Outside the Forest of a Thousand Poisons, the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators looked solemn as they waited.
Messages kept coming in from all sides, so the Myriad Demon Ridge knew Lu Ye's movements like the back of their hand.
"Senior Brother Wu, Lu Yiye is already a hundred miles away. He'll be here soon." Qin Zheng from the Thousand Feather Sect walked up to a man.
The man he addressed as Senior Brother Wu was Wu Beihan, who was ranked 33rd on the Spirit Stream List. He came from a first-grade sect and was much stronger than Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng had led the Hidden Fog Mountain's pursuit of Lu Ye, but they had suffered heavy losses and humiliated him and the Thousand Feather Sect.
Now, the Myriad Demon Ridge had sent out a lot of experts. There were more than ten Spirit Stream List experts here, so Qin Zheng naturally didn't have the authority to give orders.
"How many people are with him?" Wu Beihan looked in the direction Lu Ye had come from. A hundred miles was very close to the Core Region cultivators. They would probably arrive in less than an incense stick's worth of time.
"About three or four hundred."
"Only three or four hundred …" Wu Beihan snorted. "There's nothing to be afraid of."
The Myriad Demon Ridge had gathered three or four thousand people here. Although they wanted to surround the Forest of a Thousand Poisons and had spread out a lot of people, there were still more than seven hundred people in this direction.
The Grand Sky Alliance had only sent three or four hundred people, so it was undoubtedly suicidal.
Qin Zheng wanted to remind Wu Beihan not to underestimate the enemy, but on second thought, he realized that the difference in numbers between them and the enemy was close to double. It was impossible for the Myriad Demons Ridge to lose this battle no matter what. Thus, he did not say anything, lest he be ridiculed for being a coward.
Because of the Hidden Fog Mountain's defeat, he had been blamed by many people openly and secretly. They said that it was his mistake that caused the Myriad Demon Ridge to suffer heavy losses and lose face.
But in fact, in such an environment, he had been ordered to do so. How could he have made a good decision? The entire Hidden Fog Mountain was almost led by the nose by Lu Ye.
Wu Beihan was undoubtedly a steady person. Even if his side had the advantage in numbers and said there was nothing to be afraid of, he still carefully ordered people to check the surrounding arrangements.
They had set up many formations in this area. Some people had even bought spirit tools from the Tianji Treasure House to capture people.
It was a spirit tool that looked like a large net. It required several people to work together to cast it. It was usually used to capture some large and troublesome demonic beasts.
Every Spirit Net was extremely valuable, but in order to deal with Lu Yiye, the Myriad Demon Ridge had bought over a dozen Spirit Nets. If Lu Yiye didn't show up, then it would be fine, but if he did, then he wouldn't be able to escape!
Wu Beihan then looked at a certain spot in the crowd. There was a small cultivator with an ordinary appearance. He was the type that no one would look at if he was thrown into a crowd. The spirit light on the surface of his body was only at the Heavenly Eight level.
However, very few of the cultivators from the Myriad Devils Ridge knew that this person was a ghost cultivator ranked 9th on the Spirit Stream List, Ghost Shadow.
It was no secret that Lu Ye had been able to kill a Heaven Rank 9 cultivator with his Heaven Rank Seven cultivation base. Thus, if they really wanted to deal with Lu Ye, the Ghost Cultivator's ambush would undoubtedly be a sharp blade to look forward to. And as the strongest Ghost Cultivator in the Spirit Stream Battlefield, Ghost Shadow's arrival filled Wu Beihan with confidence in this operation.
Everything was ready. Hundreds of cultivators held their breaths, waiting for the people of Haotian Alliance to show up.
Time passed. Until a certain moment, someone whispered, "They're here!"
At the end of their field of vision, a large number of flowing lights rushed over. They were the cultivators of Haotian Alliance who were escorting Lu Ye. Leading them were more than a dozen sword cultivators from the Beixuan Sword Sect.
The Myriad Devils Ridge was in an uproar.
Hundreds of cultivators from Haotian Alliance brazenly rushed over, which undoubtedly made them feel underestimated. At the same time, they were puzzled. What was Haotian Alliance trying to do? These people were all cultivators from the core circle. There was no reason for them to be so stupid.
In the distance, in the Haotian Alliance's camp, Yu Lianzhou looked in the direction of the Myriad Poison Forest and said in a deep voice, "Brother Lu, there are still 20 miles left!"
"Got it."
Lu Ye, who had been sitting cross-legged behind Yu Lianzhou, slowly stood up and said in a clear voice, "Brother Lu, thank you for protecting me along the way. Leave the rest to me. Please act according to the situation."
A cultivator from Tianjiu laughed. "Brother Yi Ye, I don't know what you're going to do, but the Myriad Devils Ridge is very powerful now. It'll be difficult for you to do it alone. Since we're here, we're not afraid to go with you. However, I'll say this first. If you can't do it, you still have to run. Where there's life, there's hope, Brother Yi Ye."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"10 miles!" Yu Lianzhou shouted. From his position, he could already feel the spiritual power fluctuations from the cultivators of the Myriad Devils Ridge.
Lu Ye summoned his spirit boat and jumped down from Yu Lianzhou's flying sword. As he raised his hand and drank a bottle of Resting Fruit Wine that he had prepared, the spirit boat shook slightly and rushed to the front.
In the next instant, under the gazes of thousands of people from both sides, Lu Ye's body was suddenly shrouded by a dark red spiritual power.
