Sage of Humanity-Chapter 760 - 758: This Is Where It Ends

Previously, with insufficient cultivation and strength, facing the pursuit of these people, I could only try to escape and preserve myself. Now with enough power to retaliate, naturally, I will have my revenge for grievances and grudges.

Turning my head to look, the remaining cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had long since fled without a trace, with even Xia Liang leaving only a figure in the distance.

He was also smart, knowing to flee in the direction of the Heaven's Augury Mercantile Union; it seemed clear to him that only by escaping back to the Heaven's Augury Mercantile Union would he have a chance to survive.

The previous two times had been when Lu Ye was being hunted, making the same choice. Now, as fate would have it, Xia Liang had made the same choice. One couldn't help but note the great irony.

Not in a hurry to pursue and kill, Lu Ye instead landed, gathering his spoils of war.

The possessions of a Cloud River Realm cultivator were not small, especially since this time there were over a hundred Cloud River Realm cultivators who had died at the hands of Lu Ye. Even if he was not lacking in cultivation resources, it would be a waste to let them go to waste.

Moments later, he soared into the sky again, chasing back the way he had come.

Far ahead, Xia Liang was fleeing desperately, his heart filled with desolation.

Earlier at the tavern, he had told Tan Sheng that this might be their last chance because Lu Ye's strength was increasing too rapidly. If they couldn't succeed this time, by the next time they met, they might not be a match for Lu Ye.

But in reality, Lu Ye didn't even give them this chance.

What was expected to be a Level 7 had turned out to be a Level 8, and the terrifying strength displayed by Lu Ye had made it hard for him to look back, utterly crushing them with his absolutely formidable power.

Before this, he could not believe that a cultivator of the Cloud River Realm could be so powerful.

The presence of Tan Sheng had already disappeared behind him, and he knew clearly—Tan Sheng was dead!

Having spent so much time together, continually joining forces to hunt down Lu Ye, it was impossible to say there were no sentiments. This spurred in him a pang of sorrow like that of a rabbit grieving for a dead fox.

Stealing a moment to glance back, he saw no sign of Lu Ye pursuing, but he didn't relax his guard. Instead, he continued to propel his spirit force, fleeing desperately.

Determined in his heart, if he could escape this calamity, he would immediately return to the Nine Provinces sect headquarters and advance to the True Lake.

At the Cloud River Realm level, he was no longer a match for Lu Ye; only by advancing to the True Lake did he have a hope of defeating him.

As many thoughts flashed through his mind, suddenly a sharp aura struck from afar.

Xia Liang was alarmed, turning his head to look back. In his field of vision, a red light appeared, enveloping a vague yet familiar figure, seemingly unhurried yet in reality rapidly closing in on him.

So fast!

Xia Liang gritted his teeth and continued to stimulate his power, but his current speed was already his limit, impossible to increase further.

Fortunately, Heaven's Augury City was already in sight. Estimating the gap between Lu Ye's speed and his own and then looking at Heaven's Augury City ahead, Xia Liang's heart surged with hope.

There's a chance!

He still had a chance to escape into Heaven's Augury Mercantile Union!

A fierce desire to live like never before welled up from his heart, igniting all his blood Qi as if on fire.

As the distance to Heaven's Augury City dwindled, Xia Liang was about to take a deep breath of relief when Lu Ye's flat voice came from behind him.

"Do you think... you can really escape?"

As the words sounded, Lu Ye's speed suddenly increased, and the distance between them closed swiftly.

Indeed, when Lu Ye was at Level 5 in the Cloud River Realm, his all-out speed was almost on par with Xia Liang's. Now that he was at Level 8, in terms of flying speed alone, probably no one in the entire Cloud River battlefield could surpass him.

Xia Liang then realized that the speed Lu Ye had been showing was not his limit at all.

But why was he chasing him so leisurely...

As if in a trance, Xia Liang understood.

Lu Ye... not only wanted to kill, but also to crush the spirit!

He had deliberately let him see a glimmer of hope for survival, only to personally extinguish that hope at the most crucial moment.

How utterly ruthless!

The aura locked onto him became denser, and Lu Ye's presence approached closer from behind.

Looking at Heaven's Augury City, which was clearly not far away, Xia Liang knew he couldn't make it in.

His eyes suddenly filled with resolve. He abruptly turned around, his eyes flashing with determination and ferocity, and charged at Lu Ye.

If he was destined not to escape, then he would fight to the death!

Instantly, the two figures rushing towards each other collided, and both long sabers were drawn simultaneously, descending towards the other with a thunderous clash.

Their spirit forces erupted at that instant, and looking from afar, it was as if two small suns had burst in the sky.

The standstill lasted only a moment before one figure was sent flying, spewing blood, with the spirit light greatly dimmed, revealing Xia Liang's disheveled form.

Previously, when he had joined forces with other Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators to besiege Lu Ye, he had clashed with Lu Ye several times. However, he had suffered great losses every time, which meant he was already at a disadvantage even now.

In such a state, how could he stand a chance in a head-on collision with Lu Ye?

In mid-air, Xia Liang struggled to stabilize his form, but Lu Ye had already caught up, and his long saber slashed down once more.

Xia Liang, the core disciple of the Mad Saber Sect, was indeed formidable; even in such an adverse situation, he had not given up resistance.

