Chapter 2176: Trust Me?

Having made his decision, Feilian's figure flickered as he charged boldly into the battlefield. With an Integration Realm expert like him making a move, ordinary cultivators simply couldn't resist.

In just a moment, a large number of Alliance guards fell dead on the spot, and the previously deadlocked front line was directly torn open by Feilian.

This was the might of an Integration Realm expert; against an Incarnation Realm cultivator, it was like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

"Feilian, you're asking for death!" A furious roar rang out as Ziying swiftly emerged from the palace to confront Feilian.

Had it been a newly advanced Integration Realm expert like Manshan, there might still be a chance of being besieged and killed by Incarnation Realm cultivators. But Feilian had accumulated countless years at this level; how could his strength be comparable to Manshan's? When he acted, Ziying was the only one on the entire battlefield who could stand against him.

So even though Ziying sensed something unusual about Feilian's actions, he couldn't afford to ponder deeply and could only charge out to stop him.

The two Integration Realm experts clashed instantly, terrifying aftershocks swept through, and vitality around them withered away.

Because of Feilian's earlier slaughter, only cultivators from the Insect and Blood races remained in the vicinity, so Ziying had no reservations in striking, effectively evening the score between the two sides.

Both Integration Realm experts had an unspoken understanding; as they fought, they swiftly moved away from the battlefield, reaching a distant location where they finally unleashed their full power.

At the southwest defense line, Lu Ye, who was leading his team of cultivators in battle against the enemy, suddenly turned his head to look, his brows furrowed.

If his perception wasn't mistaken, Integration Realm experts were clashing over there. Judging by the aftershocks, the combatants were not ordinary Integration Realm experts; even within this realm, they could be called powerful figures.

Was this Ziying fighting Feilian from the Blood race?

Lu Ye didn't know, because from his position, the battlefield over there was obscured by the entire Bluesky Warstar, making it impossible to see the situation clearly. Moreover, the vast battlefield was utterly chaotic, with various aftershocks raging, making perception easily interfered with.

But regardless, with Integration Realm experts entering the fray, it was time for the true test. Whether this enemy assault on the star would succeed or fail depended on the outcome of the clash between those two Integration Realm experts.

If Feilian won, Bluesky would be lost. If Ziying won, the enemy army would likely retreat, allowing them to pursue closely and gain significant spoils.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, yet his attacks were merciless. He threw a punch, blowing up an approaching Insectoid. Jiang Yuning, who was close by, quickly reacted and swiftly collected the fallen Insectoid's spiritual bones.

For the past few days, she had specialized in this task and was quite skilled at it.

As Lu Ye was about to continue attacking, a streak of crimson light suddenly flashed across his peripheral vision, moving incredibly fast.

His heart skipped a beat. He quickly followed the blood light with his gaze and immediately saw a Blood race figure charging forward. Alliance guards in his path were completely unable to resist.

This guy... looked somewhat familiar.

Lu Ye immediately recalled who he was. When he and his companions had fought their way back from outside, this Blood race cultivator had appeared once before, seemingly intending to ambush Yanhong, but he had been stopped by Lu Ye.

It was him!

This guy was definitely on par with Yanhong.

"Brother Yan, watch out for a sneak attack!" Lu Ye quickly shouted.

Yanhong, who was currently slaughtering enemies, turned around, saw the Blood race figure, and their eyes met. Yanhong roared, "Good timing!"

For the past few days, he had been searching for this Blood race cultivator but unfortunately found no trace. He hadn't expected the opponent to reveal himself now.

Killing ordinary Incarnation Realm cultivators didn't give him much sense of accomplishment; only opponents of equal strength could ignite his fighting spirit.

With that, he raised his spear and attacked.

A sneer appeared on the Blood race cultivator's face. He gently pushed a palm forward, seemingly without any force.

However, the moment their powers collided, Yanhong's expression changed dramatically, because the power emanating from the opponent's hand was something he absolutely couldn't resist.

His blood and qi churned, his chest caved in, and a mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments gushed out.

Fortunately, his combat experience was extremely rich. Realizing something was wrong, he immediately used the opponent's force to retreat.

Several Alliance guards who had been fighting alongside Yanhong for days saw this and furiously rushed to attack the Blood race cultivator. However, the opponent merely waved his hand casually, a streak of blood light, like a crescent moon, swept through, and these few individuals were cut in half.

"Integration Realm!" Lu Ye, witnessing this scene from not far away, had a shocked expression.

He hadn't expected that this Blood race cultivator was actually an Integration Realm expert.

But why... If he was an Integration Realm expert, why did he retreat a few days ago? He had the chance to kill Yanhong back then, but he didn't reveal his strength; instead, he retreated until now!

He couldn't figure it out immediately, but Lu Ye knew that if he didn't intervene, Yanhong would likely die.

No matter how powerful he was, he relied solely on the power of a Dao artifact, at most exerting the strength of fourteen or fifteen paths, which was incomparable to an Integration Realm expert.

Once he killed Yanhong, everyone here would die, and the entire defense line of the Bluesky Warstar would probably collapse under his assault. At that point, more than just one or two would die.

"Kang Xing, Jiang Yuning, Zhao Tuo!" Lu Ye let out a low cry.

Kang Xing and the other two had been stunned when they saw Yanhong wounded, frozen on the spot. They had witnessed Yanhong's bravery with their own eyes these past few days and hadn't expected such a powerful Blood race cultivator to suddenly appear.

