Sage of Humanity
Chapter 1030 - 1028: Empyrean Sea

Feeling the malice from the ghost cultivator elder, Dao Thirteen flashed and stood in front of Lu Ye, his gaze heavy and his aura ready to burst forth.

The ghost cultivator elder's steps paused, slightly surprised.

"They are not Blood Slaves," the sword cultivator elder known as Jian Guhong slowly opened his eyes and said.

"How can you tell?" The ghost cultivator elder tilted his head to look at him.

Jian Guhong's gaze was as sharp as a sword, looking at Dao Thirteen standing in front of Lu Ye: "This person should be a Dao soldier!"

"Dao soldier?" Several people were momentarily stunned and carefully appraised.

After a while, the magic cultivator woman nodded slightly: "I knew there was something strange about him; turns out he's a Dao soldier. Your eyes are truly sharp to see through his guise at a glance."

The ghost cultivator elder was stunned: "How can there be a Dao soldier in the Blood Refinement World?" He looked at Lu Ye: "Kid, did you refine this Dao soldier?"

Dao Thirteen being a Dao soldier was something he had personally told Lu Ye, but Lu Ye truly didn't understand what a Dao soldier actually was.

When he first heard the term, he thought it was some kind of cover armorer creation, similar to his master's doppelganger, Little Butterfly.

But Dao Thirteen was not a cover armorer creation; he was a living person.

"No," Lu Ye shook his head honestly.

"Then why does he follow you and remain so loyal?" The ghost cultivator elder evidently found it hard to believe.

Normally speaking, a Dao soldier only follows the commands of its own master, unwaveringly loyal. This situation indeed felt peculiar, as he also doubted a True Lake Realm individual like Lu Ye could refine a Dao soldier like Dao Thirteen.

"Perhaps we just hit it off?" Lu Ye naturally couldn't say it was due to the Soul Taming Psyche.

"Nonsense!" The ghost cultivator elder chuckled at his words.

"But why is there a Dao soldier in the Blood Refinement World?" The magic cultivator woman furrowed her brow, genuinely unable to comprehend the matter.

The human race in the Blood Refinement World lacked good cultivation environments, and even those taken as Blood Slaves by the Blood Race couldn't cultivate to a high level, so Divine Sea Realm Blood Slaves were rare.

Not to mention an existence like Dao soldiers — it's difficult enough for the human race to cultivate; who has the ability to refine a Dao soldier?

"That's why I brought them along," Jian Guhong slowly spoke, "The Blood Refinement World may not have Dao soldiers, but that doesn't mean other places don't."

Upon hearing this, the bodies of several people trembled slightly.

"You mean..." The ghost cultivator elder's eyes narrowed, but Lu Ye couldn't hear what followed; he only sensed mental consciousness fluctuations, indicating that they were communicating via audio transmission.

During the exchange, their gazes occasionally appraised him and Dao Thirteen.

After a while, their exchange ended, and the magic cultivator woman nodded slightly: "Verifying whether they are Blood Slaves is simple — we'll certainly encounter Blood Race on the return journey. We'll know then."

With that, she summoned a spirit ark: "Let's go."

They flashed and landed on the spirit ark, and Lu Ye exchanged a glance with Dao Thirteen, both also boarding.

The magic cultivator woman activated her spirit force, and the spirit ark immediately transformed into streaks of light, ascending into the sky.

Throughout the journey, the few strong cultivators with Divine Sea Realm cultivation were deep in thought, remaining silent. Although Lu Ye had many questions, it was not appropriate to speak at the moment.

Along the way, they encountered a team of Blood Race, presumably heading to gather at the Star Moon Sacred Land. At the behest of the magic cultivator woman, Lu Ye and Dao Thirteen leaped off the spirit ark and charged into the Blood Race team, slaughtering them.

This was their method of verifying whether Lu Ye and Dao Thirteen were Blood Slaves.

As Blood Slaves, it was impossible to have any feeling of harm towards the Blood Race. In the minds of Blood Slaves, the Blood Race was supreme.

If one dared to rampantly massacre the Blood Race, they naturally couldn't be Blood Slaves.

Having verified Lu Ye and Dao Thirteen's pure human race identities, the ghost cultivator elder's attitude toward Lu Ye became much more amicable, and he began chit-chatting with him.

Upon learning that Lu Ye had journeyed all the way from the north, intending to seek refuge at the Righteous Blood Sacred Land, he couldn't help but be amazed.

After all, the journey was not short, and despite Dao Thirteen having Divine Sea Realm cultivation, it was no simple feat for two members of the human race to travel south.

"Kid, how did you manage to sneak into the Blood Race's ranks?" The ghost cultivator elder was puzzled by this point.

Logically speaking, if Lu Ye and Dao Thirteen weren't Blood Slaves, it should be impossible for them to remain unscathed among the Blood Race's ranks. But amidst the countless Blood Race troops, they managed to stay safe.

"I have some mind manipulation means that made a member of the Blood Race mistakenly believe we were his Blood Slaves," Lu Ye vaguely explained.

The ghost cultivator elder understood, casting a glance at Dao Thirteen: "No wonder he's so devoted to you. Have you used that means on him too?"

Dao soldiers generally had low spiritual intelligence, so if Lu Ye could confuse the Blood Race, deceiving a Dao soldier naturally wasn't an issue.

