When Lu Ye came in, he immediately saw quite a number of Insect Race creatures climbing upwards.

He went on a killing spree to clear the nearby Insect Race before he found a hidden spot to activate the Split Shadow.

A moment later, another figure identical to Lu Ye appeared. He took off his Crimson Dragon Battle Suit and dressed the doppelganger in it, removed the sword gourd from his waist and hung it on the doppelganger's waist, then left two storage sacks with some supplies for the doppelganger.

Once everything was set, the doppelganger commanded the sword light, rushed out of the ground fissure, and dashed towards the direction of the Dark Moon Forest Pass.

Meanwhile, the main body concealed his form, silently left the ground fissure, and headed towards Haotian City.

The vision started becoming strange, as two different scenes simultaneously appeared in Lu Ye's view. Fortunately, Lu Ye had experienced this before, and now that he had been promoted to the Divine Sea Realm, his Mental Consciousness was much stronger, so this change didn't affect him much.

It was simply multitasking.

A vague uneasy feeling lingered, this feeling started yesterday but was not clear, and Lu Ye didn't pay much attention to it. Until today, this feeling became much more distinct.

Lu Ye did not know what was going on, he could confirm that no one was watching him nearby, but under such a feeling, he always felt the illusion that someone was watching him.

He did not believe it was an illusion.

Now with his Divine Sea Realm cultivation, his perception was much stronger than the True Lake Realm, so if he had such a feeling, it must have a reason.

The source was temporarily difficult to ascertain.

After advancing dozens of miles, Lu Ye then released his concealment, soaring upwards to travel through the air.

An hour later, a fleeing light was directly approaching from ahead.

From this direction, it should belong to someone from the Haotian Alliance, judging by the spirit force fluctuation on the opponent, about the Divine Sea Level 3.

Lu Ye did not know who was coming, so he slightly avoided.

In high-altitude flight, those with lower cultivation should yield to those with higher cultivation, this is common sense.

The method of yielding is naturally flexible, it could be lowering elevation, or moving sideways, all according to one's intent.

Lu Ye chose to lower his altitude.

However, he did not expect that while he was lowering his altitude, the other person also lowered their altitude.

Their figures quickly approached, and just as Lu Ye was about to yield again, the person said aloud from afar: "Oh? Is it Lu Yiye, Young Friend Lu?"

Lu Ye was slightly surprised, not expecting this person to recognize him, so he responded: "Indeed it is!"

The person was somewhat amazed: "Young Friend Lu has actually been promoted to Divine Sea? Congratulations."

Lu Ye frowned: "How do I address you?"

"I am Zhang Song from Qingyue Sect!" He said, raising his hand and waving it towards Lu Ye, a hint of blue light entered the view.

Lu Ye was still pondering what sect Qingyue Sect was...

Sect that could produce a Divine Sea Realm cultivator must be above 3rd grade, he did not have very detailed knowledge of the sects above 3rd grade in Bingzhou, but at least he had heard of the names.

Above 3rd grade, there was simply no Qingyue Sect.

Yet unexpectedly, Zhang Song suddenly increased his speed, instantly closing in on Lu Ye, with spirit force and blood Qi surging around him, he punched towards Lu Ye.

This punch carried tremendous force, if Lu Ye were still at the True Lake Realm cultivation, he simply could not withstand it.

This sudden change took Lu Ye by surprise, the opponent displaying the battlefield marking of the Haotian Alliance, he naturally instinctively felt this was an ally, hence he would instinctively lower his guard.

Lu Ye indeed relaxed his vigilance a bit, but because of that persistent feeling of being watched, he remained somewhat cautious.

Not wary of Zhang Song, but of possible hidden enemies lurking in the shadows.

This slight vigilance gave him the opportunity to react quickly.

A sharp ringing sound echoed, the Boulder Mountain Saber unsheathed, and fierce saber light slashed out.

With a boom, spirit force burst, waves surged, both figures were stunned.

Zhang Song's face clearly showed an expression of surprise; he unexpectedly approached aggressively without warning, attacking Lu Ye with cultivation two levels higher, logically it was impossible to fail, to ensure the success rate of the surprise attack, he even deliberately fabricated a tale of Qingyue Sect, precisely to distract Lu Ye.

Yet who would have thought that such meticulous planning failed to achieve his goal!

Upon seeing Lu Ye at the very first moment, Zhang Song realized the intelligence was wrong; Lu Yiye was not at the True Lake Realm, he had already been promoted to Divine Sea.

However, thinking Lu Ye, as a nascent Divine Sea cultivator might not be able to exhibit strong power, he continued with his plan. The c@an+o*nical s#our-ce+ for th^i$s& c$o^nte@nt: M@|@V|^L2E#MPYR@.$

He thought it would be easy, but little did he expect to hit a snag.

The opponent's reaction was swift, the saber strike extremely dexterous, and the power transmitted from the long saber couldn't be underestimated.

A newly promoted Divine Sea Realm cultivator, having such power?

Thoughts fluctuating, Lu Ye's second strike already chopped down, Zhang Song hurriedly raised his arms, dense blood Qi and spirit force intertwined to form a solid defense.

