Chapter 1235: Courage Is Commendable Lu Yiye

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The Winds of Kyushu Rise

The Winds of Kyushu Rise

Many Divine Sea Realm prodigies, although all at the ninth level of the Divine Sea Realm, have vastly different foundations due to their diverse backgrounds. While they might be top-tier existences within their respective realms, when compared to other prodigies of the same level across the vast starry sky, the disparities become apparent.

In the conflicts within the Primeval Realm, if two parties of similar strength encounter each other, it's difficult to determine life or death. As a result, both sides will tacitly choose to cease fighting, to avoid a situation where they weaken each other and a third party gains an advantage. Therefore, in the early stages of the Divine Sea conflict, wherever a victor was determined, life or death was usually also decided.

The names of the few eliminated realm prodigies dimmed and disappeared from the golden pillar on the left side of the portal, causing the powerful elders who were observing the changes to sigh endlessly. Deep down, they didn't believe their own descendants were inferior to others; they held expectations, much like parents in ordinary families never think their own children are worse than the neighbors'. Now, it seemed, they had been somewhat deluding themselves after all.

In the Primeval Realm, Lu Ye achieved an opening victory. He killed his opponent, looted the body, and destroyed all traces, all in one smooth motion, then grandly soared away.

He flew aimlessly for half a day but didn't encounter a single soul. With his current speed, even leisurely flying, he would have covered a considerable distance in half a day, yet he still found nothing. It was now certain that the Primeval Realm was indeed vast, so thousands of people dispersed within it would be highly spread out. Unless one was exceptionally lucky, it would be difficult to encounter others in the early stages. There was no good way to quickly attract others' attention, so he could only let nature take its course.

However, he could slightly improve his search efficiency. Thinking this, Lu Ye descended, found a hidden spot, activated the power of his Talent Tree, and condensed his avatar. He then dressed the avatar in the Red Dragon Battle Armor and equipped it with the Sword Gourd.

The Sword Cultivator Li Taibai reappeared.

He no longer changed the avatar's appearance; it was necessary in Kyushu, but here it was pointless. Among two or three thousand Divine Sea Realm cultivators, who would recognize Lu Yiye?

Compared to before, the current avatar seemed no different at first glance, but after the Talent Tree's second transformation, the avatar gained more abilities. At the very least, if the avatar's power was consumed, it could unreservedly swallow spiritual pills to replenish itself, just like the main body, without worrying about causing spiritual power stagnation or a decrease in strength. Previously, when the avatar's power was depleted, it had to rely on spirit stones for slow recovery. Now, there was no need to worry about this, which undoubtedly gave the avatar stronger endurance.

However, there were gains and losses. Previously, the avatar only had a segment of the Talent Tree's root; now, the Talent Tree had split in two. Therefore, if the avatar were to perish, Lu Ye's loss would be immeasurable.

The main body and the avatar split up, flying in different directions to continue the search. After another half a day, the main body finally made a discovery.

In the current Primeval Realm, prodigies from various realms were likely doing the same thing as him, all searching for traces of others. So, as long as one wasn't too unlucky, there would always be a harvest. He wondered what race this one would be!

Lu Ye thought this as he swept forward. As expected, the other party approached, completely unafraid. No one would fear detecting Lu Ye's presence, because within a certain range, as long as he activated his spiritual power, his cultivation level could not be concealed. Of course, he could also activate the Mimicry Spirit Rune to disguise himself as a ninth-level Divine Sea Realm cultivator, which was not difficult for him. But doing so had no meaning.

As he drew closer, Lu Ye realized that this time he had encountered a human. This was normal. Humans were a major race, their presence seen everywhere in the starry sky. The human prodigies participating in this Divine Sea conflict constituted a large proportion, so not encountering one would be strange. He didn't know the other party's background, nor was he interested in finding out.

The newcomer was a man in his early twenties, chubby with a baby face, wearing a seemingly simple and honest smile. Despite his youth, he had a flowing robe and an air of an immortal.

From afar, the chubby man spoke, "Fellow Daoist, to participate in such a grand event at only the eighth level of the Divine Sea Realm, your courage is truly commendable and admirable."

He said this, but his face showed no admiration whatsoever; only the excitement of seeing prey. As he flew, a treasure already hovered above his head—it was a small, pagoda-shaped spiritual treasure. The pagoda had nine layers, each emitting a colorful stream of light, which was truly beautiful. The light streamed down from the top of the pagoda, layer by layer, eventually enveloping the man, forming a dazzling protective shield.

Seeing the opponent's posture, Lu Ye knew this was a spell cultivator, as only spell cultivators would activate their treasures before battle. A spell cultivator's strength was closely related to their personal treasures, especially protective ones, which were paramount. Furthermore, the opponent was an extremely experienced spell cultivator. He didn't underestimate Lu Ye just because he was only at the eighth level, so he immediately activated his defensive spiritual treasure. Such people were generally not easy to deal with.

