Watching for a moment, Ying Wuji's expression grew solemn, for although Lu Ye demonstrated incomparably strong power, with each saber strike claiming a victim.
However, the number of rotting corpses was simply too many, and by Lu Ye's strength alone it was utterly impossible to eliminate them all.
If the struggle continued, even Lu Ye would exhaust his strength and perish.
Yet, Ying Wuji, looking again and again, saw no sign that Lu Ye intended to flee, only a lone figure with a saber, moving in and out amongst the horde, fighting relentlessly.
Anxious in his heart, he had no choice but to hurriedly consume an elixir pill and heal himself first.
In the midst of the battlefield, Lu Ye slew in all directions, with his powerful mind and spirit stretching out.
After a long battle, he had begun to sense something was amiss.
