Although the two Dragon Race Half-Saints were somewhat inferior to Ming Feng, merely keeping him tied down posed no problem.
With this opportunity, Lu Ye had already clashed with Mo Duo.
Mo Duo's heart chilled, for the strength Lu Ye displayed had completely exceeded his expectations. Among the many Half-Saints of the Origin Realm, Mo Duo was not among the very strongest, but he was still quite formidable. Yet now, he actually felt that he was no match for Lu Ye.
He finally understood why Zhi Fei had been suppressed so miserably by Lu Ye before. Zhi Fei had been weaker than him to begin with; even he was finding Lu Ye difficult to handle, so how could Zhi Fei possibly contend against him?
It was unbelievable. In such a short time, this Human Race cultivator had grown to such a degree.
Mo Duo had encountered Lu Ye in the Origin Realm before. At that time, Lu Ye had merely been in the Dao Integration Realm. Only a few years had passed—how could he have grown so much?
Mo Duo silently assessed that, in terms of strength alone, the current Lu Ye might be even stronger than the deceased Xue Yuan.
Had that been all, it would have been one thing. Even if Mo Duo could not defeat him, he had no shortage of means to preserve his life. But ever since Lu Ye had set his sights on him, Mo Duo's heart had begun to prickle, and he constantly felt as though his life hung by a thread.
It was an instinctive warning.
Judging by the current situation, Lu Ye most likely had some hidden method capable of killing him. Otherwise, there was no reason for this fellow to disregard Blood Calamity's life and death just to come after