On Heavenly Sword Peak, Lu Ye was bare-chested and covered in wounds. Yiyi was at his side, wiping his injuries clean, applying herbs, and carefully bandaging them.
The great battle against the Female Demon had certainly been arduous, but it had also been fought to his heart's content.
With his present strength, if one looked across the entire Spirit Stream Battlefield, there was already no one who was his match.
Before he advanced to Heaven Nine, perhaps that Lan Ziyi could still have fought him, but after he advanced to Heaven Nine, even Lan Ziyi had to step aside.
Over these past two months, Lan Ziyi, who ranked second on the Spirit Stream Rankings, had never challenged him. That was the best proof.
The only ones capable of crossing hands with him were those Overlord-level existences.
There had been no winner or loser in this battle. It could be said that both were winners, and both were losers. He and that Female Demon had both suffered injuries of varying severity, and by the end of the fight, the man and the demon had both nearly run out of oil and let their lamps dry.
After this battle, the Female Demon swiftly left. Though her brain did not work very well, she also knew that in her current state, she was not suited to show herself before others. Now, no one knew where she had hidden away to recuperate.
Lu Ye did not leave. He had to wait here for the people of Myriad Demon Ridge to deliver the goods.
Under the curtain of night, the sound of someone stepping on dead leaves rang out.
Amber immediately entered a state of vigilance, and Yiyi also warily scanned the surroundings. Lu Ye sat cross-legged without moving and raised his hand to grip