Chapter 1515: You Are Actually the Holy Seed!

Lu Ye's expression was grave as he watched the rapidly approaching blood-red light, his mind racing with thoughts of how to defeat his enemy.

Perhaps using the "Unity Formation Plate" was an option. The Wood Spirits and Spore Tribe had enough late-stage Star Constellation cultivators to form a Black Tortoise Formation, but even then, could they truly contend with a mid or late-stage Moon Splendor cultivator?

A group of late-stage Star Constellation cultivators forming a formation could probably stand against an early-stage Moon Splendor cultivator, but facing a mid or late-stage one would be far too difficult.

Furthermore, if the late-stage Star Constellation cultivators of the Wood Spirits and Spore Tribe were drawn away, it might destabilize the spore cloud. Currently, the spore cloud protected the tribesmen below the Star Constellation realm, a result of the combined effort of all Star Constellation cultivators from both tribes.

If the spore cloud lost its stability, it could lead to heavy casualties among both tribes.

So, after a brief thought, Lu Ye abandoned the idea of borrowing strength from the Wood Spirits and Spore Tribe. This could only serve as a last resort.

Given the circumstances, he would have to face this Moon Splendor cultivator alone.

Fortunately, it was a Blood Race member. He himself had a significant advantage against the Blood Race, and he wasn't entirely alone; Li Shang could provide considerable assistance.

With a decision made, he mentally conveyed to Mu He and Hei San: "Take your tribesmen and go first. I'll hold him off!" If he truly couldn't stop the enemy, he would have no choice but to team up with the Spore Tribe and Wood Spirits.

As he spoke, he actively moved forward to meet the incoming threat. Li Shang, without a word, spread her arms and plunged into Lu Ye's body.

Mu He and Hei San had no time to object. They watched Lu Ye swiftly rush away, then gritted their teeth, fully activated the spore cloud, and quickly fled.

From a distance, Xue Hao saw the spore cloud, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

He had set out from his home realm, first rushing to the Azure Jade Realm. However, it was deserted, with only the bodies of numerous fallen Blood Race members remaining, which filled him with grief.

He then pursued them relentlessly. Knowing that the Spore Tribe and Wood Spirits would likely seek refuge with the Cycle Tree, his pursuit had not deviated. After a long time, he finally caught up with the migrating tribes.

At that moment, seeing a streak of light burst from the spore cloud and rush towards him, Xue Hao quickly focused his vision. With a single glance, he was overjoyed, for within that streak of light, he saw the figure that many strong cultivators of his race had been intensely looking for.

The intelligence transmitted by his race's Star Constellation cultivators through the Life-Blood Art before their deaths was correct: Lu Yi Ye of the Nine Heavens was indeed here. His personal journey had not been in vain.

As the distance between them rapidly closed, Lu Ye's expression grew even graver. He gradually realized that the Blood Race member approaching him was a late-stage Moon Splendor cultivator.

This was a huge problem!

If it had been a mid-stage cultivator, he would have had a chance to fight, but against a late-stage one, Lu Ye felt completely outmatched.

But things had come to this point; he couldn't retreat. He could only bite the bullet and go for it.

A dense blood-red light suddenly erupted from around Xue Hao, transforming into a blood cloud. Even though he was a late-stage Moon Splendor cultivator facing a late-stage Star Constellation one, he didn't show the slightest carelessness. Lu Yi Ye of the Nine Heavens was too significant; he had to capture him immediately to prevent any thoughts of escape. That's why he activated his blood art, guarding against Lu Ye attempting to flee if things went badly. Otherwise, there would be no need for such a grand display of power to deal with a junior whose strength was far inferior to his own.

As his blood cloud surged, spreading with a sky-covering might, Xue Hao suddenly froze. In front of him, a powerful blood-red light also erupted, similarly transforming into a blood cloud in an extremely short time.

This Lu Yi Ye... he actually cultivated blood secret arts as well!

Xue Hao scoffed, "Ridiculous!"

The origin of blood secret arts lay with the Blood Race. The blood secret arts cultivated by various races today were all adaptations of the Blood Race's techniques. Anyone with common sense knew never to display blood secret arts in front of the Blood Race, or they would only harm themselves.

However, Xue Hao had to admit one thing: Lu Yi Ye's mastery of blood secret arts was profound. This was evident from the sheer volume and scale of his blood cloud. Even a late-stage Star Constellation cultivator from the Blood Race itself couldn't match the scale of the blood art he activated.

This was probably not just a matter of skill level, but also closely related to Lu Yi Ye's abundant vitality and blood.

"Not bad at all," Xue Hao thought to himself. "Once I capture this Lu Yi Ye, reclaim the sacred blood, and devour his vitality, it'll be a nice little bonus."

In the starry sky, two oceans of blood violently collided. Without any suspense, Lu Ye's blood cloud was instantly suppressed.

As the boundless crimson light flared, his blood ocean shattered into fragments and was swallowed by Xue Hao's blood ocean before it could even re-coalesce.

Inside the blood ocean, Lu Ye's vitality surged, and he immediately felt the immense gap between himself and a late-stage Moon Splendor cultivator. If he was a blade of grass, his opponent was a towering tree; there was simply no comparison in terms of strength or presence.

Although he had anticipated this, Lu Ye's expression was still somewhat helpless when the result unfolded before his eyes.

A chilling sensation rose in his heart. Lu Ye felt a brilliant, fierce aura rushing straight at him from the front.

He raised his hand and pressed it onto the hilt of the Panshan Blade, his gaze fixed unblinkingly ahead. His spiritual power surged wildly into the blade.