After enchanting himself with protection, the chubby spell cultivator raised his hand, revealing a tattered fan. At first glance, it looked like a simple hand fan passed down for decades in some rural household for summer cooling. But this was clearly no ordinary fan; both sides of the dilapidated fan bore extremely intricate and complex patterns, resembling natural spirit runes. One side was blue, the other red, and its true purpose was unknown.

Lu Ye soon learned what the fan's true purpose was, because when the chubby spell cultivator gently fanned it in his direction, streams of indistinct wind blades suddenly formed, tearing through the air towards him. They were not only numerous but also extremely fast. Lu Ye quickly maneuvered to dodge. Before he could completely dodge the incoming wind blades, the chubby man fanned again. Close behind the wind blades, massive fireballs, burning fiercely, hurtled towards him like meteors, their power terrifying.

The chubby spell cultivator fanned casually, while Lu Ye dodged frantically, making the scene appear extremely perilous. "Oh?" Seeing that Lu Ye, though flustered, was still unharmed, the chubby spell cultivator was visibly surprised. It was indeed difficult to achieve such a feat with only an eighth-level Divine Sea Realm cultivation. He was also glad that he had been cautious enough and never underestimated his opponent; otherwise, he truly would have suffered an unexpected setback. From observing subtle details, although the skirmish had just begun, judging by Lu Ye's various reactions, he knew this person's strength was far from as simple as it appeared on the surface; otherwise, he wouldn't have been qualified to participate in the Divine Sea conflict.

Throughout his cultivation journey, he had always upheld one principle: no matter how weak the enemy, he would approach the fight with the mindset of a lion hunting a rabbit, giving it his full effort. This was also why he was able to stand out in his own realm and come here with his elders. Unlike the Kyushu side, Yang Qing had brought Lu Ye to the Reincarnation Tree without even a greeting, only giving him a crash course on the Reincarnation Tree and the Primeval Realm upon arrival. For realms that participate in the Divine Sea conflict every hundred years, such individuals are first selected through a series of contests. Within a realm, it's generally impossible to have only one sect. The prodigies from these sects must first compete within their own realm to determine one or two strongest individuals, who then represent their realm at the Reincarnation Tree. In a sense, they represent the face of their realm; insufficient strength would only bring disgrace.

The chubby spell cultivator had always been patient and cautious, and amiable to everyone, only truly revealing his prowess in this realm's grand competition. He defeated several candidates favored by the elders within his realm, all for the purpose of coming to the Primeval Realm, securing a spot in the top hundred, and thereby advancing to the Constellation Realm. To say he had absolute confidence in breaking into the top hundred would be self-deception; everyone who could come here was a prodigy, and there were certainly those stronger than him. Therefore, when encountering a weaker opponent, he absolutely could not let them go, as it affected his subsequent ranking!

In cultivation, indecisiveness and excessive benevolence are most frowned upon, especially in the Primeval Realm. He wouldn't show mercy just because they were both human.

Seeing that Lu Ye seemed to have more energy, the chubby spell cultivator smiled slightly. Holding the fan in one hand, he unhurriedly fanned, sending wind blades and fireballs overwhelming the area, creating a lively scene. Then, he steadied himself and, with his other hand forming a seal, pointed remotely at Lu Ye.

A thread-like bolt of lightning burst forth, like a startling flash piercing the void, striking directly at Lu Ye. The spiritual treasures he displayed were not the sole reason he could defeat all his opponents in his realm and secure a spot in the Divine Sea conflict. A spell cultivator's spiritual treasures always served only as auxiliary tools, not decisive factors. He himself had a profound mastery of spell arts; this was his true foundation. Furthermore, he cultivated lightning-based spell arts, which might not be as wild as fire-based ones, but were always known for their speed and destructive power.

This attack truly caught Lu Ye off guard. Among all spell arts, lightning-based attacks were the fastest, so fast that even he couldn't quite react in time. The moment he sensed danger, Lu Ye activated the Defense Spirit Rune, unfurling it layer by layer across his chest. With a loud bang, the layers of defense shattered, yet still failed to completely mitigate the attack. Lu Ye immediately felt a tightness in his chest, and as the violent force unleashed, he uncontrollably shot back dozens of feet. During this time, he also had to dodge the continuous barrage of wind blades and fireballs, making him appear utterly disheveled.

Spell cultivators and martial cultivators have always been two intertwined factions in the cultivation world, because the core concept of their conflicts revolves around distance! If a spell cultivator could maintain distance, they would have a hundred ways to defeat a martial cultivator. But if a martial cultivator closed the distance, it would be hard to say how many slashes a spell cultivator, with their fragile physique, could withstand. Therefore, from the very beginning, Lu Ye had been pressing closer to his opponent. However, hindered by the opponent's treasured fan, his advance was slow, and now, struck by lightning, all his previous efforts seemed to have been in vain.

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