Now that he had a saber in hand, Lu Ye felt as though his entire being had become complete. No longer was he like before, with strength but nowhere to use it.
Within the home ground of his own Divine Sea, with the advantage of time and terrain, his Soul Body almost instantly pounced before Liu Yuemei.
The shock on Liu Yuemei's face had yet to fade when a streak of saber light slashed down at her. In her haste, she could only muster her power to protect herself.
She had cultivated Soul Secret Techniques. Since she possessed offensive methods, she naturally also had defensive ones. Manifested outwardly, it was a barrier standing before her.
The long saber fell, and the barrier burst apart like a bubble.
Liu Yuemei's expression changed drastically. At last, she was certain that the long saber in Lu Ye's hand was a Soul Artifact—and an exceptionally fine one at that. Otherwise, it could not possibly have inflicted such obvious damage upon soul defenses.
Clenching her teeth, Liu Yuemei was filled with unwillingness. There had been no flaw in her strategy. Since she could not gain an advantage through physical foundations—and had even fallen into a disadvantage—she could naturally only contend with him on the level of the soul. The facts had proven that her soul was indeed far stronger than Lu Ye's.
Yet she had never imagined that Lu Yiye, a Divine Sea Tier Two cultivator, would possess such an extraordinary Soul Artifact.
That was a Soul Artifact!
Something even she, a Divine Sea Tier Seven cultivator from a prestigious background, did not possess.
What right did Lu Yiye have to possess one?
But considering the Crimson Blood Sect's former foundation and its present circumstances, it did not seem all that strange for Tang Yifeng