This was indeed an option.
Although Lu Ye could suppress his own cultivation, everyone feared death. If he truly encountered a life-or-death crisis in battle, he might not be able to stop himself from unleashing his real strength. If that happened, he might waste a Sub-Treasure that Fang could otherwise devour.
Being sealed was different. Just like his deathmatch with Perrin, he would truly be walking the razor's edge between life and death.
It was worth trying. After returning this time, the Battle Arena should be able to arrange the second deathmatch before long. Since Ba Qiu's Dao Soldier had made this suggestion, he could make a trip to One Man City. It was no trouble anyway.
The commotion caused by the emergence of a Sub-Treasure was obvious. Cultivators throughout the wonder were rushing in that direction. Since Lu Ye was too far away, the journey took him quite some time.
Just as he was about to reach the location where the Sub-Treasure had emerged, a massive figure suddenly blocked his path ahead.
The one blocking the way was a member of the Giant Race. Lu Ye had dealt with quite a few of this race in the Variegated, and every one of them was enormously tall.
The fellow carried a long staff-like Dao Soldier in his hand. Standing in the Void ahead, he cut quite the imposing figure of a lone man guarding the pass against ten thousand. He said to Lu Ye, "The road ahead is closed. Fellow cultivator, go back where you came from!"
Lu Ye was baffled by him. If this Giant Race cultivator had simply come up and fought him, that would have been nothing strange. Even if they had no past grievances, once they entered this place, they were enemies by nature, standing on