Rich spiritual power flowed, gushed, and gathered, turning into the shape of an egg and tightly wrapped around Lu Ye.
Violent spiritual power fluctuations spread in all directions. On the surface of the egg, various mysterious patterns rapidly evolved, dazzling the eyes.
The group of people from the Grand Sky Alliance had long felt that Lu Ye was holding back some powerful technique. At this moment, they naturally opened their eyes wide to see clearly. However, they were confused.
Because no one could see what Lu Ye was doing.
Similarly, the cultivators of the Myriad Devils Ridge were confused. Lu Ye suddenly rushed out and used his spiritual power to condense into the shape of an egg. His entire body was hiding inside. Looking at his posture, it seemed like he wanted to force his way out?
But so what if he protected himself so tightly? With more than 700 cultivators from the core circle attacking together, even a True Lake Stage cultivator would have to think twice.
The tide-like spiritual power crazily surged. The patterns on the spirit energy egg that wrapped around Lu Ye became increasingly clear and flashed with a dazzling luster.
The spiritual power stored in the Spirit Storage Rune on his chest was completely consumed in less than three breaths of time. Then, it was the spiritual power stored in the second Spirit Storage Rune, followed by the spiritual power stored in the other Spirit Storage Runes, and finally, the spiritual power flowing in Lu Ye's spirit apertures.
There had never been a time when Lu Ye's spiritual power consumption was so severe.
Outsiders could only see the various changes on the surface of the spirit energy egg, but in reality, there were even more changes inside the spirit energy egg. The fragments of spirit runes contained in one or two hundred Talent Tree leaves were constructed by Lu Ye in an extremely short period of time using a huge amount of spiritual power and then pieced together.
Not only did it consume spiritual power, it also consumed the power of the mind.
The Grand Heaven Alliance cultivators behind Lu Ye were the first to sense that something was wrong because the spirit energy egg that wrapped around Lu Ye was emitting an extremely dangerous aura that made their skin prickle.
Under Lianzhou's lead, the Grand Heaven Alliance cultivators, who originally planned to charge into the Myriad Poison Forest with Lu Ye, stopped in their tracks. The corners of their eyes twitched as they stared at the spiritual power egg that was rapidly approaching the Myriad Devils Ridge's camp.
They didn't dare to continue following. Although they didn't see what technique Lu Ye was using, it was obviously a very powerful and dangerous technique.
Once it was used, it was very likely that they would be accidentally injured.
Thinking back to what Lu Ye said before, the Grand Heaven Alliance cultivators finally understood where his confidence came from.
At this moment, they were only three miles away from the Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators.
Even so, they were rapidly closing in.
The Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators finally realized that something was wrong because the surface of the approaching spirit energy egg was scorching red as if it was about to explode. Even though they were a few miles away, the terrifying aura made their hair stand on end.
Wu Beihan stared fixedly at the spirit energy egg. The surging warning in his heart told him to escape from this place as soon as possible, but his dignity as a cultivator made him unable to move.
Hundreds of people were facing one person. If he escaped like this, what would happen?
He didn't notice that Ghost Shadow, who was in the crowd, had already concealed himself and ran somewhere.
A powerful ghost cultivator like Ghost Shadow was extremely sensitive to danger. The horror of an impending disaster made him not dare to stay here any longer!
One mile, one mile …
Wu Beihan shouted angrily, "Kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, many formations were activated. Spells and artifacts blotted out the sky and covered the earth as they bombarded the oncoming Spiritual Energy Eggs. Not only that, but there were also cultivators who flew into the sky on their artifacts, and many Spiritual Nets flew towards the Spiritual Energy Eggs.
Kacha …
Cracks appeared on the surface of the scorching red spirit energy egg. The moment it shattered, a clear and loud cry suddenly resounded through the world.
Orange flames swept in all directions, and a huge firebird appeared out of thin air.
The firebird was more than thirty meters long, with long feathers trailing behind it. Its wingspan was nearly sixty meters. Its posture was graceful, and its expression was vivid. The patterns of feathers covering its body were clearly visible, as if it was a living creature.
Its wings flapped, and everywhere it passed, the space was scorched and distorted. Many attacking spells hit its body, but they were like stones sinking into the sea. Many flying artifacts lost their spirituality in an instant, and their restrictions were all destroyed. They melted and fell to the ground. The dozen or so spirit nets that covered it couldn't stop its graceful movements.
On this day, a divine bird appeared, and the world was shocked!
All the cultivators who saw this scene looked at the huge firebird with dazed and trembling eyes.
"The Four Sacred Beasts, Vermillion Bird!"
Yu Lianzhou murmured. Even though he was an extremely outstanding sword cultivator, his sword heart was shaken at this moment, and his scalp was numb.
He had only read about the Four Sacred Beasts in the sect's records, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.
Today, he saw it with his own eyes.
He felt a lingering fear. If he hadn't reacted quickly and stopped following Lu Ye, his side would have suffered heavy losses when the Vermillion Bird appeared.
Not only him, but all the cultivators from the Grand Heaven Alliance were also terrified.
They all guessed that Lu Ye was going to use a powerful technique, but now they knew that it was too powerful.
Moreover, what technique was this? Even the Four Sacred Beasts were summoned.
Of course, everyone knew that these weren't the real Four Sacred Beasts. The real Four Sacred Beasts would probably only need to flap their wings to destroy the entire Spirit Stream Battlefield.
These were only condensed by Lu Ye with his own spiritual power. The key question was, could a Spirit Stream cultivator use such a technique?
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