Coupled with the suppression of their bloodlines, it was only a matter of time before their blood rivers merged. The only thing Saint Mo Hai could do was delay this process as much as possible.
At the very least, Yang Kai still had some geographical advantage, but once Lu Ye's Blood River was integrated into the battle, this advantage would disappear.
However, some things couldn't be stopped just because one wanted to. The blood rivers continued to merge as the blood arts clashed.
Until a certain moment, the fusion was complete.
In the eyes of the Blood Race spectating from afar, the blood river had expanded greatly.
The volume of the Blood River in the middle had undoubtedly expanded by a lot, because the current Blood River was the fusion of the three Blood Rivers. The Blood River spread out like a sea of blood.
It was a sea of terrifying might.
The terrifying holiness surging out from the blood sea made all the Blood Race not dare to approach recklessly.
Within the blood river, Saint Mo Hai gritted his teeth. His face was full of anger as he activated more and more blood arts.
Lu Ye no longer used blood arts to attack. He was at a disadvantage in this aspect. It was unrealistic to rely on blood arts to kill Saint Mo Hai.
Now that the river of blood had fused, it would be difficult for him, Saint Sovereign Mo Hai, or Lan Qiyue to escape from the battlefield today.
The disadvantage on the battlefield had been evened out. All that was left was to fight!
Lu Ye's figure flickered as he pounced toward Saint Mo Hai. He waved his Mountain Saber, blocking one blood art after another. His aura was rising steadily.
The distance between them was rapidly closing.
A drop of essence blood exploded. Under the cover of Lu Ye's clothes, a blood-stained spiritual pattern formed on his chest. In an instant, his already ferocious aura became even more violent.
He couldn't use the Dragon Emperor, but the blood-stained spiritual pattern was fine. Although the enhancement brought by the blood-stained spiritual pattern would become weaker as Lu Ye's strength increased, any bit of improvement could be an opportunity for victory in a life-and-death battle like this.
Saint Mo Hai wasn't just standing there as Lu Ye closed in. He kept retreating, but the blood sea was only so big. Where could he retreat to?
All of a sudden, the two figures collided.
When the Pan Mountain Saber slashed down, Saint Venerable Mo Hai met it with his fist. However, he was already wary of the Pan Mountain Saber's power, so he wasn't stupid enough to take it head-on.
Even though he did not know what would happen if he was hit by the saber …
Therefore, his attack was aimed at the body of the Mountain Pan Saber.
Lu Ye's saber was knocked to the side by the impact. He took advantage of the momentum to kick out his leg, aiming for Saint Sage Mo Hai's abdomen with a ferocious kick.
However, he didn't expect the other party to have the same thoughts.
Under the same head-on collision, the two figures stagnated slightly, and then their figures retreated at the same time.
The violent power exploded, and within a radius of a hundred feet, the river of blood turned into a sky. Under the obstruction of the invisible power, the surrounding blood water formed a hollow circle with a radius of a hundred feet.
Forcefully stabilizing themselves, each of them pounced on the other ferociously. Among all the battles, this kind of close combat was the most dangerous, but also the most entertaining. The clash between an Armament Cultivator and a Body Cultivator would often ignite the fiercest sparks.
Every time Lu Ye's long saber slashed down, it was blocked by Saint Sage Mo Hai's fists. Saint Sage Mo Hai's sharp attacks were also completely neutralized by Lu Ye. Both of them unleashed fierce moves one after another, and the battle was in full swing. For a moment, they were evenly matched!
The last trace of uneasiness in Lu Ye's heart dissipated.
Although his Saint Attribute was stronger than Saint Sage Mo Hai's and could suppress his strength to a certain extent, he couldn't figure out the extent of this suppression until they fought head-on.
After this exchange, Lu Ye confirmed one thing.
The strength that Saint Sage Mo Hai could display at this moment was stronger than an ordinary Ninth Order Divine Sea Realm cultivator!
And Lu Ye's perception of his own strength was about the same level.
In other words, Saint Sage Mo Hai was slightly stronger than him, but there was a limit to it!
Thanks to the various specialties of the Blood Race and the female Saint Seed who died before, Lu Ye wouldn't have the capital to compete with Saint Sage Mo Hai at this moment if he hadn't refined the Saint Blood she left behind.
Encountering an opponent who just happened to be stronger than him was naturally a good opportunity.
A life or death battle wasn't all about the comparison of strength, but also one's performance on the battlefield. Therefore, even if Saint Sage Mo Hai was stronger than Saint Sage Mo Hai, he was stronger than Saint Sage Mo Hai.
At this moment, Lu Ye was slightly stronger than him. As long as he found the opportunity, Lu Ye was confident that he could kill him here.
As for whether he could find this opportunity or not, it would depend on his own ability to adapt and react on the spot.
In contrast, Saint Sage Mo Hai's mood was extremely bad at the moment. The first human who had suddenly appeared had a powerful Saint Attribute and was suppressing him was one thing, but the strength displayed by this human was also so terrifying.
The other party's Spirit Energy fluctuations were clearly only at the level of a Fifth Order cultivator, but the strength he displayed was far beyond that.
