Chapter 410: Lingxi's Three Disasters

As Lu Ye was thinking this, another message arrived through his battlefield imprint. He checked it, and to his surprise, it was from his Second Senior Sister.

"If you're free, come to the Azure Emperor City outpost."

Lu Ye quickly replied, "Is something wrong?"

"Someone wants to see you."

Lu Ye felt a little curious.

If he wasn't mistaken, Azure Emperor City was a second-rank sect in Bing Province, only slightly weaker than first-rank sects in overall strength, and comparable to the current Crimson Heart Sect.

However, Lu Ye had never dealt with anyone from Azure Emperor City before, and he didn't know why his Second Senior Sister would ask him to go to their outpost.

His Second Senior Sister hadn't specified, and Lu Ye didn't press for details, knowing that if Shui Yuan truly wanted to explain, she would have told him directly.

"Understood."

After replying, Lu Ye took out his detailed map. He found that his current location wasn't too far from the Azure Emperor City outpost; flying there with his artifact would take less than half a day.

However... turning his head, he saw streams of light relentlessly pursuing him like maggots clinging to bone. The cultivators from the Myriad Demon Ridge were still relentlessly hunting him.

Under these circumstances, it wouldn't be wise to fly directly to Azure Emperor City.

He needed to find a way to shake off the watchful eyes tailing him.

If he truly wanted to escape them, Lu Ye had methods. With his flying spirit pattern continuously activated, even sword cultivators, renowned for their speed, would be left in the dust.

Having made up his mind and about to act, Yi Yi, who was standing behind Lu Ye, suddenly let out a gasp. Before Lu Ye could react to what was happening, he felt the spiritual power throughout his body abruptly solidify. His body uncontrollably plummeted diagonally downwards. Amber, who had been crouching on Lu Ye's shoulder, also widened his beast eyes, gripping Lu Ye's clothes firmly with all four paws to prevent being thrown off.

Despite the sudden change, Lu Ye showed no panic. He immediately scanned his surroundings, seeing no signs of an ambush. Instead, the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators who had been chasing him were also shouting and plummeting downwards, one after another, creating a rather amusing sight...

Is it an anti-flight zone?

This thought immediately sprang into Lu Ye's mind.

If this area had an anti-flight restriction, then flying artifacts passing overhead would indeed become uncontrollable.

But his own spiritual power was also sealed; this wasn't just the effect of an anti-flight restriction!

If not anti-flight, then anti-spirit?

That didn't quite fit either. The affected area was too vast; a simple spirit-sealing restriction couldn't achieve such a widespread effect.

In an instant, numerous thoughts raced through Lu Ye's mind.

Before he could figure out what was happening, his sealed spiritual power began to flow again. Lu Ye quickly activated his spiritual power, and his plummeting body shot back upwards.

"Lu Ye, I'm afraid it's the Primal Magnetic Roar!" Yi Yi's voice came from behind him.

With her reminder, Lu Ye finally understood.

Ever since he had stirred up trouble in the inner circle, leading the Vast Heaven Alliance army to conquer over a hundred Myriad Demon Ridge sect outposts, rumors about the Three Disasters of the Spirit Creek Battlefield had reached his ears.

The Three Disasters of the Spirit Creek Battlefield referred to the Spirit Creek Heavenly Thunder, the Primal Magnetic Roar, and the Drooping Leaf.

Heavenly thunder rarely rumbled in the Spirit Creek Battlefield, but when it did, it often signaled the arrival of a tide of insects. That was the busiest time for all cultivators, regardless of their faction or sect; everyone had to wholeheartedly fight against the insect tides near their outposts.

The Primal Magnetic Roar was another disaster, even more unpredictable than the insect tides.

Every few years, or roughly every decade, the Spirit Creek Battlefield would experience a chaotic surge of primal magnetic force.

Lu Ye was no stranger to primal magnetic fields. He remembered how he had used the primal magnetic field in the Evil Moon Valley mine to slay Manager Yang as a mortal, thus embarking on his path of cultivation.

The primal magnetic field deep within that mine wasn't strong; it was merely an invisible field generated by some primal magnetic ore. Yet, Manager Yang couldn't use any spiritual power there and was ultimately killed by Lu Ye in confusion.

What if such a primal magnetic field were amplified a thousandfold, or even ten thousandfold?

What if such a field swept through the entire Spirit Creek Battlefield?

This was the truth behind the Primal Magnetic Roar, one of the three disasters.

During such times, the entire Spirit Creek Battlefield would be filled with primal magnetic force. The vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth across the battlefield would solidify, making it difficult even for cultivators to activate the spiritual power within their bodies.

At such a time, cultivators could barely circulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation, let alone activate even a sliver of the spiritual power within their own bodies.

During this period on the Spirit Creek Battlefield, the only thing cultivators could rely on was their physical bodies!

For cultivators who relied on spiritual power for combat, this was undoubtedly a huge catastrophe.

Conversely, this was a golden age for body cultivators. Weapon cultivators also had some room to maneuver. As for spell cultivators and ghost cultivators, with their fragile physiques... they usually hid in their outposts, trembling.

The Primal Magnetic Roar had precursors, just like what had just happened. When these signs appeared, the entire Spirit Creek Battlefield would soon be enveloped by the chaotic primal magnetic field.

