An incense stick's worth of time passed quickly. Lu Ye rose to his feet and walked toward the battlefield that belonged to him.
A tall man from Myriad Demon Ridge immediately came forward. He was bare-chested, with thick hair covering his chest. More striking still was the pair of ox horns atop his head.
He was a Demon Cultivator!
Burly build and vigorous Blood Qi were traits shared by many Demon Cultivators, making them well suited to the path of a Body Cultivator. The major sects also liked taking in such Demon Cultivators. With a little polishing and training, they would become fine disciples.
This Demon Cultivator also held a round shield the size of a washbasin in one hand. Judging from its Spiritual Light, it was clearly a fine Spiritual Artifact.
Myriad Demon Ridge's response was obvious. Since Lu Ye, a Tier Five, possessed strength and speed beyond that of a Tier Six Cultivator, they would not send Weapon Cultivators against him. Among Weapon Cultivators, if one could not match the other in strength and speed, having a cultivation level one tier higher was meaningless. The several Weapon Cultivators who had gone up before were the best proof.
Weapon Cultivators would not do. Ghost Cultivators were few in number and unsuited for frontal combat. That left only Body Cultivators and Spell Cultivators.
Lu Ye's offense was indeed fierce. Since that was the case, they would counter it with powerful defense. Having witnessed Lu Ye's earlier battles, Myriad Demon Ridge did not expect to take him down within a few fights. But he would eventually be unable to hold on. When that time came, Myriad Demon Ridge would reap the fruits of victory.
"Crimson Blood Sect, Lu Ye!" Lu Ye introduced himself with the same courtesy as always.
The Demon