saint of humanity

The panic of the Mingfeng did not last long, because just as Lu Ye pounced on him, an incomparably powerful aura suddenly appeared in the battlefield.

Mingfeng felt that the aura seemed somewhat familiar, but before he could figure out what was going on, he saw Lu Ye, who was rushing towards him, suddenly change his expression and turn to run away.

Then he sensed a powerful attack suddenly erupting from not far behind him. The attack wasn't aimed at him, but the mere aftershocks made him unsteady and his skin sting. He felt as if he had been grazed by a speeding star, and his blood and qi suddenly became unstable.

The dazzling light transformed into a giant fist, which slammed into Lu Ye's back with lightning speed.

Lu Ye, who was fleeing into the distance, was struck and staggered, his protective power instantly dissipating.

Before he could regroup his protective power, the second attack arrived, followed by the third, and the fourth...

From Mingfeng's perspective, it appeared as several enormous fists of profound light relentlessly slamming into Lu Ye, one after another.

As the blood rained down, the eyes of the Nether Bee suddenly widened!
Lu Ye... is dead!
Right in front of him, he was blasted into dust by that violent and inexplicable attack.

The bee was momentarily dazed and could hardly believe its eyes.

But soon he seemed to realize something, and turned to look in the direction from which the violent attack was coming, his eyes narrowing instantly.

In that direction, less than a few miles away, a figure stood quietly, poised to throw a punch. The figure was tall and imposing, but his face was obscured by a white mask with red lettering.

The red character was a bold and elegant "贰" (two)!

Second Saint!

As expected... Mingfeng felt relieved.

The last time Lu Ye led Si Shengya and others to attack Qianliu City, Lu Sheng suddenly emerged from the Origin Realm and injured Lu Ye, but was unable to kill him.

The swarm of bees could see it clearly.

Those True Saints in the Origin Realm are all under Yuan's control. Although for some unknown reason, only one True Saint appears each time, and it seems that they cannot appear frequently, how could Yuan not pay attention to such an important battle?

This time, the true saint should make an appearance!

He simply hadn't anticipated it, but when the powerful aura unique to True Saints appeared, how could he not understand the reason?

The Second Saint continued to throw punches, his mysterious fist shadows striking the spot where Lu Ye had disappeared. It was as if he was filled with some kind of resentment, and even if he shattered Lu Ye to pieces, he would not be satisfied. His powerful offensive shattered the void in that area.

"Ha!" Mingfeng burst out laughing for no apparent reason, "Hahahaha...cough cough cough..."

The reason he laughed so wildly was that he found it funny. Lu Ye's previous acts of killing had made him extremely wary, and being targeted this time meant that his chances of survival were slim.

Who would have thought there would be such a glimmer of hope? Lu Ye was suddenly killed by the Second Saint.

Now that all worries were gone, Mingfeng was overjoyed!
Overwhelmed by the emotional turmoil and the lingering effects of the Second Saint's attack, he coughed up a considerable amount of blood.

Ten breaths later, the Second Saint's attack suddenly stopped. It wasn't that he had no strength left, but that a huge black chain suddenly appeared in the void, binding him tightly. In an instant, the Second Saint was dragged into an unknown place and disappeared.

"Weaving Heaven Needle!" The Nether Bee's heart stirred, and it immediately rushed towards the place where Lu Ye had died.

Lu Ye seized this treasure of the Feather Clan, along with many other treasures. It seems that Lu Ye also possesses a long sword treasure.

The others are fine, they wouldn't be of much use to him anyway, but who wouldn't want a treasure like the Heavenly Needle?
The Second Saint killed the enemy, and he came to reap the benefits; no one could say anything about it.

As it sped forward, Mingfeng immediately spotted the Weaving Heaven Needle. Treasures are not so easily damaged. Although the Second Saint's attack was ferocious, it was clearly impossible for him to shatter the treasure.

He reached out and grabbed at the Heavenly Needle, his face beaming with joy.

But at that moment, Mingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable and enormous crisis suddenly swept over her.

As a demigod, Mingfeng had extensive combat experience, and he immediately sensed something was amiss, so he withdrew without a second thought.

But it was too late, because a light flashed from the Heavenly Needle, and then it turned into a golden light that rushed towards him.

The wasps were terrified!

He had personally witnessed Lu Ye wielding the Heavenly Needle before. Although he didn't know why Lu Ye was able to control this treasure in such a short time, what he saw with his own eyes was not fake.

Now that Lu Ye is dead, who is controlling this treasure?
It's unreasonable to say that the power unleashed by the treasure itself.

At such close range, the sudden burst of the Heavenly Needle left the Dark Bee with no way to dodge and forced it to frantically urge its own power to protect itself.

The next instant, he felt a powerful force of destruction sweep over his chest, almost breaking through his protective aura.

Mingfeng was immediately startled and broke out in a cold sweat. He had heard of the name of the Heavenly Needle Weaver before, but this was the first time he had personally experienced it.

He dared not be negligent. A layer of blood mist burst forth from his body, and his Dao power surged even more fiercely. He had activated some kind of life-saving secret technique.

