Yang Qing was behind him, Saint Qi behind Yang Qing, and only then came the figures of the other True Saints.
In this brief moment, the difference in speed among the True Saints had already become obvious. Lu Ye's heart stirred, and a plan instantly formed in his mind.
Borrowing the recoil from Saint Qi's attack, Lu Ye's body shot backward as he continued to flee.
Several breaths later, he reached out and beckoned, and a figure abruptly appeared—it was the Talent Tree Clone.
Given the current situation, he could temporarily disregard the other True Saints, but Saint Qi could not be ignored. Since that was the case, he could only find a way to lure her away.
The Talent Tree Clone was all Lu Ye could rely on now.
There was not even time to dress the clone. He merely wrapped its body in blood essence as concealment. The instant it appeared, the clone immediately parted ways with Lu Ye and darted in another direction.
Lu Ye had originally wanted to see whether the Talent Tree Clone could lure away either Yang Qing or Saint Qi. No matter which one took the bait, it would leave them isolated.
But the moment the Talent Tree Clone made a move, Lu Ye inwardly cried that things were bad.
All along, the Talent Tree Clone had been able to inherit most of his main body's strength, so there had never been much difference in power between the main body and the clone.
The only distinction had been the enhancement from the Crag Mountain Saber.
But that had been under the premise that the Crag Mountain Saber's enhancement was not especially great.
Now, however, the Crag Mountain Saber granted him nearly ten thousand Dao Strength. Such a gap could not be ignored.
Moreover,