Inside the Panshan Blade, spiritual patterns rapidly formed.

Suddenly, the long blade flashed from its sheath, spinning like the moon as it cut down towards the front.

Xue Hao sneered repeatedly. The enormous disparity in strength meant he didn't even consider dodging the blow. Without evading, he reached out a hand towards the blade, intending to make Lu Yi Ye experience true despair.

However, in the next instant, his sneer turned into horror. An inexplicable aura suddenly erupted from Lu Ye, and under the impact of this strange power, Xue Hao's vitality dissipated, and his strength was significantly suppressed.

The incomparably sharp Panshan Blade sliced down, feeling like it struck thick leather. Blood splattered, and Xue Hao cried out, retracting his large hand. A deep, bone-revealing wound had been cut between his fingers.

Lu Ye had already closed in, his aura domineering and fierce. He continuously unleashed his Overlord Blade Art, supplemented by Li Shang's soul attachment, making almost every strike a full-powered burst.

Xue Hao continuously retreated, his eyes trembling violently as he stared at Lu Ye in disbelief, exclaiming, "You're a Saint Seed? You're actually a Saint Seed?"

Among the Blood Race, only those who had refined sacred blood were called Saint Seeds.

Xue Hao himself was a Saint Seed, having also refined sacred blood; otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved his current accomplishments. But he had never imagined that Lu Yi Ye of the Nine Heavens, whom his race had been preoccupied with for many years, was also a Saint Seed, and one whose sacredness far surpassed his own.

Not only did it surpass his own, but even the Sunlit realm powerhouses of his race had a huge gap compared to Lu Ye. The most intensely sacred Sunlit realm cultivator he had ever seen seemed unworthy of even carrying Lu Yi Ye's shoes.

Xue Hao found it hard to believe, yet experiencing it firsthand, he had no choice but to accept it. Under the intense suppression of Lu Ye's sacredness, his late-stage Moon Splendor cultivation could only exert the power of an early-stage Moon Splendor cultivator.

Such suppressive power was truly terrifying; even the Sunlit realm cultivator he had seen couldn't achieve this level!

As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized his mistake. Lu Yi Ye was clearly a human; how could he be a Saint Seed? Then an incredible thought surfaced: "You can actually refine sacred blood?"

The sacredness emanating from Lu Yi Ye was not fake. If he wasn't a Saint Seed of the Blood Race, then it meant he had a way to refine sacred blood. But... was that even possible?

The origin of the Blood Race's sacred blood was mysterious. Even for the Blood Race themselves, refining it carried immense risks, almost guaranteeing death. If other races were to come into contact with it, even a Sunlit realm cultivator would surely die.

Yet now, a human who had refined sacred blood stood alive before him, using the suppression of sacredness to restrain his every move.

It appeared that the sacred blood of the junior Saint Seeds who had died at Lu Yi Ye's hands in the Grand Beginning Realm had all been refined by him.

Furthermore, it seemed Lu Yi Ye had already refined a large amount of sacred blood before then, otherwise, his sacredness couldn't be so terrifying!

Xue Hao finally understood how those junior Saint Seeds in the Grand Beginning Realm had died. All this time, the Blood Race had been baffled as to how those juniors could have been completely annihilated by a human. Under the Blood Race's arrangements, those juniors could quickly converge in the Grand Beginning Realm and jointly resist enemies. Other Divine Sea cultivators participating in the Divine Sea Competition would be powerless to resist. It was precisely through this method that the Blood Race had always secured a portion of the winning slots in the Grand Beginning Realm.

But if it was due to the suppression of sacredness, then those juniors truly couldn't resist. And if they gathered together, it would even make it easier for their opponent to wipe them all out in one go.

As these thoughts became clear, the shock in Xue Hao's eyes gradually transformed into fervent excitement.

He saw a vast potential for refining sacred blood in Lu Yi Ye. The process of refining sacred blood was too perilous for the Blood Race, regardless of cultivation level. Even a late-stage Moon Splendor cultivator like himself couldn't refine too much sacred blood; each refinement was a life-or-death trial.

Something the Blood Race found nearly impossible, a human had actually achieved. Xue Hao desperately wanted to understand how Lu Ye did it. Judging by the sacredness emanating from Lu Yi Ye, he must have refined at least dozens of drops of sacred blood, perhaps even more...

Therefore, if he could capture Lu Ye, Xue Hao would have the opportunity to uncover this secret. With it, he could enhance his own sacredness, and becoming a Sunlit realm cultivator... would be within reach!

As Xue Hao's mind raced with these shifting thoughts, Lu Ye's blade strikes came in a continuous, relentless assault, forcing him to retreat step by step.

It wasn't that Xue Hao's strength was inferior at the moment, but rather that he was pondering how to capture Lu Ye alive.

Under the suppression of sacredness, Lu Ye clearly sensed that his opponent could only exert the power of an early-stage Moon Splendor cultivator. This greatly reassured him; even if he wasn't a match for an early-stage Moon Splendor, the situation wouldn't be too dire.

If absolutely necessary, he could unleash the Red Talisman to deal with him, but the Red Talisman was Lu Ye's last trump card, which he was reluctant to use unless it was a last resort.

During their exchange, boundless blade light enveloped Xue Hao, but Lu Ye's mood gradually grew heavy. Apart from the very first strike which had injured Xue Hao, his subsequent attacks hadn't had much effect.

Lu Ye suddenly realized he had underestimated the situation.