Suddenly, a surge of energy appeared behind him, and a blade of light slashed towards Mingfeng like a ghost.

Caught between two attacks, Mingfeng had no chance of survival. As blood splattered, he fled forward, his face pale, flying quite a distance before hastily turning back.

He stopped, his eyes widening in disbelief as he stared at the figure he both feared and hated: "You're not dead?"

Lu Ye calmly put away the Heavenly Weaving Needle, twirling his long sword in a flourish: "I'm not dead, but you're going to die!"

Since Lu Sheng appeared and injured him last time, he realized that as the Origin Realm continues to merge, the time that True Saints can stay in the Origin Realm and the strength they can exert will gradually increase.

He subsequently encountered several more clashes with the puppet demigods, but no true saint appeared again.

This aligns with his initial deduction: the True Saints must have faced certain limitations when they emerged from the Origin Realm. The specifics of these limitations are unclear, but there must have been some time intervals between them.

Since he hadn't encountered a True Saint before, how could he not be careful this time? This battle is of great importance, and Yuan will definitely be paying attention.

Therefore, there is a high probability that a true saint will appear.

With his current strength, he could survive an encounter with a True Saint, but serious injury would be inevitable. To avoid this situation, he could only rely on the clone created by the Talent Tree.

The one that the Second Saint killed just now was his clone.

With the Second Saint now present, Lu Ye had no further concerns.

Moreover, he had anticipated that the Mingfeng would come looking for the Heavenly Needle, so when his clone came out, he only brought the Heavenly Needle with him.

Unfortunately, because he was controlling the Heavenly Needle from a distance, the power of this treasure could not be fully unleashed; otherwise, that attack should have been enough to kill Mingfeng.

The situation is not bad either. Mingfeng was slashed by him, with a huge gash on his back and the Heavenly Needle piercing through his chest. Such injuries are not something that even a half-saint like Mingfeng can ignore.

Sensing Lu Ye's chilling killing intent, Ming Feng's expression changed drastically. A multitude of thoughts raced through her mind in an instant, and she immediately fled towards Xue Wei, shouting, "Xue Wei, save me!"

Wounded, escape was out of the question, so he had no choice but to ask for help.

Xingzhou's battlefield is quite far from here, and Fei is nowhere to be found. Now, the only thing he can rely on is Xuewei.

Hearing this, Xue Wei, who was fighting against five opponents and putting the Dragon Lord and the others at a disadvantage, frowned.

She appeared relaxed, but in reality, she was giving it her all. After all, it was a joint effort from five half-saints amplified by the Dao Integration Pearl, and even she dared not let her guard down.

When the Second Saint appeared and Lu Ye's clone was killed, she managed to steal a glance and felt that victory was assured in this battle.

But not long after, the bees began to cry for help.

He immediately turned his head and saw the Mingfeng rushing towards them in a disheveled state. Not far behind him, Lu Ye, with a cold expression, raised his long sword high and slashed down in the direction the Mingfeng had fled.

The aura of the Nether Bee suddenly became disordered, and blood gushed out from the wounds on his back and chest. The intense pain caused by the burst of Fang power almost contorted his face.

The sealing of the power of sorrow further weakened his aura.

Even at his peak, his strength was still somewhat inferior to Lu Ye's current level, not to mention the combined power of the two military clans.

With a swift strike, the void was smoothed out, and a dense gleam of blade light enveloped the Nether Bee.

Although the Zerg demigod sensed the danger and fought back with all his might, it was all in vain.

Before he could reach Xue Wei, his body was split in two, then into four, and his life force was extinguished.

Xue Wei, who happened to witness this scene, twitched violently at the corner of her eye.

In fact, conflicts between demigods rarely occur in the Origin Realm, let alone demigods die as a result. This is why the Origin Realm has accumulated so many demigods.

Even in a battle between high-level Dao cultivators, she had never seen anyone cut their opponent so badly.

Because the Dao bone is hard, it cannot be destroyed by ordinary means unless the Dao power within it is completely lost.

Mingfeng, a dignified half-saint, must still have plenty of power left in his body, yet he was cut into many pieces like a piece of rotten meat. Xuewei couldn't believe just how sharp Lu Ye's long sword was to be able to do this so easily.

She was heartbroken by the death of Mingfeng, and angry at its lack of courage. The war had only been going on for a short time, and it had already been killed.
Fortunately, Blood Abyss Weaver Modo was already dead, but Mingfeng was still alive. How capable did she think this guy was?
In a fit of anger, his attack became disorganized, which actually eased the situation for Dragon Lord and the others.

After Lu Ye killed the Mingfeng, he quickly stored its corpse in his inner world. This insectoid demigod possessed a supreme treasure.

He died before he could even unleash his ultimate treasure and launch a decent attack in this battle; it was truly tragic.

Lu Ye turned his head and looked at another battlefield.

The battle has progressed smoothly, and the situation is even better than he expected. Originally, after quickly killing Mingfeng, he was going to deal with Fei.

But he had witnessed Fei chasing after Xue Jiu, and now there was no trace of Fei on the battlefield. He could only charge towards another battle group. (End of Chapter)