Boom...

The immense power came crashing down, making Zhang Song feel like the opponent was swinging not just a saber, but an entire mountain at him.

What made him even more uneasy was that this blade's sharpness was excessively fierce, showing signs of breaking through his body cultivator's defenses with just a single strike.

The might of the Boulder Mountain Saber, after its upgrade, was fully manifested in this moment.

With 180 restrictions embedded, numerous Hefty Weight Spirit Runes hidden within, each strike not only carried the explosive force of Lu Ye himself but also the terrifying pressure formed by the spirit runes. The combination was far from a simple one plus one; even Zhang Song, a body cultivator, found it hard to withstand.

However, the power of the Boulder Mountain Saber was secondary to this effect.

The main factor was Lu Ye's own foundation.

After ascending from True Lake Level 9 to Divine Sea, Lu Ye spent over half a year and even ventured deep into the Blood Sea at great risk to continuously accumulate the foundation of his physical body. Yet due to the early birth of his Mental Consciousness, he couldn't grasp that fleeting chance to break through, resulting in an increasingly robust physical foundation.

If an average person just needed to accumulate the weight of a jar to ascend to Divine Sea, Lu Ye had accumulated more than the weight of a large wine jar in True Lake Level 9, the kind that could hold ten jins of wine.

The ascension to Divine Sea was fraught with hardships, but once that barrier was crossed, it was like a vast open sea.

A firmer foundation, a more resilient base, and the extraordinary process of reaching Divine Sea resulted in earthshaking changes in strength, allowing Lu Ye to continue his previous prowess of slaying enemies across realms.

With the revamped Boulder Mountain Saber, what was a mere Divine Sea Level 3?

Plus, after months of painstaking refinement by over seventy elders, Lu Ye himself was unsure of his limits at this point.

Having witnessed the might of many tigers, how could he fear the snarls of a stray dog?

The first slash barely counted as evenly matched since Lu Ye struck it in haste.

By the second slash, the protective aura around Zhang Song's body was already in turmoil, with blood Qi surging.

Lu Ye's sabers moved with incredible speed, followed immediately by the third strike.

Like a balloon being punctured, the protective blood Qi and spirit force around Zhang Song's body was slashed open, the sharp Boulder Mountain Saber cutting a blood line across his crossed arms, and the immense force pressed down, sending him plummeting.

Zhang Song showed a look of horror.

He was shocked by the terrifying power Lu Ye suddenly unleashed and horrified by how he felt at the moment.

As a physique cultivator, with a robust body and strong recovery abilities, his body was their strongest reliance once they reached his level of cultivation; few cultivators of the same rank could destroy their bodies.

Even the Boulder Mountain Saber with 180 restrictions could only carve a bloody gash on his arms.

Such flesh wounds were insignificant to a physique cultivator with thick skin and tough flesh, easily recoverable.

Yet the sensation after being wounded made Zhang Song's heart race wildly.

When the Boulder Mountain Saber slashed him, his psyche suddenly hurt, as if an invisible blade light slashed into his Divine Sea.

Yet he hadn't discerned any sign of Lu Ye invoking soul power.

As his body plummeted, Lu Ye shadowed him closely, enveloping him with blade light.

Zhang Song roared, his face filled with humiliation.

Attacking from ambush with cultivation more than two minor levels higher, only to be beaten up was something intolerable for the fiery-tempered physique cultivators.

He wanted to fight back, but having lost the initiative, what chance was there?

With each flash of blade light, all he could do was desperately shield himself, yet every slash from Lu Ye sent a sharp pain through his psyche, making it difficult for him to engage Lu Ye in a battle of spirits.

Boom...

Zhang Song's body slammed into the ground heavily like a meteor, creating a massive crater, leaving him momentarily dizzy and disoriented.

His psyche was disturbed, making it difficult for him to focus.

He couldn't fathom what the opponent had done to him; why was there no fluctuation of soul power, yet his psyche was injured?

He knew this mission was a failure; being no match for the opponent, what was there to discuss about the mission?

All he could do now was escape quickly and report the information!

Dust and smoke rose, forming a natural cover, as Zhang Song's blood Qi surged, and he fled in one direction.

However, Lu Ye, as if prescient, intercepted his path, a saber in hand, stabbing forward, with countless blade lights falling like a cascade of stars onto Zhang Song.

Sizzling sounds echoed as Zhang Song's body shuddered repeatedly, dozens of bloody holes appeared on his body surface, halting his forward rush and sending him flying backwards.

No wonder physique cultivators' bodies were as sturdy as leather; had it been the fragile body of a magic cultivator, these injuries would have been deadly. Though Zhang Song appeared in a sorry state, his life was not in danger.

With difficulty, he stabilized his form, kneeling halfway to the ground.

The pain in his psyche became increasingly apparent, as though his entire psyche was being torn apart, contorting his expression into a fearsome and horrid facade.

Lu Ye raised his left hand, and with the surge of spirit force, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The blood flowing from Zhang Song's wounds seemed to come alive, crawling over his body, transforming into streams of bloodlines that covered his entire form in the blink of an eye.