Zhou Dingtian was secretly lamenting his plight. He had intended to lure the World Devouring Beast farther away, then circle back to join the two Star Constellation cultivators of his realm and kill the enemy. Yet he simply could not shake it off. Worse still, for some unknown reason, the beast had suddenly flown into a rage and kept charging toward the Clear Wind Realm. He was already growing too weak to stop it.
Fighting as he retreated, he was about to be forced close to the Clear Wind Realm.
Suddenly, a surge of Spiritual Power came racing toward them from the direction of the Clear Wind Realm. What astonished Zhou Dingtian was that the newcomer's aura was utterly unfamiliar.
Taking a brief glance amid the battle, he saw only an unfamiliar young man streaking over as a beam of light, blade in hand.
Zhou Dingtian was momentarily bewildered. Who was this man? Why was he in the Clear Wind Realm? Then he was overjoyed, because regardless of the man's origins, he was still a Human Race cultivator—someone he could communicate with. Zhou Dingtian immediately shouted, "Brother Daoist, please lend me a hand!"
"Alright!" Lu Ye answered. In a flash, he had already pounced before the World Devouring Beast. Easily evading its lunge, the long blade in his hand spun like a moon-wheel.
In that instant, Zhou Dingtian felt his scalp prickle. To his horror, he realized that if this strike had been aimed at him, he would have had no way to block it.
Then he came to an abrupt stop, his eyelids twitching as he stared at the World Devouring Beast, which had been raging without restraint just moments ago. He clearly saw terror in its eyes. For some reason, its enormous body froze stiff, and then a