f a low-level cultivator is destroyed, but if this small bell artifact were to be destroyed, it would be a great loss.The old cultivator glanced at Lu Ye with a strange expression, reached out to take...This was Lu Ye's first time dying and being reborn in the Black Abyss.

In the distance, nine men from the south and four survivors from the west gathered together, eyeing them hungrily.

Lu Ye and Duan Xiuchen's eyes met, seeing the unwillingness in each other. Lu Ye said calmly, "You still aren't willing to give up"

Time is running out. Even if the southern forces manage to seize the Spirit Ball, it's unlikely they'll be able to transport it back to the main camp. The eastern troops won't stand idly by; they'll undoubtedly try to intercept and disrupt any attempt to move the Spirit Ball.

When the time limit is reached, whichever side's main camp the spirit orb is closest to will own it. So in Lu Ye's view, there's no need to struggle over the south and west anymore.

Furthermore, in this location, the Eastern forces have a significant advantage. They can immediately rejoin the battle after being reborn, whereas the opponent's two ships would be completely unable to catch up if they were destroyed and had to return.

It can be said that at this moment, the outcome of the martial arts competition is already determined, and no one can change it.

Wherever Lu Ye’s gaze fell, Duan Xiuchen sighed and grinned at Lu Ye: “I can’t help but feel a bit resentful. What am I supposed to do” If Lu Ye were a member of the Human Tribe, Duan Xiuchen wouldn't have thought much about it. The rise of the East was a fortunate event, and a joyous occasion for the Human Tribes. But the crucial point is that Lu Ye is a member of the Individual Race!

This time the East could bring in a foreign player to turn the tide. What about next time And the time after that

He, a Star Soul Stage late cultivator of the Little Folk race, was naturally unwilling to be suppressed by an early-stage Human in such a fierce confrontation. Lu Ye nodded: "Then we can only beat him!"

"...Therefore, from now on, the competition won't be about the Spirit Orb anymore. It will simply be a battle!" Duan Xiucheng said. No matter what, he had to personally kill Lu Ye once and make him understand that the Xiaoren Clan wasn't useless!

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As soon as the words left his mouth, his expression turned serious. His figure flickered, and he charged towards the eastern camp with a roar: "Kill!" Behind him, twelve figures followed closely.

Given the other party's attitude, the Eastern forces naturally could only meet them in battle.

Du Xiucheng's goal is only Lu Ye. He doesn't even look at others, and with the current strength of the two southern armies, he has no need to pay attention to anyone else. As long as he focuses on Lu Ye, the rest are insignificant.

Lü Yè sensed his intentions and darted forward to meet him. Duan Xiū chén's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, his killing intent sharp as a blade.

It's like a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.

Yet, just as the two figures were about to collide, Lu Ye suddenly turned his body and swept past from the side.

Du Xiucheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't even have time to stop him. When he turned back, Lu Ye had already arrived in front of a dumbfounded Star Venerable cultivator from the early stage.

With a flash of steel, life extinguished!

"Damn it!" Duan Xiuchen couldn't hold back and cursed loudly, then hurriedly turned to chase after him. But a step late, another step late, Lu Ye was already like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unleashing a massacre.

"ndefeated throughout, and in the final fight, he even killed a holy maiden from the Sheng Huo Sect who had destroyed her spiritual apertures and fallen from the seventh level of cultivation.The messag...