Lu Ye's heart settled completely once he confirmed this.
He turned to look at the several bound cultivators, silently raised a hand, and revealed the glow of the Battlefield Mark on the back of it.
All four men's expressions changed. One of them forced a smile. "Fellow cultivator, we're also from the Vast Sky Alliance. Please lend us a hand."
A streak of light from a manipulated weapon answered him. It pierced through the man's head, flew straight out, then swept toward the others and killed them one by one.
Before dying, one of them still shouted furiously, "You'll die a horrible death!"
Lu Ye did not know whether he would die a horrible death in the future, but anyone who had shouted that at him was already dead beyond death.
If these people had truly belonged to the Vast Sky Alliance, they would have revealed their Battlefield Marks at once. Since they had not, it could be confirmed that they were Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators. There was naturally no need to be polite with them.
The four Immortal Yuan Guards still stood dully to one side, as though they had seen nothing.
Lu Ye gave Amber an instruction. Amber darted out, came beside one Immortal Yuan Guard, opened its great mouth, and sucked toward him. The guard instinctively struggled a little, but it had little effect. He was soon swallowed into Amber's belly.
Using the same method on the remaining three, it transformed them into accomplice spirits one by one.
After releasing the transformed accomplice spirits again, Lu Ye found that their strength had not changed much and was roughly the same as before. It seemed that Liu Sanbao and the previous squad leader had suffered such a major drop in strength either because he had slashed them himself,