The doppelganger opened the first move, while the main body continued to lie in wait.

Outside the Sacred Island of the Empyrean Sea, the battle raged fiercely, with the Blood Race army launching a full-scale attack.

Although the human race's tactic of gradual reinforcement was relatively concealed, several anomalies still made the Blood Race sense something amiss. Though they were unaware of the crucial details, they understood the principle that a long night is fraught with dreams, meaning this battle had to be resolved quickly.

Driven by this ideology, the Blood Race armies from four directions started a total assault, especially on the eastern front, where their primary advantage in troops was concentrated, making the battle particularly intense.

The presence of the Bingzhou army battalion could no longer be hidden. As the Blood Race began their general assault, the Bingzhou army battalion also revealed their fierce side, advancing from all positions and joining the defensive line.

Thus, the Blood Race was astonished to find the defense of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land far stronger than before, with a significantly increased number of cultivators, which was certainly several times more than usual.

This sudden shift turned what had been an unstoppable advance by the Blood Race into a stalemate…

The Blood Race could not understand why it was happening, but once a punch is thrown, it cannot be withdrawn; it had come to this point, so they had no choice but to fight head-on for supremacy.

The battlefield was a chaotic mess, with the fluctuations of spirit force becoming extremely chaotic. In the central zone between the two races, continuous clashes of magic and spells created dazzling displays, with life forces extinguished almost every moment.

Most of these were from the Blood Race. The human race, after all, held the defensive terrain advantage, and a large number of healing cultivators were always on standby. Any severely injured cultivator would be swiftly retrieved for treatment.

The Blood Race did not have this convenience. Once knocked into the Empyrean Sea, their fate was almost certainly doomed.

Looking out over the sky, the lifeless bodies of the Blood Race fell into the Empyrean Sea like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Despite their massive casualties, the Blood Race managed to occupy a certain advantage due to the overwhelming force they deployed for this assault on the Righteous Blood Sacred Land, far beyond any previous effort.

The most evident sign of this was how the range of the human race's defensive line was gradually shrinking, indicating the pressure on their magic and spells.

This was an unavoidable situation; among the various factions of the human race, the magic cultivators were only one branch, representing just a fraction. In such a defensive battle, only magic cultivators could exert force from a distance.

The Blood Race was different; every member combined physique cultivation and magic, and all were adept at using Blood Techniques.

Had it not been for the human race's ability to leverage the pre-arranged arrays, they would have lost long ago in such engagements.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, the Blood Race army's assault grew even more ferocious.

Apart from the main battlefield outside the Sacred Island, there were also numerous sub-battlefields belonging to the human race's top-tier fighters and the Sacred Seeds.

This encirclement of the Righteous Blood Sacred Land featured roughly thirty Sacred Seeds, their numbers beyond imagination. Although it couldn't be claimed that all of the southern Sacred Seeds from the Blood Refinement World were present, it encompassed at least seventy to eighty percent.

This forced the human race to deploy their top-tier fighters to counter and hold them in check. Otherwise, if they were free to act, the human race would suffer heavy casualties.

Across the sky, many Blood Rivers spanned, creating a spectacular scene, with intense clashes emanating from them. This was the territory where the top human race fighters and the Sacred Seeds engaged. This army-on-army, commander-on-commander tacit understanding had persisted for decades, and this time was no exception.

In such a situation, a figure emerged from the main battlefield, silently heading towards a massive Blood River under the cover of Concealment and Breath-concealing Spirit Runes.

In this chaotic scenario, no one would specifically pay attention to such a figure, especially with the added Concealment and Breath-concealing. Even without them, it wouldn't matter.

The Sacred Seed driving the Blood River in fierce battle with the human race's strong fighters likely could not anticipate that someone would specifically target their kind and possess the capability to deal with them.

Lu Ye did not randomly select his target; his actions were purposeful, not directly against any Sacred Seed, but with their opponent in mind.

To more effectively and quickly eliminate a Sacred Seed, choosing a good ally was essential.

Jian Guhong was undoubtedly the appropriate choice. Sword cultivators are lethal, with fierce attacks, especially top-tier ones like Jian Guhong. If Lu Ye could create the right opportunity, Jian Guhong could deliver a fatal strike.

Thus, even before Jian Guhong acted, Lu Ye was focused on his movements, having already communicated with him.

In the Blood River, the continuous sound of sword songs could be heard. Despite the thick blood-colored concealment, one could vaguely see the sharp bursts of sword light, clearly indicating that Jian Guhong was employing swordsmanship techniques to engage a Sacred Seed.

Under normal circumstances, Jian Guhong would not be so reckless. Engaging a Sacred Seed within the Blood River was highly unwise. Hovering outside the Blood River, seeking flaws and opportunities to strike while weakening the Blood River's magnitude was the correct approach.

However, to cooperate with Lu Ye, entering the Blood River became imperative.

The Sacred Seed battling Jian Guhong secretly rejoiced, believing Jian Guhong had lost his senses, allowing them to occupy a geographic advantage.

