Bodhisattva of Compassion Chapter 92 No Way Out <<<
The Jiuxingzong is defeated, utterly destroyed. The only one who could stand against Wang Yang, Dong Shuye, has run off to chase that mountain tiger. With the base camp's formation broken, no one can stop Wang Yang's slaughter.
Cao Ye vaguely sensed a conspiracy lurking beneath the surface of this matter, but he had no time to ponder it further. With depleted energy, he urged his spiritual power and roared, "Everyone, prepare to evacuate!"
The disciples scattered throughout the various strongholds, already on edge assisting in the defense, were further rattled by Cao Ye's shout. They immediately rushed towards the main hall, for there lay the Nine Stars Sect's Heavenly Mechanism Pillar. With the aid of this pillar, they could return to the Nine Territories. Only then would they stand a chance of escaping this calamity.
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Another hand drew a long sword from its waist, pointing it forward: "Kill!"
What is the meaning of life?
In the jungle, Lu Ye was in a sorry state, fleeing in disarray. His arms were covered in blood and flesh, and his chest was singed black.
Uncle Dong's cultivation at the Seventh Layer of Night was completely beyond his match. If not for relying on his defensive spirit pattern, he would have been killed by the opponent's first spell.
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He and Amber separated, and when he endured Dong Shu's second attack, the powerful impact threw him off Tiger Back. The burn on his chest came from that blow. Lu Ye didn't know how badly Amber was hurt, but it had to be serious because the ground beneath her quickly turned red with blood when she fell.
Lu Ye didn't even have time to check on Amber's injuries. He felt like he was in a hopeless situation this time, so he made a split-second decision to flee separately from Amber. If they stayed together, Amber would die too.
If she's destined for this fate, at least Amber can still live.
The feeling of being watched was becoming increasingly intense. Fortunately, Uncle Dong didn't continue flying in the sky. The trees here were tall and their canopies were very dense. If he flew up into the sky, it would be very easy to lose sight of Lu Ye’s figure.
This being the case, his seventh-layer cultivation base wasn't something Lu Ye could shake off.
There is still 30% of spiritual energy within my body. The defensive spirit inscription that can barely block a single attack from Uncle Dong's night-based magic can only be activated once more.
It's too late.
Lù Yè raised his right hand, slick with fresh blood, and grasped the long sword at his waist.
Although this life is a bit short and not quite brilliant, even in death he must face the enemy!
Suddenly, the sound of rushing water struck Lu Ye's ear, booming loudly. He didn't pay much attention at first, but after figuring out the source of the sound, he immediately changed direction and dashed towards it.
Dong Shu, who had been chasing Lu Ye from behind, saw his figure from afar in the night. A surge of anger flared in his eyes.
He truly didn't expect that it would take him so long to hunt down a mere Tier 3 cultivator. This was beyond his acceptance, and he became even more determined to kill Lu Ye.
Seeing Lu Ye change direction, and hearing the rumbling sound, Dong Shuye knew immediately what trick Lu Ye was up to.
"Boy, you can't escape. Surrender obediently and avoid suffering flesh and bone!" Dong Shu roared with rage, his spiritual energy surging as he shot into the sky.
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"Where are you going!" Uncle Dong shouted, his voice booming through the night. In a rush, he unleashed a golden arc towards Lu Ye, slashing at him with all his might. This golden arc, wielded by a cultivator of the seventh level, was far more powerful than the one Luo Ji had used, who was only at the second level. This golden arc was almost three feet long.
The crescent-shaped slash ripped through the air, but because both parties were moving rapidly, the attack missed its mark slightly and sliced across Lu Ye's back.
Lu Ye's protective spiritual energy was as flimsy as paper. Blood splattered everywhere, and he winced in pain.
In that instant, he didn't even have time to activate his protective spirit patterns before being struck by that golden arc. The blow hit him squarely in the torso, nearly cleaving him in two.
