Chapter 1602: Livingly Cut Down

Bai Jin's words were not exaggerated; they were simply the truth. The physique of a Sun-blessed cultivator is incredibly robust, filled with vitality and life force. Such injuries, even without him actively channeling any power, would heal in the blink of an eye, relying solely on his body's natural regenerative abilities.

That's why he claimed that even if Lu Ye were to hack at him while he stood still, Lu Ye couldn't kill him. The injuries Lu Ye inflicted would heal too quickly. A Star-Lord realm cultivator could never expand an injury to a life-threatening degree against a Sun-blessed unless they completely depleted their vitality.

However, the Dancer's influence was temporary. How could such minor injuries deplete Bai Jin's life force? After speaking, Bai Jin suddenly felt something was amiss. The wound, which should have healed quickly, seemed to be impeded by some force, preventing its immediate recovery. This surprised him.

Only the power of another Sun-blessed cultivator could ever affect the physical recovery of a Sun-blessed. Logically, a Star-Lord like Lu Ye should be entirely incapable of this.

In reality, it wasn't Lu Ye's power affecting Bai Jin's wound recovery, but Liao's power! As a Weapon Clan member, Liao possessed many unique abilities. The internal green hall allowed Lu Ye to access numerous legacies left by his predecessors, refining his blade techniques. Moreover, Liao itself was not only incredibly sharp but also possessed a tearing ability.

Wounds inflicted by it were imbued with a peculiar force, making them very difficult to heal. Lu Ye could even use Liao to control this force, causing the wounds to tear open further.

It could be said that if Bai Jin and Lu Ye were both Star-Lords, even a small cut from Liao would allow Lu Ye to expand it and subsequently tear the enemy's body apart.

Its effect was less potent against Moon-blessed cultivators and even weaker against Sun-blessed ones. Otherwise, Lu Ye could simply use Liao to rapidly enlarge the wound and cause Bai Jin to die on the spot.

The extent of Liao's power depended entirely on Lu Ye's cultivation level. Once a Weapon Clan member accepted a master, its inherent abilities would gradually strengthen, or rather, "unseal," as the master's combat prowess improved. This was because every Weapon Clan member had existed for countless years and was, in itself, a top-tier treasure.

Even if it couldn't kill Bai Jin instantly, Liao's power was still at work, preventing his wounds from healing quickly.

The injury from the second strike was slightly more severe than the first. While surprised, Bai Jin remained calm. If Lu Ye could only exert this level of power, killing him quickly would be difficult. However, if given enough time, and with his wounds unable to heal rapidly, Lu Ye might indeed be able to sever his head.

Ning Buao and the others watched, their hearts filled with urgency. Initially, seeing Lu Ye unaffected by the Dancer, they believed they could turn the tide. However, in their excitement, they overlooked the vast disparity in cultivation between Lu Ye and Bai Jin.

Realizing that Lu Ye's power wouldn't be enough to kill Bai Jin quickly, Luo Xie shouted, "Young friend, quickly go to Wuding to send an alert!" This was a good opportunity. Lu Ye was free to move, and no one was currently obstructing him. If he escaped the battlefield and reached Wuding, Wuding would receive intelligence about the situation here and could prepare in advance.

Lu Ye ignored him, instead fixing a deep gaze on Bai Jin in front of him. Bai Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he inexplicably felt a bad premonition.

The next instant, he saw Lu Ye's body erupt with blood-red light, forming a sphere of blood that enveloped his figure.

"Blood Dao secret art?" Bai Jin felt surprised and uncertain, wondering why Lu Ye would deploy such a Blood Dao secret art at this moment. Using a Blood Dao secret art in front of a Blood Race member was undoubtedly akin to showing off one's axe in front of Lu Ban's door.

Immediately after, a powerful and intense sacred aura enveloped the area. Bai Jin, who was moving within the blood sphere, changed drastically in expression, letting out a horrified cry.

Accompanying this cry, his aura plummeted significantly. Although it didn't fall below the Sun-blessed realm, he could only barely maintain that level.

Inside the blood sphere, Lu Ye suddenly reversed his grip on the Pan Mountain Blade. With his other hand, he gripped the scabbard tightly, then adopted an unusual stance.

The next instant, he began to spin, and as his body rotated, the Pan Mountain Blade fiercely and swiftly slashed towards Bai Jin's neck.

The fierce strike deepened Bai Jin's wound. Bai Jin grimaced in pain, but compared to his physical injury, he was more horrified by the sacred aura Lu Ye was currently exhibiting!

Another slash descended, seemingly faster and stronger than before. The third... the fourth... Lu Ye's spinning speed increased, his entire body becoming a blur, creating a storm of blades around him.

The Great Windmill! This was the Mantis Blade's Twin Blade Secret Art. Although Lu Ye had only experienced it once, having fought Mantis Blade for a long time, he had somewhat grasped the essence of his twin blades. While his current execution wasn't as fluid and effortless as Mantis Blade's, it was certainly taking shape.

