Sage of Humanity-Chapter 634 - 632: The Messenger of Soul Snatching

Hua Ci was currently at the Spirit Stream battlefield, and her cultivation had reached her own limits with no way to improve further, which is why she repeatedly lowered her own cultivation to refine the Ten Thousand Poisons Bead.

The potency of the Ten Thousand Poisons Beads' toxicity was not only related to the amount of cultivation Hua Ci had expended during their refinement but also connected to the potency of the poisons she ingested.

The first time Hua Ci gave Lu Ye the Ten Thousand Poisons Beads, she was not yet familiar with this technique and considered it practice, and to prevent Lu Ye from detecting anything suspicious and becoming unnecessarily worried, she did not expend too much cultivation.

But as the number of Ten Thousand Poisons Beads she refined increased, she became more proficient in the process.

This time, the Ten Thousand Poisons Beads that Lu Ye received had undoubtedly involved the expenditure of much more of Hua Ci's cultivation than before.

Furthermore, Hua Ci had now located the source of the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest and even created a poisonous pond at its deepest part. When Lu Ye last went back to see her, the woman was leisurely soaking in it.

That was the manifest source of the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest's poisons, many times more potent than the simple poisonous fog she had ingested at the beginning.

All these reasons combined to produce one result.

The three Ten Thousand Poisons Beads that Lu Ye threw this time were more than double the toxicity of the previous ones!

This was something Lu Ye had not anticipated. If he had known, he would certainly not have been willing to use up all three beads and would have at least kept one.

However, now that he had already used them, thinking about these matters was already meaningless.

Poisonous fog filled the entire mine, and no one was spared. Within Lu Ye's body, on his Talent Tree, vast swathes of grey fog continuously rose.

With the Talent Tree by his side and immune to all poisons, as long as there were enough fuel for the Talent Tree, he did not have to worry about being affected by the deadly poison. The cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, however, were not so fortunate; even though they all had Detoxification Pills on hand, they still could not withstand the ravaging toxins.

The lower the cultivation of the cultivator, the more violent their reactions were.

Initially, those below Level 3 realm began to fall one after another. They did not die immediately, but the rivers of spirit force within them came to a complete standstill, unable to muster even a trace of spirit force, leaving them weak and powerless. In such a situation, without finding a way to detoxify quickly, death was certain.

Gradually, even cultivators at Level 4 and Level 5 started to collapse, and while those with higher cultivation could still hold on for a moment, everyone felt their strength greatly diminished...

Fear and horror spread rapidly, and to quickly flatten the Arrays in front, the cultivators were all ferociously stimulating their spirit force and deploying various methods, which further accelerated the toxins' impact on their bodies.

The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators had never anticipated that so many of them would come rushing in to besiege Lu Ye, and they would encounter such an unbelievable situation.

It wasn't that they had never encountered poisons before. After reaching the Cloud River Realm and experiencing some trials and tribulations, they had been exposed to various strange poisons, but this was their first time facing such an overbearing and unreasonable deadly toxin.

As the scene at the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side descended into chaos, Lu Ye, who had been standing still, started to move. He casually took out an array banner and waved it gently.

Crack...

A clap of thunder exploded, incessantly reverberating in the enclosed mine, deafeningly loud.

Accompanied by the sound of the thunder, a bolt struck down from above, smashing into the crowd.

"Ah!"

With the descent of the bolt, a scream rang out, not knowing which unlucky person was hit.

The strike of the bolt seemed to be a signal. After the first bolt, countless more thunderbolts fell from the sky, bright lightning piercing through the greenish poisonous fog and playing the symphony of death.

The cackling sound was incessant. Looking up, it seemed as though innumerable lightning serpents were descending, and atop the mine, an enormous Formation was radiating light, with its complex spirit runes flashing continuously. With every strike of thunderbolt came accompanying screams, wave after wave.

The Lightning Attracting Array!

The killing array Lu Ye arranged the most was the explosion magic array, because it was sufficiently simple and its lethality quite formidable. Once anyone stepped into it, it could deal the enemy a certain level of damage.

But that did not mean he only knew how to arrange explosion magic arrays.

The many spirit runes he mastered, if used as the core of an Array, could form corresponding Formations.

The Formation with Lightning Attracting Spirit Runes at its core was the Lightning Attracting Array.

The Formation with Golden Arc Spirit Runes at its core was the Golden Arc Array.

The Formation with Fiery Flames Spirit Runes at its core was the Fiery Flames Array.

He had arranged the Formations in advance on the rock walls above, an unexpected move to everyone. The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side was only focusing on breaking the Array in front, never considering that a great crisis could attack from above their heads.

For a moment, as Lu Ye activated the power of the Formations, the scene became even more chaotic.

The blazing white Thunderbolt, the golden arcs, and the fiery red fire serpents rained down like a torrential downpour as each Formation operated.