Hearing Lu Ye's call, they were all momentarily stunned.

"Do you trust me?" Lu Ye looked at them with a serious expression.

Kang Xing nodded instinctively.

"Then do not resist!" As Lu Ye spoke, he pulled open his collar, and the small scale embedded in his chest immediately came into their view.

"This is..." Kang Xing was uncertain and surprised, feeling that this scale seemed familiar.

"Do not resist!" Lu Ye repeated. Then his spiritual sense surged, enveloping the three, and directly taking them into the Bifu!

He had the strength to contend with an Integration Realm expert, but if he truly did that in plain sight, it would definitely be hard to explain later. So he immediately thought of using the power of the Bifu as a cover.

As for exposing the Bifu because of this... at this moment, he couldn't afford to worry about that.

Lu Ye didn't know how strong the opponent was, but the fact that Yanhong survived his attack indicated that this Blood race Integration Realm expert was not very strong. Perhaps like Manshan, whom he had killed before, they had only recently advanced to the Integration Realm.

To use the power of the Bifu, he needed three helpers. Kang Xing and the others were the best choice, as they had known him long enough and trusted him sufficiently.

Inside the Bifu space, many intricate patterns crisscrossed. Kang Xing and the two others landed in three different corners.

Lu Ye's voice came through: "This is the spatial realm of the Dao artifact Bifu. Enter the formation, and help me slay the enemy!"

Jiang Yuning was stunned for a moment, then her face turned pale with shock: "The internal space of the Bifu?"

A few days ago, the three of them had discussed the Bifu with Lu Ye. Who would have thought they would actually see the Bifu now? Kang Xing finally understood why the scale looked familiar; according to legend, the Dao artifact Bifu appeared as a scale.

"What should we do?" Kang Xing suppressed his inner shock and quickly asked.

"Just activate your Dao power!" Lu Ye replied. Through previous attempts, he had already understood the use of the Bifu, but recently he hadn't had the chance to test it with others.

Meanwhile, the deaths of numerous Alliance guards bought the Blood race cultivator a moment's delay. Yanhong was not yet dead, but he knew that facing such an Integration Realm expert, he had no chance of survival. The previous strike had already severely wounded him.

Yet he had no intention of retreating. Since it was a dead end, he would naturally die standing!

He brandished the long spear in his hand, spat out a mouthful of blood, pointed at the Blood race cultivator, and roared, "Kill!"

With that, he had already charged forward first, with an expression of one prepared to die.

No one followed. The terrifying slaughter by the Blood race Integration Realm expert moments ago had made the nearby Alliance guards realize his power. In such a situation, who would dare to continue following Yanhong? They scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions.

If they ran fast, perhaps they could survive...

Yanhong was not surprised by this situation. Even ants cling to life, let alone a group of Incarnation Realm cultivators who had cultivated for many years.

But he quickly saw another figure charging towards the Blood race cultivator from another direction.

Without needing a close look, Yanhong could tell that person was Lu Ye. A great comfort filled his heart; the human race still had fierce warriors after all. It was just a pity that they would die here together today.

"Brother Lu, we'll support each other at the gates of hell; the path to the underworld won't be cold!" Yanhong laughed loudly, his mouth full of blood.

"Alright!" Lu Ye gritted his teeth and responded.

The Blood race cultivator also sneered, "Overestimating yourselves!"

He suddenly turned and looked at Lu Ye, throwing a punch. He recognized him; on that day, his ambush on Yanhong was foiled by this human, otherwise, he might have succeeded then.

So he decided to kill Lu Ye first. Yanhong, being heavily wounded, could no longer escape.

Almost at the same time he threw his punch, Lu Ye reached out into the void, and the Pan Mountain Blade, which had been hidden in his small floral realm, appeared in his hand.

"Huh?" The Blood race Integration Realm expert was momentarily stunned, unable to understand why Lu Ye, who had been empty-handed moments before, now suddenly produced a blade.

But it no longer mattered. An Incarnation Realm cultivator, he could dispatch with a flick of his finger...

Amidst a clang, a dazzling blade light flashed. The Blood race Integration Realm expert's composure turned into horror. At the instant his Dao power shattered, a tremendous pain shot through his fist.

He couldn't believe he had been breached by an Incarnation Realm cultivator and even wounded by a blade.

After the blade strike, Lu Ye secretly thought it was a pity.

When he faced Manshan previously, the opponent had been too careless, barely activating any Dao power, and almost got killed by a single strike.

Although this Blood race cultivator in front of him was also somewhat careless, because Yanhong was also present, he must have used around twenty Dao power.

This resulted in the blade strike only breaking open the opponent's fist, failing to achieve further success.

As the scream rang out, Yanhong had already moved his spear to the Blood race cultivator's back and thrust it forward!

He had no expectations for this thrust; after all, the power gap was significant.

But what he couldn't understand was that the spear actually pierced directly into the opponent's body, as if the opponent's defenses didn't exist at all.

The Blood race cultivator was wounded a second time and almost instinctively retaliated with an arm strike.

Yanhong was immediately sent flying like a ragged sack; it was unknown if he was dead or alive.

Lu Ye's second blade strike had already come down. This time, the Blood race cultivator dared not be careless, frantically activating his Dao power, and finally blocked Lu Ye's blade strike.

This guy... has around thirty Dao power!