How could a despicable human possess such strength that defied common sense?
As a Saint Seed, Saint Sage Mo Hai had naturally heard some rumours about the Southern Territory. He knew that there was a Human Race Holy Land there with countless masters, but because it was too far away, Saint Sage Mo Hai had never interacted with the Human Race there. In his opinion, the Human Race was a lowly existence, nothing more than pigs and dogs raised by the Blood Race.
It wasn't until the real fight at this moment that he realized he had underestimated the strength of the Human Race.
This human who was called Senior Brother by Lan Qi Yue was definitely from the Southern Territory. Although Saint Sage Mo Hai didn't know why he had the characteristics of a Saint Seed, his existence was really incredible.
At this point, whether it was him or Lu Ye, neither of them could win easily. This battle was destined to be a life or death situation.
As they fought, Yang Kai had also used his Divine Sense to attack, hoping to find a breakthrough. In his opinion, with such a great gap in cultivation, even if Lu Ye possessed strength that surpassed his own cultivation, the strength of his Divine Sense might not be so great.
There was nothing wrong with his strategy, but his several Divine Sense attacks were all in vain, unable to affect the enemy at all. On the contrary, Saint Sage Mo Hai's Spiritual Energy was consumed.
Saint Sage Mo Hai knew that this human's Soul was just as powerful!
This time, he had misunderstood Lu Ye. Lu Ye was able to remain unperturbed by his Spiritual Energy attack. Although his Soul was not weak, most of it was due to the effects of the Soul Suppressing Tower.
This Soul Suppressing Pagoda had cost him a huge amount of battle merits to exchange for this Soul Suppressing Pagoda from the War Merit Pavilion.
At the very least, he didn't have to worry about the Soul Suppressing Pagoda when fighting against a Divine Sea Realm cultivator stronger than him. All he needed to do was to kill the enemy with all his strength.
The Blood River rumbled continuously as two figures entangled with each other, moving freely in the huge Blood River.
Lan Qi Yue hid in the Blood River and used the Blood River's power to restrain Saint Sage Mo Hai.
This situation was similar to when tigers and wolves were fighting, and a little rabbit was playing tricks on them. The effect was not obvious, but it was more or less useful.
This annoyed Saint Sage Mo Hai, but at this moment, he couldn't spare a hand to deal with Lan Qi Yue.
The pressure from Lu Ye forced him to go all out.
This was definitely the strongest opponent he had encountered in his life. Unless there was some deep enmity between Saint Seeds, they wouldn't easily erupt into conflict. Therefore, even though Saint Sage Mo Hai had lived for many years, he didn't have much experience fighting other Saint Seeds.
This was the drawback of all the Saint Seeds in the Blood Refinement Realm. They didn't have much experience in life and death battles because they lacked the conditions to fight.
Of course, the Saint Seeds in the Southern Border had grown in this aspect because they often fought with the old seniors of the human race.
However, Saint Sage Mo Hai didn't have this advantage. This made it difficult for him to turn this advantage into a victory even though he was slightly stronger than Lu Ye.
If it were the cultivators of the Nine Regions, such a situation would never occur. For those powerful cultivators who often wandered on the edge of life and death and had rich experience in fighting, any little advantage could be expanded like a rolling snowball, and eventually evolved into a killing force.
Lu Ye was keenly aware of this, which gave him more confidence in his plan to kill the enemy.
Now, all he lacked was an opportunity. The opportunity had finally come!
The long battle had made Saint Sage Mo Hai lose his patience and caution. When the two sides attacked each other, he took a risk.
When Lu Ye's long saber slashed at him, he didn't choose to swing it away this time. Instead, he formed a claw with one hand and stabbed at Lu Ye's chest.
On his five fingers, blood-red nails suddenly grew out like sharp thorns, wrapped in a cold and deathly aura.
He had always felt that the long saber in Lu Ye's hand was a little strange. It came from his instinctive perception of danger. Therefore, even after such a long fierce battle, he didn't let the saber land a single slash on his body.
However, the price of doing so was that his attacks were all neutralized by Lu Ye.
If this battle continued, he didn't know when it would end. Saint Sage Mo Hai couldn't take it anymore, so he wanted to change it.
He wanted to pay the price of being slashed by Lu Ye and pierce the human's heart!
As long as he could succeed, no matter how strange the long saber was, it wouldn't matter. Even if he couldn't succeed, it shouldn't be a big deal if he just slashed once. Moreover, it wasn't as if he couldn't defend himself.
That was what he thought, and that was what he did.
As he stabbed with one hand like a claw, the blood-red light on his body quickly surged and turned into a solid barrier.
Coincidentally, Lu Ye was doing the same thing.
Spiritual power gathered on his chest. With a flash of spiritual light, defensive spiritual tattoos appeared in layers.
The sharp nails pierced through the first layer of defense, followed by the second layer, the third layer … In the blink of an eye, the defensive spiritual tattoos activated by Lu Ye were all broken. This showed how terrifying this attack was.
The Pan Mountain Saber slashed down fiercely. The sharp blade cut through the defense on the surface of Saint Sage Mo Hai's body and mercilessly slashed his body.
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