"Everyone, stop!" A stern shout suddenly rang out.
The aftermath of battle swiftly subsided.
Pairs of eyes, filled with fear and wariness, stared in Lu Ye's direction. The cultivators of varying heights all wore grave expressions.
They had been resisting the Star Abyss's invasion of their own starry sky for ten thousand years. From their initial helpless floundering to their present calm composure, they had long become thoroughly familiar with how to handle the opening of a Star Abyss Gate.
They had all assumed this Star Abyss Gate would be no different from those before it. Only now did they realize that this time was completely different.
Only one cultivator had emerged from the Star Abyss, yet he had sent their entire group sprawling in utter disarray.
Had he not deliberately shown mercy, corpses would surely have carpeted the ground by now.
Lu Ye turned his gaze toward the Supreme Treasure's owner and gave a slight nod. "Lu Ye of the Human Race. Greetings, Fellow Daoist."
This man had been the one issuing orders just now. Lu Ye had wounded but not killed; his stance could not have been more obvious. If the man still failed to see that Lu Ye bore no hostility, then he was truly blind.
"I have seen your Human Race..." The Supreme Treasure's owner nodded slightly. "I have also seen cultivators of many other races, but none of them were as strong as you."
If enemies like this had invaded their starry sky before, their starry sky would have fallen long ago.
Lu Ye secretly thought that the ones they had encountered before were all cultivators invading from the Outer Realm. At most, they had been at the Merging Dao Peak. Naturally, there had been no true powerhouses.
But now that a Star Abyss Gate