Lu Ye realized that he seemed to have gotten something wrong. He had assumed that in the early stages of the Divine Sea Conflict, everyone would be running about like him, searching for targets.
But thinking about it now, some people might indeed do that, but certainly not many. More would likely lie low and wait for opportunities rather than openly expose themselves.
At this level of confrontation, whoever revealed themselves first would be at a certain disadvantage, because it would be easy for others to target them.
Thus, those who dared act this way had to be the top prodigies from Top-tier Realms—the hundred or so people who had been the first to rush into the Primordial Realm Portal!
Those Divine Sea Realm cultivators from Ordinary Large Realms definitely would not dare act too conspicuously.
That was probably why, after several days in the Primordial Realm, he had encountered only three battles.
Apart from the Blood Race member he had encountered right after entering, the fat Spell Cultivator he met second, and the person his Clone had encountered, he had found nothing else.
The opponent encountered by the Clone was a Body Cultivator. Lu Ye had no idea what race he belonged to; his body was covered in luxuriant hair, as though an ape-like being had gained sentience. In terms of strength and foundation alone, he was almost evenly matched with that fat Spell Cultivator. Even though the Clone controlled the Sword Gourd and wielded peerless Sword Qi, that battle had still been exceptionally fierce.
Although the Clone could employ all the methods available to the main body, Lu Ye himself was a Weapon Cultivator who used a saber. His attainments in the sword had all come from when he had imprinted the Dragon Ascent World Origin.
When his