"Yes."

The ghost cultivator elder then warned: "When we reach the Sacred Land, you can't use those means freely. If I find out, I won't let you off lightly."

Lu Ye gladly replied: "Are you all from the Righteous Blood Sacred Land?"

"Authentically so."

Lu Ye's heart settled down.

The flying speed of the spirit ark was very fast. Although Dao Thirteen was also in the Divine Sea Realm, restricted by the quality of Lu Ye's flying spirit artifact, the speed, although not slow, could not compare to what he was witnessing now.

In terms of speed alone, the current speed of flight was naturally much faster than before.

The further ahead he went, the more desolate it became.

It was not due to the environment, but because this place was near the Empyrean Sea, where strong cultivators of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land often ventured out to roam and look around, so no Blood Race dared to gather nearby.

It could be said that in the surrounding area of a hundred thousand miles around the Empyrean Sea, no Blood Race would dare to tread carelessly unless their large army was besieging the Righteous Blood Sacred Land, making this place lively.

Days later, a vast expanse of blood-red appeared before his eyes.

The Empyrean Sea had arrived.

The sea water seemed to gather like blood water, just like the scene Lu Ye had seen in the Blood Pool before, only this Blood Pool was excessively large.

The spirit ark did not stop, sweeping across the sky above the Blood Sea, continuing forward.

After flying for half a day's work, small dotted islands appeared like stars in a grid pattern. From afar, these islands stood in the Blood Sea, as small as chess pieces, but upon approaching, it was evident that the islands were not minor in size.

The archipelagos formed an oval shape, distributed over the Blood Sea, and in the middle of these islands, a larger island stood.

On every outer island stood a giant city, with defensive structures along the city walls, bustling with human race cultivators coming and going.

Again, it was time for the Blood Race to besiege the Sacred Land, and naturally, the human race here was actively preparing for battle. The myriad defensive structures on the outer archipelagos were the Righteous Blood Sacred Land's most formidable line of defense, a bastion that allowed the land to repeatedly repel the Blood Race's attacks.

Yet, while observing silently, Lu Ye couldn't shake the feeling that things weren't that simple.

From the intelligence gathered so far, the Blood Race's army force would at least be in the millions. With such an enormous formation, including the Saintly Venerable and many Heavenly Venerables, relying on only this defense line might not suffice for the Righteous Blood Sacred Land.

Unless… the Righteous Blood Sacred Land had enough strong human cultivators.

Like the team led by Jian Guhong.

But can there really be so many of such strong ones? To be honest, Lu Ye was already quite surprised to see four such strong cultivators at once. No matter how profound the foundations of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land might be, there probably wouldn't be too many like them.

Some things were still unclear.

But the purpose of his journey had been achieved.

Starting from the Thousand Streams Blessed Land, it had been almost five months, and he finally reached the sole human presence in this world.

The answers he sought must also be found here.

The magic cultivator woman steered the spirit ark directly toward the central big island of the archipelago, which should be the foundation of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land.

On the big island, the human presence was evident everywhere, and many had cultivations, though some were just ordinary people. These ordinary people did not experience the hardships faced by outsiders; hence, they lived prosperous and happy lives.

Seeing this, Lu Ye, who had witnessed the various tribulations of the human race since arriving in this world, couldn't help feeling a bit emotional.

Ultimately, the Righteous Blood Sacred Land could only protect a limited number of the human race. Apart from the people here, the vast majority still lived amid great suffering.

With the emergence of a new Thousand Streams Blessed Land in the Blood Refinement World, as Lann Qiyue's strength grows and her territory expands, inevitably, more of the human race will be protected.

Throughout his journey, he had also enslaved many Blood Race Blessed Land Masters, even a Heavenly Venerable, which should improve the situation for humans in the regions under the control of these subjugated Blood Races.

But ultimately, this doesn't solve the problem at its core.

The Righteous Blood Sacred Land is a beacon of hope, a spark that may one day blaze through the Blood Refinement World, truly freeing the human race from their suffering.

The spirit ark stopped at the base of a spirit mountaintop on the central big island.

The spirit mountaintop was not high, only a hundred meters, but it was covered with a sprawling complex of buildings, which Lu Ye guessed might be where the high authorities of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land gathered.

"Wait here," the magic cultivator woman instructed him, stowing away the spirit ark, and along with the other three, proceeded up the spirit mountaintop.

Returning from a mission naturally required reporting back. Although they didn't manage to kill the Star Moon Saintly Venerable this time, they at least figured out the rough strength of the northern front.

This way, the Sacred Land could also make preparations.

Before the Sacred Master summoned Lu Ye, they couldn't casually bring him up.

Lu Ye stood quietly with Dao Thirteen at the spot, where no guards were stationed, and ordinary people would not approach, making the two appear somewhat conspicuous.

After waiting for a long time, it got a bit dull, so he looked around and noticed a stone tablet not far away.

Glancing over it initially without much thought, he soon returned his gaze, with a look of surprise on his face, and walked to the stone tablet to examine it intently.

Meanwhile, at the peak, a middle-aged man stood with hands behind his back on a suspended stone, gazing at the archipelago.

Jian Guhong and the others reached the man's back, bowing in unison, "Sacred Master."

The man turned around, revealing a handsome face, a gentle smile gracing his features, "Have you all returned? You've worked hard."

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