ivators were high and mighty figures, but he was no ordinary person. He didn't defile those mortal women because he had better options. Cultivating female disciples far surpassed those mortal women in...In just ten days, over twenty sect strongholds in the Wanmo Ridge region were destroyed within the core circle. On average, about two sects were destroyed each day.

To minimize personnel losses, some sects retreated to Kyushu as soon as Lu Ye arrived, taking everything they could carry. However, the blessings bestowed upon them by the Heavenly Mechanism Pillar remained, and were all plundered by Lu Ye without restraint.

All the disciples of Wanmo Ridge Sect on the Lingxi battlefield, regardless of their rank, whether first, second, or third grade, were laid bare before him like a young girl stripped of her clothes, ready to be ravaged and exploited.

Only until this moment did the strongmen of Wanmo Ridge discover in horror that when a person reaches a certain level of power, they can truly do whatever they want!

And by virtue of the momentum gathered by Lu Ye's actions, many sects within the Heavenly Alliance were also beginning to stir. For a time, within the battlefield, in the core circle, undercurrents surged, with signs that a momentous battle was about to erupt.

Lu Ye ended his transmission with his second senior sister, her brow furrowed in thought.

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He had a feeling that if he kept going like this, something bad would happen. The worst case scenario was that his inner circle would be completely thrown into chaos, and neither the Demon Valley nor the Heavenly Alliance would have an easy time of it.

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"Shui Yuan didn't say much. He just told him to act according to his heart and conscience."

Ahead, a large formation of light enveloped a base. According to the map, it was a rank 2 sect called Zijinmen.

The stream of light veered sharply and crashed outside the large array of lights.

Outside the luminous screen, a white-bearded old man with ruddy complexion stood silently. This elder had a kind face that radiated warmth.

Looking down at the youth descending from the sky and landing before him, the elder smiled faintly. "Is this young master Yiye from the Bixue Sect"

Lu Ye pressed his hand against the hilt of his blade and looked up at him.

At a glance, I could tell this old man wasn't a Lingxi Realm cultivator. At his age, he was at least a Zhenhu Realm!

Over the past ten days, he had slaughtered his way through Wan Mo Ling cultivators. These weren't just Ling Xi realm cultivators; several sects even deployed powerful figures from the Yun He Zhen Hu realm. This was because relying solely on their original Ling Xi realm cultivators to defend their base was impossible, leaving them with no choice but to send in stronger masters from within their own sects.

Of course, whether it's Yunhe or Zhenhu, once they enter the Lingxi battlefield, under the control and suppression of the Heavenly Machine, the power they display is at most the peak of Tianjiu.

I have to say, these Cloud River Realm experts did give Lu Ye quite a headache. Three days ago, in a fierce battle within the other party's sect grounds, Lu Ye managed to kill one of their five-entry five-exit cultivators, finally shattering their fighting spirit.

Now that Lu Ye had seen so many strange things in this place, he wasn't surprised to see an old man with a completely white beard.

His sharp eyes scanned the old man's vital points, calculating how many blows it would take to kill him if he suddenly attacked.

But after actually being promoted to the ninth heaven, he realized that he had oversimplified things. realize that this is not the case.If the practice of building a spirit gathering funnel is called drawing, then the way that talent tree roots delve into the world opposite the vortex is complete plu...