Within the spectacle, Lu Ye shifted again and again, saber light bursting forth as Dao power swept out. With Consecutive Slash, he cut down dozens of Uniting Dao cultivators and finally broke through the crowd.
At this moment, he was in a wretched state. First, he had been grievously wounded by San's single sword strike, then he had suffered a brutal beating from the crowd. His clothes were tattered, his body smeared with great patches of blood. It could be said that never before had he been in such a miserable state.
He unleashed the Blood Escape Art, his figure moving like thunder and lightning as he fled madly outward.
The many pursuers followed like shadows, chasing relentlessly. Clearly, none of them wished to miss this once-in-ten-thousand-years opportunity.
Only when Lu Ye shot out of the spectacle did he suddenly sense that something was wrong.
A weightless sensation arose in his heart, as though he had stepped into empty air. Before he had much chance to react, his body sank uncontrollably into the unseen.
Lu Ye immediately realized that things were bad. He was about to sink into the Inner Realm.
By all reason, this should not have happened. The Star Abyss environment had changed, and the boundary between the Outer Realm and Inner Realm no longer seemed so sharply distinct. That was why he had previously seen so many Uniting Dao cultivators active in the Outer Realm, and why so many Uniting Dao cultivators had answered the summons this time.
Under such circumstances, the Outer Realm should not have rejected him so quickly.
Yet that was exactly what had happened. He immediately understood that the Star Abyss Will was at work. With the strength he had displayed, no one in the Outer Realm could match him. But once he