Before they even made contact, Lu Ye had sensed that this charcoal-like Uniting Dao cultivator was far weaker than himself. After exchanging blows, he confirmed it.
The other party probably possessed the strength of eight hundred Dao.
Previously, Lu Ye would likely have needed two strikes to kill him, and that was only with the Illusion Blade activated.
But now, bolstered by the external force of the Chess Game, one strike was enough to cut him down. The gap in their strength was simply too great, and the Crag Mountain Saber was incomparably sharp. How could the other party possibly block it?
Sweeping past the Uniting Dao corpse, Lu Ye charged at another enemy Uniting Dao cultivator. This one was of the Corpse Race, and a Zombie at that—blue-faced and fanged, with a terrifying visage.
He had originally joined forces with his ally to fight that Body Cultivator, holding an overwhelming advantage. It would not have taken long to finish their opponent. Yet in the blink of an eye, the situation had turned completely around. Before this newly arrived enemy, his companion had proved utterly unable to withstand a single blow. Now it was his turn to fight one against two.
Struck by terror, his mind fell into chaos, and then his entire body suddenly tightened.
The Body Cultivator had spotted the opportunity and, utterly disregarding everything else, spread his arms and locked him in a bear hug. The Zombie Uniting Dao cultivator struggled with all his might, yet could not break free. He immediately formed claws with both hands and drove them toward the Body Cultivator's head.
Golden light burst from the Body Cultivator's body. In that instant, who knew what Secret Technique he had used, but a solid protective layer formed over his body.
Those sharp ten fingers