Lu Ye was secretly alarmed, yet he also felt a faint anticipation.
He had already seen that the Son of the Star Abyss staring him down was a Blood Race member!
He did not know whether his Sacred Nature could suppress the other party. If it could, he could catch him off guard and weaken his strength.
Yuan Xi was right beside him. If Lu Ye could lend Yuan Xi a hand at a crucial moment, they might have a chance to kill him.
However, Lu Ye had never fought a Uniting Dao Blood Race cultivator alone, so he had no way of judging just what level his Sacred Nature had reached.
Especially since this was no ordinary Uniting Dao cultivator. This Son of the Star Abyss likely possessed extremely dense bloodline Sacred Nature as well. If Lu Ye rashly activated it and failed to suppress him, he would instead expose one of his trump cards.
As his thoughts turned, Lu Ye raised a hand and gripped Yuan Xi's shoulder. Dao patterns formed, allowing her to draw upon his strength at any moment.
Only then did Yuan Xi notice something. She abruptly turned toward the direction from which the Blood Race cultivator was rushing over. A chill flashed through her eyes as the Black Lotus Dao Soldier beneath her feet instantly broke apart, transforming into countless swirling black petals that swept forward to harass him.
With a flash of blood light, Yuan Xi's attack struck empty air.
This Son of the Star Abyss was actually even faster than before.
The next instant, Lu Ye's scalp tingled. He felt as though he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, his body and mind sinking endlessly without end.
This was undoubtedly an illusion, the distortion of perception that came just before death descended.