The Spiritual Artifact long saber in his hand was lifted to accurately block Lu Ye's strike, but before he could even catch his breath, Lu Ye's other hand was already reaching out, covering his face.

In the palm of his hand, a surge of violent power suddenly erupted.

Xia Liang felt as if he had been punched squarely in the face, his already unstable figure uncontrollably plummeting downward like a meteorite crashing to the ground.

With a loud crash, he struck the area thirty feet in front of Heaven's Augury City, creating a large crater in the ground, dazing and softening his entire body, as if all his bones were broken.

At this moment, many cultivators were coming and going in and out of the city, and upon seeing this scene of conflict, they all stopped to watch.

"Lu Yiye!" someone exclaimed, recognizing Lu Ye's identity at a glance.

Following this exclamation, more people spotted Lu Ye's figure, and instantly, the crowd was agitated with almost everyone struggling to restrain themselves from taking action.

However, soon another cry of surprise rang out.

"Mad Saber Sect, Xia Liang?"

The cultivator who recognized Xia Liang was filled with disbelief, almost thinking they had misidentified the person.

Mad Saber Sect was a 1st-grade sect, and Xia Liang was a standout of his generation, having made a significant name for himself in the Spirit Stream Realm. His fame on the Cloud River battlefield was no small matter—he was considered one of the strongest among his peers there.

In the Cloud River Realm, there weren't many who could defeat him.

And yet, such a mighty warrior was now being beaten like a dead dog? And by the infamous Lu Yiye, no less?

What exactly was happening?

Lu Ye, holding a saber, calmly descended step by step as if there were invisible stairs beneath his feet, but his body was wrapped in a horrifyingly savage aura.

He had seen those Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators who were itching to move against him, but he simply didn't care.

Just as he had been able to make two hundred enemies flee in disarray by himself earlier, he was naturally capable now—anyone who dared to make a move would die!

He didn't mind slaughtering his way through in front of Heaven's Augury City.

In the crater, Xia Liang shakily rose to his feet, a mouthful of blood surging up to his throat that he couldn't suppress, spraying out a mist of blood.

With his vision blurred, he looked at the figure standing in front of him—both familiar and strange, knowing that in this nearly year-long entanglement and confrontation with Lu Yiye, he was utterly defeated.

And the price of defeat was immensely heavy.

Heaven's Augury City was just thirty feet behind him, but he no longer had the chance to break through.

He coughed out the blood water from his mouth, held his saber with one hand, and his weakening aura suddenly flared up, with reluctance and memories in his eyes, but no trace of regret.

A glimmer of memories flashed, as if something had come to mind, followed immediately by Xia Liang's thunderous roar.

"Kill!"

He was fearless and resolute, attacking aggressively even with a crippled body.

Because his life or death wasn't just about himself, it was also about the honor of Mad Saber Sect!

Lu Ye charged toward him as well.

The two figures crossed paths.

Lu Ye stopped, shook the blood from his Boulder Mountain Saber, sheathed it, and said with a faint voice that reached Xia Liang's ears, "Our grudge ends here!"

Xia Liang stood motionless, his head gradually drooping, his vitality swiftly fading away.

His saber planted in the ground, propping up his body to prevent it from falling.

Silence fell upon the entire scene.

Every cultivator who witnessed this, whether from the Haotian Alliance or Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, was left in disbelief, unable to comprehend what had happened.

They didn't see what happened earlier.

But they clearly saw the final moment, Xia Liang of the Mad Saber Sect dying by Lu Ye's hand.

The once eager Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators extinguished the thought of confronting Lu Ye, who seemed to be covered in wounds and blood, yet the ferocious aura emanating from him was like the blazing sun in the sky, blinding and unnerving.

Everyone felt that if they made a move at this time, they would probably be the ones to die.

In full view of everyone, Lu Ye walked towards Heaven's Augury City. Not until his figure disappeared did anyone dare to obstruct or cause trouble.

He didn't bother to collect any spoils of war, as Xia Liang had no storage sack, and Lu Ye guessed he had a Void Rune Tattoo, just like himself.

For a cultivator of Xia Liang's background, surely there were spirit runes masters in his sect, and it wasn't difficult to inscribe a Void Rune Tattoo.

Long after Lu Ye's departure, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators finally approached and took care of Xia Liang's body.

Half a Shichen later, a shocking piece of news spread swiftly.

More than two hundred Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators, led by Xia Liang of the Mad Saber Sect, Tan Sheng of the New Moon Sect, and Chu Yun Zhou Pei of the Sacred Fire Order, pursued Lu Yiye. In response, Lu Yiye, with a formidable force of his own, killed them, causing rivers of blood to flow.

Chu Yun Zhou Pei was slain on the spot, and the rest of the group suffered heavy casualties, leaving less than sixty percent alive. Soon after, Tan Sheng was killed, and Lu Yiye chased Xia Liang all the way to the front of Heaven's Augury City.

In plain sight of the city, he defeated the core disciple of the Mad Saber Sect, Xia Liang.

According to the memories of the survivors from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, the strength displayed by Lu Ye in this battle had surpassed the expected level of the Cloud River Realm. Coupled with his strong physique and vitality, all the injuries he received were merely superficial and did not affect him at all, which allowed him to achieve such an unbelievable victory.