yue Yao, but Lu Ye wasn't clear about the specifics. Perhaps it was a very powerful cultivator?
"Impudent!" the tall one shouted harshly. "The Great Heavenly God is supreme, above all the races in the world. Don't be rude!"
"So … what exactly is the Great Heavenly God?"
Normally, Lu Ye couldn't be bothered to speak too much nonsense with the enemy, but right now, he had too little information, so he naturally wanted to find out more information.
"Also, I clearly killed both of you, so why aren't you dead?" he asked the question in his heart.
When a cultivator reached the Constellation Tier, the cultivation direction was the cultivation of essence. Thus, after reaching the Constellation Tier, a cultivator's Qi and blood would have a qualitative improvement, and it wouldn't be impossible for them to recover from their injuries, regrow their severed limbs, and so on.
However, Lu Ye had really never seen anyone still alive after being decapitated. This was too illogical.
What puzzled him even more was that he actually didn't sense the existence of the power of Fang from these two people. In other words, they had used some kind of method to dissolve the power of Fang around their wounds.
Were these two people really the two people that he had killed?
"There's no need to speak too much with him. This kind of ignorant person will never be able to experience the glory of the Great Heavenly God. Kill him!" the tall one shouted harshly.
The two of them activated their Qi, blood, and magic power at the same time, and their aura instantly became comparable to that of Yue Yao's Late Stage.
In the next instant, the two of them transformed into flowing lights, crisscrossing left and right, and like a pair of scissors, they cut toward Lu Ye's body.
Lu Ye's expression was grave, and he unsheathed his Pan Mountain Saber. His figure moved slightly, and two saber lights slashed out at almost the same time.
There was a puchi sound, and two bloody figures fell to the ground behind Lu Ye.
Lu Ye frowned, and he tilted his head to look.
These two people were so aggressive, and their words were full of arrogance. Lu Ye had thought that they were very powerful.
But … this was it?
The confidence that the so-called Great Heavenly God gave them was a bit too inflated.
This time, Lu Ye used a heavy hand, and the two of them were directly cut into four halves. They couldn't be more dead!
Lu Ye withdrew his Pan Mountain Saber, and his divine sense confirmed that they were already dead. The power of Fang around their wounds had also dissipated.
The existence of the power of Fang was dependent on vitality. Strictly speaking, it was devouring a cultivator's vitality to maintain itself. Therefore, if there was no vitality, then the power of Fang couldn't exist alone.
Lu Ye took a step forward and prepared to leave. However, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked toward the two corpses. In the next instant, a look of shock appeared on his face.
He saw that the wounds of the two corpses were actually blooming with a faint light, and under the guidance of that light, the broken pieces of the two cultivators' bodies actually closed up. In the blink of an eye, the terrifying wounds healed, and then an astonishing vitality bloomed from their bodies!
Lu Ye was dumbfounded.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to believe that there was such a ridiculous thing in this world. Coming back from the dead was a word that could only be heard in legends, but now it was actually happening right under his nose!
These two … what were they?
Lu Ye was sure that they were definitely flesh and blood. The feeling of the Pan Mountain Saber's slash couldn't be wrong, but since they were flesh and blood, how could they not die?
Looking at it this way, they had also come back from the dead before.
The moment they came back to life, the two cultivators rushed toward Lu Ye again. However, after suffering a loss just now, they probably knew that their strength was inferior to Lu Ye's, so their gazes became extremely resolute.
Lu Ye frowned. What he saw in front of him had already surpassed his understanding, but he still had no intention of dodging the attacks of the two cultivators.
He didn't know what method these two had used to come back from the dead, but there couldn't be such a ridiculous thing in this world. If they couldn't be killed once, and they couldn't be killed twice, then what about three times, five times, ten times, a hundred times?
He wanted to see if these two were truly immortal and indestructible!
The Pan Mountain Saber slashed out so quickly that the two cultivators had no time to react. However, just as they were about to die, surging magic power suddenly surged out without restraint.
Then, with two loud booms, they exploded into a bloody mist.
Blood splattered everywhere, and a black mist so dense that it was almost tangible wrapped around Lu Ye's body. This was the extreme concentration of magic power from the two cultivators.
Lu Ye immediately sensed that something was wrong because his Innate Skill Tree was reacting even more strongly. The Innate Skill Tree was already burning away the power of misfortune from the Die of Fate, so now it was clearly burdened.
These two cultivators' magic power … was poisonous!
He immediately recalled the injuries of the old man who had entrusted his child to him. The old man had shown signs of being poisoned, so it must have come from these two cultivators.
Suddenly, Lu Ye understood where these two cultivators' confidence came from. They were indeed no match for him, but this kind of dirty trick was impossible to guard against. Once they fell for it, they could use their immortal bodies to slowly grind their opponents to death.
If it were any other cultivator, they would be powerless and could only temporarily leave to find a place to recuperate. However, Lu Ye was not afraid of this at all.
The stronger reaction from his Innate Skill Tree had already disappeared. Clearly, the poison that had invaded his body had been completely burned away.
He looked up and saw that countless pieces of flesh were reassembling, quickly piecing together the silhouettes of two cultivators, faintly showing signs of resurrection.
Lu Ye did not make a move, but waited instead.
After three breaths, the two cultivators suddenly burst out with vitality that only the living could have. At this moment, the saber light flashed, and the two cultivators who were almost resurrected were once again annihilated.
Resurrection again and again, death again and again …
It seemed like they really were immortal and indestructible.
However, Lu Ye keenly sensed that the speed of their resurrection was slowing down after each death.
After five times, it had become very slow, and it took about half an hour for their vitality to show signs of recovery.
During the process of their resurrection, Lu Ye also tried to probe their bodies to see if there were any mysteries. However, even if he chopped them into minced meat, he could not find anything.
After the eighth time, the two cultivators' resurrection took half an hour, and after their resurrection, the vitality in their bodies was greatly reduced.
This made Lu Ye even more certain of his guess. No matter why these two cultivators could be resurrected, they were not really immortal and indestructible!
There was a price to pay for their resurrection.
After the twelfth time, the pieces of flesh in the sky suddenly turned into specks of fluorescent light and disappeared.
Lu Ye was stunned for a moment before he realized that Yue Yao had really died in these two months.
And they were the shadows!
When Lu Ye killed them for the first time, he thought that they were also cultivators who came to gain experience. (End of chapter)
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