Sage of Humanity
Chapter 1042 - 1040: What Are You?

Therefore, this formation unique to the Blood Race, to some extent, cannot compare with the various formations of the human race.

Once the various formations of the human race are activated, they can enhance the strength of the people forming the array to varying degrees.

The first Blood River shattered, revealing Lu Ye and Dao Thirteen along with the Dao soldiers, surrounded by a large number of Blood Race members.

The sword gourd at his waist vibrated, unleashing beams of sword light that swept across, accompanied by screams.

On such a chaotic battlefield, where enemies were everywhere, the role a True Lake Realm combat cultivator could play was indeed limited. Especially since the Blood Race's blood techniques were highly corrosive to Spiritual Artifacts, the only saber skill suitable for this battlefield was the Crescent Moon.

But the consumption of Crescent Moon was significant, so Lu Ye simply refrained from drawing his saber and instead took out the sword gourd.

Inside the sword gourd was still a large reserve of Sword Qi, perfectly suited for the current situation.

Not all Blood Race members could manifest their own Blood River; this was a skill only True Lake Realm Blood Race members possessed. Those in the Cloud River Realm could not; they could only generate blood mists to envelop themselves, greatly reducing both concealment and threat levels.

As Sword Qi raged from the sword gourd, Lu Ye's Mental Consciousness surged, leading his Dao soldiers to plunge headfirst into another Blood River.

On the side of Righteous Blood Sacred Land, the distribution of the human race cultivators' strength was somewhat awkward.

There were many top-tier strongmasters, dozens of elders, who were pillars of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land. The number of grassroots and mid-level cultivators was also quite large; this would be the case anywhere, including in the big sects of the Nine Provinces.

However, in the orthodox sense, strongmasters between the Divine Sea Level 5 realm and the Level 9 realm were quite scarce.

This was something unavoidable. Ever since the founding of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land, it had only been about thirty years. Even though Feng Wujiang once relocated a large number of humans from ten thousand miles around the Empyrean Sea, and with the Nine Provinces as a strong backing providing a massive amount of resources, with the elders personally teaching cultivation to the human race, time was ultimately too short to allow the Sacred Land humans to grow beyond the Level 5 realm.

This was also the human race's biggest disadvantage every time there was a great battle with the Blood Race.

The elders could indeed reap havoc among the Blood Race armies, but in confrontations at the strongmaster level, the human race consistently faced crushing defeats. If not for the elders holding the front lines, the human side would have collapsed long ago.

The appearance of the As-Close-As-Siblings Array Disc largely evened out this disparity.

Even if a few Divine Sea Level 1 or Level 2 realm human cultivators formed an array, they still had the capital to contend with a Divine Sea Level 5 realm enemy, and most likely had the advantage.

By this, the Dao soldiers under Lu Ye's command became even more precious.

So, in this war, his task was not to kill those Cloud River and True Lake Realm Blood Race members; these enemies could be left to human cultivators of equal strength. He needed to seek out and cut down Divine Sea realm Blood Race members, so as to continuously reduce the pressure on the human side.

Of course, for those enemies that could be easily dispatched, Lu Ye would not hold back—it's just incidental, so why not?

Although the battlefield was chaotic, with Lu Ye's mental senses probing, finding Divine Sea realm Blood Race members was not difficult; there were indeed many strongmasters among the Blood Race.

Under the Nine-Melody Chain Array, many Divine Sea realm Blood Race members fell at the scene, and since Lu Ye started cultivating, he had never experienced such exhilarating slaughter of Divine Sea realm.

Of course, he also knew this was not solely his own ability; it was the combined strength of him and his Dao soldiers.

But when you walk too many night roads, you eventually encounter ghosts.

His performance attracted the attention of many Blood Race members, mainly because they couldn't figure out why he had powerful members of their own race assisting him.

The existence of Dao soldiers had never appeared on the battlefield of the two races' confrontation, and its sudden emergence left the Blood Race at a disadvantage.

After slaying a Divine Sea realm Blood Race in one of the Blood Rivers, as he escaped, another Blood River enveloped him and Dao Thirteen along with a group of Dao soldiers.

As the blood light flickered, it seemed a figure flashed past him, and Lu Ye instinctively drew the Boulder Mountain Saber and cleaved forward.

A clanging sound rang out, and immense power swept over, causing Lu Ye's arm to go numb and his chest to churn with blood Qi. Without the array's assistance, he would have surely suffered a loss.

It was a Divine Sea Level 8 realm Blood Race! Lu Ye instantly judged the opponent's cultivation.

Among the Blood Race he had previously slain, the highest cultivation level was only Divine Sea Level 6 realm, making this the strongest Blood Race he had encountered so far.

It wasn't that there weren't any Divine Sea Level 9 realm members; with an army of hundreds of thousands, they were everywhere. However, those top-tier Divine Sea realm strongmasters were currently all surrounding and restraining the human elders.

Each level of Blood Race had its battlefield.

Relying on the Blood Race Dao soldiers around him, Lu Ye could clearly discern the enemy's position. This is how he had always done it; the ones who knew the depths of the Blood River were always the Blood Race themselves.

As long as he could locate the position of the Blood Race's true form, killing them wasn't hard.

However, this time was different; the enemy's cultivation was too high, their movements too fast. Even if Lu Ye could detect their position, he couldn't keep up with their speed.

In a flash of thought, Lu Ye activated the power of the Talent Tree.

Before the battle, he had considered such scenarios, contemplating what to do if he really encountered such a strong enemy.

Utilizing the power of the Talent Tree was undoubtedly the best solution.

Invisible roots stretched out, burrowing into the four corners of the Blood River... absorb at will!