The only difference was that he didn't have twin blades; he used a single scabbard as a substitute. Therefore, the power of this Twin Blade Secret Art was unsatisfactory, only able to unleash half of its potential.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Ye would never use such a secret art in actual combat. It would be akin to presenting his vulnerabilities directly to the enemy.

However, deploying it at this moment was perfectly timed. Bai Jin was completely defenseless, and with his Sun-blessed physique, where else could Lu Ye find such an ideal target?

Blood splattered, accompanied by Bai Jin's cries of alarm. The two Insect Race Sun-blessed cultivators and Ning Buao's group had no idea what was happening inside the blood sphere. But judging solely from Bai Jin's screams, his situation appeared dire.

"Could a Star-Lord truly kill a Sun-blessed cultivator?" Such a strange thought surfaced in everyone's mind. Yet, within that blood sphere, Lu Ye's aura was clearly growing stronger, while Bai Jin's was rapidly diminishing.

Normally, such strikes would send Bai Jin flying from the impact. But enveloped and confined by the blood sphere, he was forced to remain in place.

For three breaths, Lu Ye unleashed an unknown number of slashes. Until the final strike, when the resistance on his blade suddenly lightened.

At the same time, Lu Ye clearly felt the tearing of his own flesh and blood from within. All the various legacies within Liao, regardless of which one, imposed a tremendous burden on his body. Especially with Mantis Blade's Twin Blade Secret Art, which Lu Ye was using for the first time against a Sun-blessed target, he dared not hold back in the slightest.

This excessive exertion caused significant damage to his own flesh and blood. Under the close gaze of several Sun-blessed cultivators nearby, the blood sphere enveloping Lu Ye and Bai Jin suddenly retracted, revealing the two figures within.

Lu Ye remained standing silently, still holding his blade in a reverse grip and the scabbard in his other hand. However, his entire body was now steaming with vital energy, his spiritual power surging, and his exposed skin, even his face, was flushed crimson.

It was clear he had expended an enormous amount of energy. Not far in front of him, Bai Jin stood rigidly, staring at Lu Ye with a look of horror, his eyes wide.

However, he was inexplicably not dancing at this moment. Seeing this, the two Insect Race Sun-blessed cultivators immediately felt a rush of emotions.

Suddenly, blood light erupted. Blood gushed from Bai Jin's neck, and his entire head flew high into the air! A Sun-blessed... had been beheaded!

The two Insect Race Sun-blessed cultivators were terrified, their expressions visibly changing as they looked at Lu Ye. Ning Buao and the others, however, were overjoyed. They had thought this was impossible, yet Lu Ye had truly accomplished it.

Killing a Sun-blessed cultivator as a Star-Lord, even if the Sun-blessed was utterly defenseless, was an unimaginable feat.

Yet now, it had happened right before their eyes. Luo Xie shouted, "Young friend, keep killing! Kill them all, hahaha!" This was truly a turn of events. They had thought this battle was a certain death, but then the Dancer had suddenly entered the fray, disrupting the battle, and now Lu Yiye of Nine Heavens had appeared, turning the tide.

Lu Ye hadn't taken long to kill Bai Jin. So, if he continued, killing the two Insect Race Sun-blessed and then the four Blood Race Sun-blessed on the other side, once the Dancer's influence vanished, their three Sun-blessed cultivators could then slaughter freely. At that point, no matter how many Insect Race or Blood Race members there were, they wouldn't be enough to stand against them.

Lu Ye didn't move or respond, maintaining his stance. It wasn't that he didn't want to move; he simply couldn't!

He had underestimated the after-effects of using the Great Windmill. Outwardly, he appeared normal, but most of his flesh and blood had ruptured. Forget about using the Great Windmill again; he couldn't even exert half of his usual strength.

Furthermore, a large part of his ability to kill Bai Jin was due to the suppression from the sacred aura. Against the Insect Race, the sacred aura had no effect whatsoever, and the Insect Race's carapaces were much stronger defensively than the Blood Race.

Luo Xie urged him again, but seeing Lu Ye still motionless, he immediately realized something was wrong with Lu Ye's condition and his heart sank.

On the battlefield now, they only had three Sun-blessed cultivators, while the enemy, even with Bai Jin dead, still numbered six. If they couldn't quickly close this gap, once everyone escaped the Dancer's influence, they would still face certain death.

Luo Xie couldn't help but sigh. This battle today had truly been a roller coaster of emotions. Their initial plan, which they thought guaranteed victory, fell apart because of Bai Jin, leading them to be surrounded by the Blood Race and fall into peril. Then, the Dancer suddenly appeared, disrupting the battlefield, and Lu Yiye's powerful slaying of Bai Jin brought them hope.

Now, that hope was dashed again. Luo Xie and the others had experienced the great ups and downs of life several times this day. Even with the strong mental fortitude of Sun-blessed cultivators, it was almost unbearable.

Only after several tens of breaths did Lu Ye slowly exhale, move his body slightly, sheath the Pan Mountain Blade, and then look at Ning Buao and the other two. "Which of you has the strongest offensive power?" he asked. Although he had a guess, he still needed to confirm.