Chapter 1020: Blue Qiyue Returns

The Blood Tribe is a formidable and warlike race, a truth deeply ingrained in their very blood. They possess an innate understanding that surpasses that of humans.

Upon receiving news of the allied attack from the three Blessed Lands, Thousandstream Blessed Land swiftly prepared its defenses.

Yu Lingfeng continuously dispatched members of the Blood Tribe to scout the enemy's movements, and reports flowed back from the outside.

By dawn, the allied forces of the three Blessed Lands were only a hundred li from Thousandstream Blessed Land.

Yu Lingfeng was also deploying troops. Although his cultivation wasn't particularly high, he possessed the demeanor of a great general. Under his command, Thousandstream Blessed Land was organized in an orderly fashion.

Thanks to him making an example out of some individuals using Dao Thirteen's power a few days prior, he now commanded a certain level of prestige among the Blood Tribe members under his command.

An hour later, the allied forces of the three Blessed Lands finally reached the city.

Without any verbal exchange, the allied forces of the three Blessed Lands immediately launched their attack.

For the Blood Tribe, warfare and conquest among themselves were the most normal occurrences; there was no need for idle talk, only battle.

The allied forces of the three Blessed Lands outnumbered Thousandstream Blessed Land by twofold. With three Blessed Lords personally present, their morale soared.

The allied forces advanced towards Thousandstream Blessed Land in a semi-encircling formation. Soon, both armies clashed with blood arts, as mysterious techniques radiating bloody light crisscrossed the battlefield, creating a spectacular scene.

The Blood Tribe rarely used defensive formations, primarily because their blood arts possessed extremely strong corrosive properties against such formations. In battles of this nature, defensive formations offered little protection and were easily corroded and broken by blood arts.

The corrosive nature of Blood Tribe arts was not only effective against formations but also against spirit artifacts, a fact Lu Ye had verified back in the Dragon Ascent Realm.

Consequently, the Blood Tribe generally did not possess spirit artifacts. Conflicts among them primarily relied on their diverse blood arts or close-quarters combat.

The Blood Tribe's razor-sharp claws served as their finely honed spirit artifacts.

The numerical advantage easily allowed the allied forces of the three Blessed Lands to gain the upper hand. Thousandstream Blessed Land quickly suffered significant casualties, with figures continually falling from the sky as their life force dissipated.

Dao Thirteen had already single-handedly charged into the enemy ranks. Initially, not many Blood Tribe members paid him much attention; as merely a blood slave, he was naturally deemed unworthy of their notice.

Even though Dao Thirteen had now recovered his True Lake Realm cultivation, he was not considered worthy of their high regard.

However, Dao Thirteen soon attracted the attention of numerous True Lake Realm Blood Tribe members. This was because the strength he displayed was too terrifying; even Blood Tribe members of the same True Lake Realm cultivation could barely survive three breaths once he closed in on them.

In just a moment, over a dozen True Lake Realm Blood Tribe members gathered around Dao Thirteen.

Under normal circumstances, even if these Blood Tribe members joined forces, they would not be Dao Thirteen's match, as he possessed the foundation of the Divine Sea Realm.

However, the Blood Tribe's blood arts were ultimately extremely profound. Those True Lake Realm Blood Tribe members, using some unknown wondrous technique, conjured a river of blood in the blink of an eye, stretching across the sky. Dao Thirteen fell into the blood river and quickly disappeared from sight. Even the Blood Tribe members who activated this blood river also collectively entered it, engaging in ceaseless combat with Dao Thirteen.

Lu Ye watched this scene with some surprise, but he didn't go to rescue him, as Dao Thirteen's aura, in his perception, remained very stable.

He had originally hoped that Dao Thirteen would help balance the enemy and his own forces, but given the current situation, Dao Thirteen could no longer be relied upon.

Without Dao Thirteen to hold them back, the allied forces of the three Blessed Lands grew even more aggressive, and the Blood Tribe at Thousandstream Blessed Land suffered increasingly heavy losses.

Lu Ye sighed. He could only retrieve the Sword Gourd from his storage space and infuse it with spiritual power. In an instant, streaks of sword energy, like bolts of silk, shot out from the gourd, reaping the lives of the invading enemies.

Some Blood Tribe members witnessed this scene, and realizing his formidable power, they sought to obstruct him.

However, even if those Blood Tribe members dodged the sword energy attacks and charged up to Lu Ye, they still fell as corpses when his blade flashed.

The fierce battle continued relentlessly.

Thousandstream Blessed Land gradually showed signs of decline. Being outnumbered by twofold, especially with a vast disparity in the number of True Lake Realm Blood Tribe members, Thousandstream Blessed Land simply could not hold out under normal circumstances.

After an hour of intense fighting, less than half of Thousandstream Blessed Land's Blood Tribe members remained.

Sensing the time was right, Lu Ye retrieved a jade slip from his pocket, infused it with spiritual power, and activated the power of the grand formation he had previously set up.

As a buzzing sound resonated, the formation plates he had buried in advance vibrated endlessly, and an invisible force enveloped and solidified the entire Thousandstream Blessed Land.

In an instant, the Blood Tribe members of Thousandstream Blessed Land, who had been forced to the ground, experienced a very strange sensation.

Under the shroud of that invisible force, they found they could easily connect their vital energies with their companions nearby. Through this vital energy connection, they could even borrow power from their companions.