The real power in the Blood River could be absorbed, not to mention the secret techniques activated by the Blood Race.

Moreover, the Blood River driven by the Blood Race didn't come from nowhere; it was an embodiment of their entire strength, containing extremely rich energy.

In this way, when Lu Ye activates the Talent Tree to devour the Blood River, it's equivalent to consuming the foundation of that powerful Blood Race member.

With the Nine-Melody Chain Array, the Divine Sea Level 8 Blood Race has no way to deal with Lu Ye for the moment, and although Lu Ye also can't do much to him, they can't remain in a stalemate forever.

Eventually, it's the Blood Race that will suffer a loss.

As time goes on, the Blood River will disintegrate even without an attack, and the Blood Race's own strength will be diminished.

The changes in the Blood River couldn't escape the Blood Race's notice, as it was after all the manifestation of all his power. The moment he sensed something wrong, he screamed in rage, "What kind of thing are you?"

It had always been the Blood Race that devoured the blood of the human race, never did he imagine that one day he would witness a human capable of devouring the Blood Race.

While shocked internally, he saw Lu Ye biting a Blood Crystal in his mouth, crunching it with a loud snap.

After battling for so long, his spirit force was quite depleted, so this was the right opportunity to replenish a bit.

However, upon witnessing this, the Blood Race was inevitably terrified in his heart.

Feeling the Blood River's power quickly diminishing, he dared not maintain this secret technique any longer. His figure rolled, and the Blood River rapidly merged back into his body.

Lu Ye saw the light of day again, unfolded the wings spirit runes on his back, and with Move-Like-The-Wind as his support, surged like thunder and lightning towards the Divine Sea Realm Blood Race in front of him. Dao Thirteen and other Blood Race Dao soldiers followed like shadows, instantly trapping the enemy in the array.

The Boulder Mountain Saber was lifted in front, and piercing out with a wave, spots of starlight flickered uncertainly.

Tyrannical Saber 1st Movement, Myriad Stars!

Facing this strike, the Blood Race was undaunted. With his Divine Sea Level 8 cultivation, he had reason to be fearless. His Mental Consciousness surged towards Lu Ye while reaching out a hand, sharp fingernails glinting with cold light as they aimed for Lu Ye's chest.

If this pierced him, even with the Crimson Dragon Battle Suit's protection, Lu Ye might not be spared.

But at that moment, the spirit force around the Blood Race suddenly became chaotic, and a petal appeared out of nowhere.

The petal was enormous, and under the Blood Race's astonished gaze, it instantly wrapped him tightly. The Blood Race's sharp fingernails halted at Lu Ye's heart, but Lu Ye's saber strike had already descended.

Specks of blood light splattered, rendering the Blood Race's figure even more rigid. At the same time, Dao Thirteen's fists punched out, while other Blood Race Dao soldiers extended their hands like claws.

One-on-one, no one could be his opponent, but under the array's cover, who would engage in a one-on-one fight? It was all about the gang assault strategy. _{f(r)eew(e)bnovel.(c)o(m)}

Lu Ye sheathed his saber and immediately headed in the direction where another Divine Sea Realm Blood Race was located.

Behind him, that Level 8 Blood Race had turned into a shattered mess.

There was no time to even dig out the Blood Crystal.

Two hundred feet away, on top of the city wall, Lady Moon smiled faintly, retracting her raised jade-like finger, her spirit force slowly subsiding.

On this side of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land, among the elders from the Nine Provinces still alive, there were about seventy people, and on average, each small island could have six or seven stationed as guardians.

But on the small island where Lu Ye was, there were only Mong Jie and Lady Moon. The arrangement was such because of the Blood Race Dao soldiers under Lu Ye's command.

With over a hundred Blood Race Dao soldiers, this side didn't need too many elders.

Mong Jie had already charged out earlier, with Lu Ye and the Dao soldiers following closely, but Lady Moon remained here.

She wasn't just watching the show; being one of the top magic cultivators from the Nine Provinces, even just standing here, any Blood Race targeted by her wouldn't meet a good end.

But because precautions were necessary, she couldn't intervene frequently.

Nonetheless, she could lend Lu Ye a hand at critical moments.

The petal that wrapped around the Blood Race earlier was her handiwork.

When the Blood Race was hiding in the Blood River, she might not have had a good way to deal with it, but once it revealed itself, it became a target for her.

The battlefield was chaotic; Lu Ye could feel earth-shattering energies clashing incessantly. Those were the elders from the Nine Provinces displaying their might.

Almost every elder was surrounded by a large number of Divine Sea Realm Blood Race members. They were fearless, using their bodies and lives to restrain these elders.

There were also single combat duels, with Blood Race Sacred Seeds taking the field.

Although the elders' strength was formidable, the Sacred Seeds were also extraordinary, with almost every one of them possessing power to rival those elders.

Previously, Lu Ye thought that the Star Moon Saintly Venerable was the only Sacred Seed on the northern front, but now he realized his mistake. There were not only Star Moon Saintly Venerable, but at least five Sacred Seeds. Previously, they stayed hidden, keeping their presence concealed, but now that they showed up to fight, their immense power was unmistakably clear.

The Blood Race army's assault never ceased; the human race had its concerns, so they could only maintain the battle line a few hundred feet from the small island.

They couldn't advance because they wouldn't receive support from the rear, and they couldn't retreat because it would allow the Blood Race to break through the defense line.

This few hundred feet range had starkly become a death zone. The Blood Race suffered heavy casualties, and the human race also paid a considerable price in terms of dead and injured.

This war, like previous ones, was just as relentless.