The Soul Erosion Wind that had been lingering at his side suddenly vanished. Behind Lu Ye, the stone statue collapsed into fragments.
That thing had actually been a Fusion Dao cultivator. Lu Ye had not noticed it before, and its strength was not low either—at least seventh or eighth level.
But such strength was no longer worth mentioning before him.
Besides, it had assumed Lu Ye was merely an Entering Dao cultivator it could knead at will. In its carelessness, it had kicked an iron plate.
This experience secretly put Lu Ye on guard. His strength was indeed formidable now, but there were far too many strange things in the Star Abyss. Take that stone statue, for instance. Dealing with it had not been difficult for him, yet that Soul Erosion Wind had been exceedingly bizarre, impossible to guard against.
Fortunately, it had not been too lethal. Otherwise, it really would have been troublesome.
It had mentioned killing dozens, perhaps hundreds, of Fusion Dao cultivators before. It had probably lured and killed them all using this method.
The reason it had not attacked Lu Ye, an Entering Dao cultivator, directly this time was likely because it had set its sights on the Phoenix Egg. It might not have known what it was—or perhaps it did—but feared the aftermath of battle would damage the Phoenix Egg, which was why it had demanded Lu Ye hand it over himself.
As he sheathed his saber, Lu Ye raised his head to look above, his brows tightly furrowed.
After waiting a moment, his frown deepened.
There was actually no Star Abyss Blessing!
That was clearly not right.
Before this, every Fusion Dao cultivator he killed had granted him a Star Abyss Blessing.
Now that he was presumably a Son of the Star Abyss, his