The Weapon Cultivator's eyelid twitched violently. Cursing inwardly, he remembered that this guy could use spells too. Yet he still did not dodge, instead driving his protective Spiritual Power to its limit and bringing his hammer down against the incoming spell.
Boom...
His body flew out, his chest a mangled, bloody mess with the stench of charred flesh rising from it. Lu Ye had already ridden Amber in a leap over him. Not only that, he bent low and slashed with his long blade. The instant the Sharpness Spirit Pattern empowered it, Spiritual Light flashed along the blade.
The sound of a sharp weapon slicing into flesh rang out. Blood sprayed, but before Lu Ye could inspect the result of his strike, Amber had already carried him away.
"Chase him!" someone roared from behind. Arrows tore through the air one after another, vanishing into the night.
Feeling the urgency in their response, Lu Ye immediately understood that he had chosen correctly.
If he had truly charged through that weakly defended spot just now, he might have escaped the immediate danger, but they would still have continued hunting and encircling him. Thinking it over, that weakly defended spot seemed more like a flaw deliberately left by the enemy.
He recalled the Small Bell Spiritual Artifact. The moment the trapped Tier Five Spell Cultivator regained his freedom, he hurled a spell toward the direction in which Lu Ye had fled. But Lu Ye had long since disappeared without a trace.
The cultivators riding Monster Beasts continued their close pursuit. After running for some distance, they seemed to receive some order and stopped in unison, glaring resentfully in the direction Lu Ye had gone, their eyes full of unwillingness.
From the Shadow Moon Plate, Lu Ye's white dot now had more than twenty