The potency of these Formations was not considered too powerful. Under normal circumstances, even a cultivator of the Level 5-6 realm could withstand them, but at this moment, the multitude of cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge was hindered by the poison fog, each of them severely weakened, making the onslaught of the Formations particularly lethal…

The smell of burnt flesh and blood wafted through the air, as multiple lives were extinguished amidst the emerald poison fog, one after another, seemingly without end.

The dense emerald poison fog filled every corner of the mine, making it impossible for the cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge to see Lu Ye's figure, and likewise, Lu Ye could not see where they were.

But this did not affect him. At this point in the mine, except for himself, everyone else was an enemy, so he just needed to direct the Formations' might to the areas most saturated with the vitality of life.

"Break the Formations above us, quick!" someone finally reacted and shouted loudly.

In an instant, numerous attacks bombarded the rock walls above, causing debris to fall and Formations to collapse one after another.

During this time, the Formations that Lu Ye had set up in the mine were almost completely destroyed by the forces of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators. Although many cultivators were laid out on the ground, some of stronger cultivation managed to continue enduring.

However, when those angry cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge arrived at the location where Lu Ye was originally, they found no trace of him.

Naturally, Lu Ye would not just stand in one place, waiting.

In this chaotic environment, where one couldn't see, he had the perfect room to maneuver, even without needing to distinguish between friends and foes. Wherever his form went, wherever vitality and breath were detected, he would swing his blade, and screams along with blood splatters would follow.

Song Zhui's voice rose amid the chaos, "Gather together immediately in small groups, watch for ambushes, and report Lu Yiye's position promptly!"

Yet his voice was quickly drowned out by a cacophony of chaotic shouting.

Realizing that Lu Ye was moving around hunting, all the cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge grew tense. Anyone who dared come close was instantly met with a lethal move, which led to many incidents of friendly fire and even more disputes and cursing.

The scene became utterly chaotic.

Song Zhui cursed them secretly as a group that couldn't pull themselves together, but he knew that under such circumstances, everyone would become tense. And, to his horror, he realized if things continued down this path, the prospect of Lu Yiye singlehandedly annihilating two thousand was not impossible.

Not to mention others, but now the cultivators below Level 4 were essentially powerless, collapsed on the ground. He had ordered some Level 3 cultivators to clear the collapsed mine tunnels earlier, but even they did not last long and now lay there.

The scent of blood grew increasingly intense, and the screams that had started from the beginning had not ceased. Lifeforce after lifeforce was snuffed out within each individual's perception, and within the blinding fog of poison, Lu Ye moved like an agent of death, leaving a trail of carnage and bodies as the cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had no power to resist.

Moreover, as time went by, the influence of the poison fog on the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators grew, weakening their strength further, making it easier for Lu Ye to kill.

Until, at a certain moment, Lu Ye encountered a tricky opponent.

After the Formations he had set at the top of the cave were destroyed, he began to move around and kill enemies. Regardless of the original cultivation of his opponents, most were finished with a single blow.

But at this moment, when he swung his sword at a burly physique cultivator, the opponent's originally weakened aura suddenly erupted with powerful momentum. Using an armguard-like Spiritual Artifact on his arm to block Lu Ye's attack, his other hand, as large as a fan, shot out towards him, his teeth clenched as he shouted, "Found you!"

Lu Ye immediately realized that this guy's weakness was either an act or he had used some sort of secret technique to stimulate his own strength.

The moment the opponent made his move, his Level 9 realm was also revealed.

Among so many cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, there had to be those at Level 9, not to mention Song Zhui who was Level 9 himself, and there were certainly others.

So even as Lu Ye moved through the hunt, he remained vigilant.

He had a slight impression of this burly man, who had been standing not far from Song Zhui just before.

A Level 9 physique cultivator was naturally Wei Zhong.

He, along with a few other Level 9 cultivators, though shocked by Lu Ye's methods and ruthlessness, were not overly panicked faced with this situation but were lying in wait for an opportunity.

Lu Ye attacking him was exactly what he was hoping for, as it would expose Lu Ye to him. Even if he wasn't able to take down Lu Ye right away, a bit of entanglement would allow Song Zhui and the others to react. Together, they could easily capture Lu Ye, despite their currently weakened state.

If they could capture Lu Ye, then the crisis would be over, and what remained would be to clear the mine tunnels and leave the place.

That's what he thought, but as he reached out his hand toward Lu Ye, he grasped at nothing.

Lu Ye's response was undoubtedly a bit quicker than he had anticipated.

The moment he sensed something amiss, he used it as leverage to retreat. At the same time, he raised his left hand—a concealed exotic treasure in his grasp, poised and ready—transforming into a streak of Liu Guang, it shot towards Wei Zhong.

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In that instant, Wei Zhong's whole body felt a chill, a primal sensing of mortal danger, and before he could react, a streak of Liu Guang was already upon him, effortlessly piercing his body, drawing out a spray of hot blood.