Lu Ye was only grateful that this natural disaster had signs, otherwise, many cultivators flying through the sky would likely plummet to their deaths if caught unprepared.

As for the Drooping Leaf, one of the three disasters, Lu Ye felt that was entirely the Myriad Demon Ridge slandering him...

So, when he heard such a jibe, he merely smiled it off and didn't pay much attention to it.

Yi Yi was a spirit body, so she felt the primal magnetic field extremely strongly and detected it earlier than Lu Ye.

"Go back into Amber," Lu Ye quickly said.

When the primal magnetic field filled the battlefield, its effect on cultivators was merely the inability to activate spiritual power. However, its impact on Yi Yi was immense; if she didn't hide inside Amber, she could very likely dissipate.

"Okay," Yi Yi replied, and then instantly disappeared.

"Amber, reveal your true form!"

Amber responded with a low roar, leaping from Lu Ye's shoulder to behind him, standing where Yi Yi had been. With his demonic energy surging, he revealed his true form.

Lu Ye, seizing the opportunity, lowered his altitude, flying less than five zhang above the ground. This way, even if the situation from earlier recurred, he wouldn't fall to his death.

As a cultivator, dying from a fall from a great height would indeed be the most tragic way to go.

Just as he finished, Lu Ye once again felt his spiritual power being sealed, rendering it unusable. He, along with Amber, plummeted from a height of five zhang.

Scrambling to his feet, his spiritual power recovered, and he continued forward on his artifact.

After several such occurrences, the primal magnetic field indeed permeated the entire Spirit Creek Battlefield. In an instant, all cultivators found their spiritual power unusable, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth solidified. Not only that, but even the protective arrays of various outposts collapsed without being attacked.

The only things cultivators could still use were the various functions provided by their battlefield imprints, which, after all, were connected to the Heavenly Secret and unaffected even by the primal magnetic field.

Lu Ye had already mounted Amber's back and galloped away, leaving the pursuing Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators watching helplessly from afar.

At this moment, Lu Ye had only one thought: bringing Amber along on this journey was indeed a wise decision.

Otherwise, he would have had to run on his own, a scenario he could barely imagine.

When the Primal Magnetic Roar enveloped the Spirit Creek Battlefield, the Myriad Demon Ridge faction suddenly realized this was an opportunity!

An opportunity to kill Lu Yiye!

Ever since he had advanced to Heaven-Eight, this fellow had become incredibly difficult to deal with. Now, as the top-ranked cultivator on the Spirit Creek List and having received a baptism of Heavenly Secret's reward, he was even stronger than before.

With too few people, the Myriad Demon Ridge couldn't kill him; with too many, they couldn't catch him. They had always been at a loss on how to deal with him.

But now that spiritual power was sealed and everyone had to rely solely on their physical bodies, if they could corner Lu Yiye somewhere, even a few dozen people could kill him!

Realizing this, the many Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators who had long suffered because of Lu Ye almost cheered to the heavens, exclaiming that providence was on their side!

However, the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators soon realized a new problem.

Lu Yiye had a mount!

The white tiger that could impact enemies' minds with its roar!

To be honest, cultivators preferred taming and keeping mounts when their cultivation was low, because mounts not only served for travel but also made excellent helpers in combat against enemies.

However, once cultivators reached the Eighth-Layer realm and could fly with artifacts, they generally stopped taming mounts. When one could fly, what need was there for a mount? Even those tamed at weaker cultivation levels couldn't keep up with the cultivators' growth rate and were gradually phased out.

Therefore, to seize this opportunity and kill Lu Yiye, they would need enough mounts. At the very least, their mounts had to be fast enough to keep up with his.

Fortunately, there was still the Beast Taming school, whose cultivators specialized in fighting with beasts. The strength of a cultivator in this school depended entirely on the strength of the demonic beasts they commanded.

When Lu Ye was climbing the rankings, he encountered a cultivator who brought four demonic beasts into battle. Lu Ye promptly killed both the cultivator and his beasts, and the corpses of those demonic beasts later became a source of food for Lu Ye and Amber to replenish themselves.

For a time, cultivators from the Beast Taming school became highly sought after in the various Myriad Demon Ridge outposts. Some demonic cultivation sects even dispatched many avian demonic beasts to search for Lu Ye's whereabouts, both in the sky and on the ground, based on his last known location.

They were determined to find him and eradicate him before the Primal Magnetic Roar ended!

At this very moment, Lu Ye, riding Amber, had already arrived at the Azure Emperor City outpost.

A journey that would have originally taken less than half a day by artifact now took two full days riding Amber. This was even after Amber's strength had significantly increased, improving his speed. Previously, the same distance would have taken four or five days.

He was covered in dust from the journey.

At the Azure Emperor City outpost, the protective array had already dissipated due to the Primal Magnetic Roar. All cultivators had returned to the outpost and were on high alert, as no one knew if enemies would seize the opportunity to attack.

As soon as the figure on the white tiger appeared outside the Azure Emperor City outpost, the Azure Emperor City cultivators spotted him and quickly sent out a message.

By the time Lu Ye reached the outskirts of the outpost, a cultivator approached him and asked, "Are you Fellow Daoist Yiye of the Jade Blood Sect?"

"That is correct!"

Lu Ye replied.

The cultivator gestured with his hand, "Fellow Daoist Yiye, please enter!"