Lu Ye guessed it was related to his recent rise in strength. The stronger he became, the greater the power of the Spiritual Patterns he activated. Ultimately, Spiritual Patterns existed upon the foundation of his Spiritual Power.
Furthermore, the long saber in his hand had barely entered the ranks of Spiritual Artifacts. It was no longer that ordinary iron sword from before. The same Spiritual Pattern bestowed upon a Spiritual Artifact and an ordinary iron sword would naturally produce different results.
A Fire Serpent Talisman and a slash enhanced with Sharpness allowed Lu Ye, with the cultivation of Spirit Stream Second Layer, to slay a Tier Three Body Cultivator.
His figure barely paused. He swept past the Body Cultivator and charged straight at the brightly dressed young master.
The young master had plainly been scared witless. The string of changes had happened too quickly. He had still been thinking of examining the Spirit Body trapped within the Mystic Spirit Bell when, after senior brother Zhang threw a punch, a snow-white Big Tiger sprang out, followed closely by a fierce cultivator charging in to kill.
Before he could make sense of what was happening, the Body Cultivator standing in front of him clutched his throat and fell...
At the critical moment between life and death, the young master instinctively shoved the woman in his arms. Catching her completely off guard, he pushed her toward Lu Ye's blade.
The woman's face was filled with panic and helplessness. She watched helplessly as a dazzling saber light flashed before her eyes. She only had time to activate her Spiritual Power to protect herself before her vision began to spin, and she swiftly lost consciousness.
Using the brief moment the woman had bought him, the young master frantically pulled a Spirit Talisman from his Storage