<<>>
Meanwhile, Uncle Dong's shadowy figure descended from above the waterfall, hovering above the pool. Without hesitation, he launched golden arcs towards Lu Ye's submerged position.
Compared to other techniques, Jin Hu Zhan's penetrating power is undoubtedly stronger. Although the water flow obstructs the technique's power, there are no better options at this time, unless Uncle Dong is willing to dive deep into the water to search for Lu Ye's whereabouts.
The golden arc slashed down, cutting the water surface open. Thick blood rose from beneath the water, and even fragments of internal organs floated to the surface.
Upon seeing this scene, Dong Shu hurriedly checked his battlefield insignia that night.
His merits were deducted by ten points....
This made Dong Shu feel a pang of pain in his heart.
The Lingxi Battlefield is a very strange place. There seems to be a mysterious force here that controls the merits of cultivators. The merits gained from defeating enemies beyond one's level will double, but if one kills an enemy whose cultivation level is three small levels lower than their own, they will lose a large amount of merit.
This mysterious force seems to encourage cultivators to fight and ascend. It also punishes those who take advantage of the weak.
This is also why battlefield outsiders can't see too many powerful cultivators outside the battlefield. The role of merits is huge for any cultivator. If you want to get merits, you have to kill enemies whose cultivation level is similar to yours.
Cultivators at the sixth or seventh level typically find few benefits within the outer circle. Although they won't completely abandon it, they tend to choose locations relatively close to the inner circle for their cultivation.
Uncle Dong is a cultivator at the seventh level. He will gain merit for killing cultivators at the fourth level and below. However, if he kills a cultivator at the third level, he will lose ten points. If he kills a cultivator at the second level, he will lose twenty points.
Although<<<>>>Dong Shuye's ten points of merit aren't a lot, they aren't little either. For him to kill an opponent of the same level would only earn seven points. If it wasn't for the strict orders given by those elders within the sect, he wouldn't have personally come to hunt down Lu Ye.
Luckily, it's all over now...
He looked again at the battlefield record. While he was checking his merits earlier, he found that someone had sent him a message.
When he saw the content of the message, his face changed instantly.
Cao Ye vaguely sensed a conspiracy lurking beneath the surface of this matter, but he had no time to ponder it further. With depleted energy, he urged his spiritual power and roared, "Everyone, prepare to evacuate!"
The disciples scattered throughout the various strongholds, already on edge assisting in the defense, were further rattled by Cao Ye's shout. They immediately rushed towards the main hall, for there lay the Nine Stars Sect's Heavenly Mechanism Pillar. With the aid of this pillar, they could return to the Nine Territories. Only then would they stand a chance of escaping this calamity.
<<
Another hand drew a long sword from its waist, pointing it forward: "Kill!"
What is the meaning of life?
In the jungle, Lu Ye was in a sorry state, fleeing in disarray. His arms were covered in blood and flesh, and his chest was singed black.
Uncle Dong's cultivation at the Seventh Layer of Night was completely beyond his match. If not for relying on his defensive spirit pattern, he would have been killed by the opponent's first spell.
<<
He and Amber separated, and when he endured Dong Shu's second attack, the powerful impact threw him off Tiger Back. The burn on his chest came from that blow. Lu Ye didn't know how badly Amber was hurt, but it had to be serious because the ground beneath her quickly turned red with blood when she fell.
Lu Ye didn't even have time to check on Amber's injuries. He felt like he was in a hopeless situation this time, so he made a split-second decision to flee separately from Amber. If they stayed together, Amber would die too.
If she's destined for this fate, at least Amber can still live.
The feeling of being watched was becoming increasingly intense. Fortunately, Uncle Dong didn't continue flying in the sky. The trees here were tall and their canopies were very dense. If he flew up into the sky, it would be very easy to lose sight of Lu Ye’s figure.
This being the case, his seventh-layer cultivation base wasn't something Lu Ye could shake off.