The "Concord of One Spirit" Grand Formation!

This was Lu Ye's prior preparation.

Recently, besides cultivating, he had been researching the "Concord of One Spirit" and had refined numerous formation plates containing this spiritual inscription.

Using those formation plates as nodes, scattered throughout the Blessed Land, he set up a "Concord of One Spirit" Grand Formation.

This grand battle was a perfect opportunity to test how much power this formation could unleash.

The formation itself had no offensive capabilities; it could only allow Blood Tribe members within it to connect their vital energies and borrow each other's strength. Therefore, as long as they cooperated well enough, the Blood Tribe members of Thousandstream Blessed Land could exert strength beyond their numbers.

Resisting the allied forces of the three Blessed Lands would naturally be no problem.

The key lay in cooperation.

It was the first time the Blood Tribe members of Thousandstream Blessed Land had experienced such a thing, so for a time, they naturally lacked optimal coordination.

But they quickly understood the profound mechanics of the grand formation. They immediately gathered in groups of three to five, led by the strongest Blood Tribe member, with others following closely.

For a while, they managed to stabilize the situation, but victory would not be so easy. Furthermore, Lu Ye also noticed a major flaw in the "Concord of One Spirit" Grand Formation he had set up: it didn't distinguish between friend and foe.

The grand formation was inanimate and naturally couldn't distinguish between friend and foe, even with Lu Ye directing it.

Therefore, once enemy Blood Tribe members entered the formation's coverage area, they quickly grasped the profundity of the "Concord of One Spirit." With calls echoing from all sides, more enemy Blood Tribe members entered the formation.

Lu Ye's brows furrowed as he turned his head to look at the blood river suspended in mid-air.

Dao Thirteen was trapped inside, leaving Thousandstream Blessed Land without its top combatant. To win this battle, Dao Thirteen had to be freed.

Or Lu Ye could personally intervene.

But he couldn't leave for too long, as he needed to protect the human women in the Blessed Land. Although he had activated the defensive formation he set up earlier, if he left for too long, the formation could easily be corroded by blood arts.

At that point, the women's fates would be dire.

Just as Lu Ye decided to act and help Dao Thirteen escape, he suddenly sensed an anomaly.

Turning his head, he saw a streak of blood-red light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, rapidly approaching from that direction.

The dazzling light revealed cultivation fluctuations of the Cloud River Realm.

The blood light boldly shot into the chaotic battlefield, diving headfirst into the blood river suspended in the sky.

Lu Ye's expression involuntarily became strange.

Within that blood light, he sensed a faint, familiar aura.

This reminded him of someone.

But this matter was too bizarre, making him somewhat disbelieving.

Suddenly, several screams emanated from within the blood river. The screams were not only shrill but also filled with terror, as if those making them had encountered something extremely frightening.

Immediately after, the blood river dispersed, and Dao Thirteen's furious figure burst out from it.

There was also a slender, tall figure with long, blood-red hair fluttering in the wind. At this moment, she extended one hand, and from her five fingers, razor-sharp claws, one to two zhang long, extended. The claws, like sharp swords, pierced through the chests of several True Lake Realm Blood Tribe members, hoisting them into mid-air.

Visibly, the auras of those True Lake Realm Blood Tribe members were weakening. Bright red blood flowed from their wounds but did not drip; instead, it was completely devoured by an unknown force.

The sword-like claws piercing their chests were as crimson as blood. The woman's eyes were as bright as rubies, but upon closer inspection, golden pupils could be seen within those ruby-like eyes.

The face of one of the True Lake Realm Blood Tribe members was filled with shock and terror. Even though his cultivation was higher than the woman before him, he currently had no strength to resist and merely pleaded, "Mercy!"

The woman ignored him.

Visibly, the bodies of the True Lake Realm Blood Tribe members pierced by her claws began to shrivel, as if all their blood had been drained.

The sudden turn of events caused both warring sides to involuntarily cease their actions. They watched, surprised and stunned, at the woman who had suddenly entered the battlefield.

Upon seeing the golden light in the woman's eyes, everyone's expressions drastically changed, and they became terrified and uneasy, as if they had witnessed something that greatly horrified them.

In the silent battlefield, only Dao Thirteen furiously killed a few Blood Tribe members, and those Blood Tribe members showed no signs of fighting back.

In mid-air, the woman's gaze swept across the entire field. After seeing Lu Ye standing at the edge of the battlefield, she stopped her gaze and revealed a slight smile.

Lu Ye was startled.

When this woman charged in from afar earlier, he had already felt a faint familiarity in her aura, which reminded him of someone.

Someone who should have already died.

But he hadn't expected it to actually be this person. Although her physique had undergone immense changes, she now looked entirely like a Blood Tribe member, possessing all their characteristic traits, but that face remained unchanged.

Lan Qiyue!

Over a month ago, Lan Qiyue disappeared by the Blood Pool. Lu Ye had gone down to search for her but found nothing.

A human woman, and only at the Spirit Stream Realm cultivation level, what good outcome could she have by falling into the Blood Pool?

So Lu Ye had almost concluded that Lan Qiyue had met with misfortune, and had often felt regret and self-reproach during this time.

Who could have imagined that, in just over a month, Lan Qiyue would return in such a manner, and in such a form?