One of them was some distance away from the Greenfield Race Uniting Dao cultivator. The moment he moved, he saw Lu Ye charging straight at him and his face changed dramatically in terror.
The Greenfield Race Uniting Dao cultivator roared, "You're courting death!" and intercepted him from the side.
It had been one thing when he had been caught completely off guard and his Merging Dao subordinates had suffered devastating casualties. But now that he had witnessed Lu Ye's methods, how could he allow him to continue slaughtering them right before his eyes?
Wielding a short spear Dao Soldier, he reached Lu Ye's side in the blink of an eye. Violent Dao Power gathered upon the weapon as he thrust forward.
This thrust carried the force of six hundred Dao marks. Though it was not his full strength, it was not far from it. He believed that no Merging Dao cultivator in this world could withstand it. As long as he killed this Weapon Cultivator, his Merging Dao subordinates would naturally be saved.
The sensation traveled back to him, as though he had stabbed into an incomparably tough sheet of cowhide.
The Greenfield Race Uniting Dao cultivator's eyes widened, horror filling them. In that instant, he clearly sensed the density of Lu Ye's Body Protection Dao Power. That was a level Merging Dao cultivators could never possibly possess.
A scream rang out, blood spraying everywhere. The Merging Dao cultivator Lu Ye had targeted ultimately failed to escape his doom. Lu Ye smashed a fist into his head; as his Body Protection Dao Power shattered, his entire head burst like a watermelon. The headless corpse twitched a few times before falling backward.
Lu Ye swung back with another punch, blasting it toward the Greenfield Race Uniting Dao cultivator right beside him.