With the Blood River to aid him, how could he possibly lose? In fact, given enough time, he was confident he could wear down Jian Guhong to death!

Amidst such anticipation, he suddenly sensed a strange aura invading his Blood River.

Wherever the Blood River was, it was within his Insight range, so he immediately knew that the intruder was a human race cultivator at the Divine Sea Level 5 realm.

Honestly speaking, such a human race cultivator was hardly worth his attention, as he could easily send them to their death with a mere gesture. With a thought, a Blood Spike formed within the Blood River, ready to claim the intruder's life.

However, in the next moment, his soul trembled, and the Blood River was in turmoil.

Because a powerful saintliness as intense as to make him somewhat apprehensive suddenly exploded from the human race's intrusion, causing his mind to become unstable, and the Blood Spike he had condensed crumbled dramatically.

He couldn't fathom how a human race could possess such powerful saintliness.

But he didn't need to understand; at the moment when Lu Ye unleashed his own saintliness, forming Bloodline Suppression against the Sacred Seed, causing its power to plummet, numerous sword lights scattered around the Sacred Seed suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance, converging together!

For this moment of absolute kill, Jian Guhong had been waiting and deploying; the sword light scattered within the Blood River appeared unintentional but was actually for this exact burst.

If the strength of the Sacred Seed hadn't been suppressed, achieving this would not have been easy, as the power of the Blood River would obstruct the convergence of the sword lights.

But when Lu Ye appeared, at the moment the Sacred Seed was suppressed, the obstructive power drastically reduced, signaling to Jian Guhong that the opportunity had come.

The merging sword lights also rapidly spun, in the blink of an eye, wrapping the Sacred Seed within them. In the instant, the Sacred Seed seemed to be enveloped within a sword wheel, under its unparalleled Sharpness and Sword Qi, even the powerful physique of the Sacred Seed could not be blocked.

This is the terrifying slaughter of a top-tier sword cultivator.

In a way, sword cultivators have a considerable degree of restraint over physique cultivators, as the violent destructiveness of sword cultivators can break through the body defenses physique cultivators pride themselves on.

The greatest shortcoming of sword cultivators is their insufficient endurance ability, since their killer moves are explosive and heavily deplete their foundation, so the wisest approach to dealing with a sword cultivator is to play a war of attrition. Once it becomes a war of attrition, the power a sword cultivator can unleash becomes weaker and weaker, making it hard not to win.

But how many people at the same cultivation level can engage a sword cultivator in a war of attrition? A few flying swords down, and several holes appear on the body.

If they can utilize treasures, they might defend against the flying sword's advantage, but the Blood Race never uses any treasures, as their Blood Technique has strong corrosiveness, making any treasure unable to function as intended once it falls into their hands.

Throughout the Blood Refinement World, the level of Artifact Refining is simply abysmal, since no Blood Race would delve into the Path of Artifact Refining. Even the human race cultivators living in the Blood Refinement World are influenced by the Blood Race, showing little enthusiasm for Artifact Refining; they mostly create some simple artifacts at best.

The spinning and cutting of the sword wheel shaved off the flesh of the Sacred Seed inch by inch, turning it into almost a skeleton in the blink of an eye.

He wasn't dead yet; the Blood Race was exuberant in vitality, and naturally, their life force was incredibly strong. Such injuries were extremely severe, but given enough recovery time, he could still bounce back.

But he would never have such an opportunity again.

Two figures had already charged toward him, one before and one behind, arriving at his position almost simultaneously.

The Boulder Mountain Saber at Lu Ye's waist was unsheathed, aimed directly at the nape of the Sacred Seed's neck, while Jian Guhong also produced a sharp sword, which thrust directly at the opponent's chest.

Under powerful Bloodline Suppression, the power the Sacred Seed could exert was at most equivalent to an ordinary Divine Sea Level 9 realm. How could he resist such a front-and-back assault?

Faced with an immense life-and-death crisis, coupled with the torment of agonizing pain, he momentarily didn't know which attack to resist.

He wanted to block both sides, but ended up blocking neither!

Lu Ye brushed past him, the long saber severing his neck, while the sharp sword in Jian Guhong's hand pierced through his chest, exploding with violent power that instantly blasted a huge hole in his chest.

The powerful impact sent his head soaring high, and the aura of the Sacred Seed instantly perished, while the Blood River collapsed.

Amid the shattered flesh bursting from his chest, a spot of golden light was exceptionally conspicuous, clearly his Sacred Blood.

The Sacred Blood refined by the Sacred Seed is typically stored in the heart, considered the heart's blood of the Sacred Seed, a higher existence than their own Essence Blood, and fundamentally vital to the Sacred Seed.

Jian Guhong's heart-piercing sword happened to force this droplet of Sacred Blood out.

A flurry of exchanges, fast as lightning, from Lu Ye bursting into the Blood River to him and Jian Guhong jointly slaying the Sacred Seed, the entire process took no more than three breaths.