Ten miles apart, Lu Ye's gaze was calm. Yu Daiwei, however, was jumpy and suspicious, constantly looking around, yet she found nothing remotely suspicious.
Instead, there were traces of battle where Lu Ye stood. A huge crater lay not far away, clearly formed by someone falling from the sky and smashing into the ground, and quite a bit of blood was scattered across the earth.
"What are you looking for?" Lu Ye held his saber in hand, secretly gathering strength.
"How did he die?" Yu Daiwei could not make sense of it. From her investigation, there did not seem to be any powerful expert lying in ambush nearby. There were only two possibilities: either there truly was no ambush, or the one lying in wait was a Ghost Cultivator who had concealed himself, making her unable to detect him.
A Ghost Cultivator capable of escaping her detection was not someone she could afford to underestimate. She became even more vigilant.
"I killed him!"
Though he had not personally struck Zhang Song down, Zhang Song could still be considered driven to death by him.
Yu Daiwei curled her lip. "You?"
It was not that she looked down on Lu Ye. It was simply the weight of ingrained thinking. Two years ago, he had been at True Lake Tier Five. No matter how quickly Lu Ye cultivated, how strong could he possibly have become by now?
How could Zhang Song, a Divine Sea Tier Three cultivator, have died at Lu Ye's hands?
"Me!" As Lu Ye spoke, he pushed off the ground. Spiritual Power surged around him, leaving two deep footprints in the earth. He shot toward Yu Daiwei like lightning.
The moment he moved, the intensity of his Spiritual Power was immediately revealed.
"Divine Sea Realm!" Yu Daiwei was utterly shocked.