There is still 30% of spiritual energy within my body. The defensive spirit inscription that can barely block a single attack from Uncle Dong's night-based magic can only be activated once more.
It's too late.
Lù Yè raised his right hand, slick with fresh blood, and grasped the long sword at his waist.
Although this life is a bit short and not quite brilliant, even in death he must face the enemy!
Suddenly, the sound of rushing water struck Lu Ye's ear, booming loudly. He didn't pay much attention at first, but after figuring out the source of the sound, he immediately changed direction and dashed towards it.
Dong Shu, who had been chasing Lu Ye from behind, saw his figure from afar in the night. A surge of anger flared in his eyes.
He truly didn't expect that it would take him so long to hunt down a mere Tier 3 cultivator. This was beyond his acceptance, and he became even more determined to kill Lu Ye.
Seeing Lu Ye change direction, and hearing the rumbling sound, Dong Shuye knew immediately what trick Lu Ye was up to.
"Boy, you can't escape. Surrender obediently and avoid suffering flesh and bone!" Dong Shu roared with rage, his spiritual energy surging as he shot into the sky.
<<
"Where are you going!" Uncle Dong shouted, his voice booming through the night. In a rush, he unleashed a golden arc towards Lu Ye, slashing at him with all his might. This golden arc, wielded by a cultivator of the seventh level, was far more powerful than the one Luo Ji had used, who was only at the second level. This golden arc was almost three feet long.
The crescent-shaped slash ripped through the air, but because both parties were moving rapidly, the attack missed its mark slightly and sliced across Lu Ye's back.
Lu Ye's protective spiritual energy was as flimsy as paper. Blood splattered everywhere, and he winced in pain.
In that instant, he didn't even have time to activate his protective spirit patterns before being struck by that golden arc. The blow hit him squarely in the torso, nearly cleaving him in two.
<<
Meanwhile, Uncle Dong's shadowy figure descended from above the waterfall, hovering above the pool. Without hesitation, he launched golden arcs towards Lu Ye's submerged position.
Compared to other techniques, Jin Hu Zhan's penetrating power is undoubtedly stronger. Although the water flow obstructs the technique's power, there are no better options at this time, unless Uncle Dong is willing to dive deep into the water to search for Lu Ye's whereabouts.
The golden arc slashed down, cutting the water surface open. Thick blood rose from beneath the water, and even fragments of internal organs floated to the surface.
Upon seeing this scene, Dong Shu hurriedly checked his battlefield insignia that night.
His merits were deducted by ten points....
This made Dong Shu feel a pang of pain in his heart.
The Lingxi Battlefield is a very strange place. There seems to be a mysterious force here that controls the merits of cultivators. The merits gained from defeating enemies beyond one's level will double, but if one kills an enemy whose cultivation level is three small levels lower than their own, they will lose a large amount of merit.
This mysterious force seems to encourage cultivators to fight and ascend. It also punishes those who take advantage of the weak.
This is also why battlefield outsiders can't see too many powerful cultivators outside the battlefield. The role of merits is huge for any cultivator. If you want to get merits, you have to kill enemies whose cultivation level is similar to yours.
Cultivators at the sixth or seventh level typically find few benefits within the outer circle. Although they won't completely abandon it, they tend to choose locations relatively close to the inner circle for their cultivation.
Uncle Dong is a cultivator at the seventh level. He will gain merit for killing cultivators at the fourth level and below. However, if he kills a cultivator at the third level, he will lose ten points. If he kills a cultivator at the second level, he will lose twenty points.
Although<<<>>>Dong Shuye's ten points of merit aren't a lot, they aren't little either. For him to kill an opponent of the same level would only earn seven points. If it wasn't for the strict orders given by those elders within the sect, he wouldn't have personally come to hunt down Lu Ye.
Luckily, it's all over now...
He looked again at the battlefield record. While he was checking his merits earlier, he found that someone had sent him a message.
When he saw the content of the message, his face changed instantly.
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