Lu Ye generally would not activate the Great Sun Spiritual Pattern. When he first obtained this pattern, he had felt it was a very strange thing. To say it was useless, it did have some use. To say it was useful, it truly had no great use.
This Spiritual Pattern was only suitable for activation in certain special environments.
Like at this moment.
Affected by the Heavy Pressure Spiritual Pattern, the elder's longsword pressed against Lu Ye's Crag Mountain Saber, their faces close enough to stare at each other.
What did it feel like when a sun exploded right before your eyes?
Lu Ye did not know, because the instant he activated the Spiritual Pattern, he had already shut his eyes.
He was afraid of going blind.
The Crimson Blood Valley Elder was not so fortunate. Though he had hurriedly closed his eyes upon sensing something was wrong, he was ultimately a moment too late. Yellow, blue, purple, red—every dazzling color shifted endlessly before his eyes, which stung so fiercely that tears streamed down his face.
It felt as though someone had shoved something against his eyeballs and given them a vicious blow.
The battles of Spirit Pattern Masters were precisely this strange and ever-changing. No one knew what bizarre Spiritual Pattern a Spirit Pattern Master would employ the next moment. Recently, because Lu Ye had displayed his skill at breaking arrays, everyone had subconsciously overlooked the fact that he had inherited the legacy of a Spirit Pattern Master.
Then again, even remembering would have been useless. When fighting a Spirit Pattern Master, one could only answer each move as it came. Speed of reaction was what mattered most.
Lu Ye had already taken advantage of the chance to strike. Every slash targeted a vital point. Yet a True Lake