Picking Up a Bargain

Across a battlefield dozens of miles around, cultivators of the two races fought with their lives on the line, blood scattering, vitality fading.

In the Dragon Ascent World, no cultivator had ever experienced a scene of such tremendous scale.

Struggles between cultivators usually did not involve too many people. The largest scenes that had ever appeared in the Dragon Ascent Cultivation World had been nothing more than confrontations and clashes between several sects, and even those struggles had never reached the point of fighting until one side was dead.

But how could the number of cultivators swept into this battle on both sides be compared to a mere few sects? The number of cultivators gathered from the Dragon Ascent World alone exceeded a hundred thousand.

Though the number of Blood Race was not as great as Dragon Ascent's side, it was not much smaller either. There were seventy to eighty thousand of them.

This was no longer a struggle.

This was true war!

On the battlefield, vitality faded almost every moment. The situation was deadlocked for a time, and it was impossible to tell which side held the upper hand.

Lu Ye was mixed in among the ranks of the Dragon Ascent cultivators, coordinating with the cultivators beside him to kill the enemy.

The Dragon Ascent cultivators had never experienced such a grand scene, but had Lu Ye ever experienced it either?

The largest scene he had encountered had been last time in that Mine Cave, when he had faced two thousand Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators alone. Yet that scene could not be compared to this moment at all.

One side was an invading enemy, the other a people defending themselves. The collision between the cultivators of both sides was like the clash of two heaven-toppling tidal waves. Within it,