This Is Also a Corpse Race?

With countless thoughts swirling through his mind, Lu Ye's hands never stopped moving.

Ying Wuji had already entered the city, with Yiyi following him in secret. There had been no movement for the time being.

However, Lu Ye estimated that there were probably no useful clues within that city.

If the native cultivators of this world had truly needed to hide because of some crisis, they could not possibly have chosen such an obvious place. They would most likely have hidden deep in remote mountains and ancient forests, or somewhere else.

Time passed. At a certain moment, Lu Ye suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction.

Spiritual Power fluctuations were coming from there, as though someone was fighting.

Yesterday, that was how he had discovered Ying Wuji. Upon sensing the disturbance, his heart stirred.

Perhaps someone from the Nine Provinces was nearby?

He hurriedly put away the unfinished Sound Transmission Stone in his hand and shot toward that direction.

As he drew closer, Lu Ye gradually realized that his guess had been wrong. One side of the battle was not from the Nine Provinces, because the Spiritual Power fluctuations were not particularly strong.

Upon reaching the vicinity of the battlefield, Lu Ye leaped onto the trunk of a large tree and looked down from above. Only then did he clearly see the two sides fighting.

One side consisted of one man and two women. The man was undoubtedly the strongest, and the Spiritual Power fluctuations around him were roughly at Cloud River Tier Five.

Of the two women, one was a married woman around thirty years old, while the other was a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl. Both had only barely entered the Cloud River Realm.

Among the three, the man was severely injured. A massive wound stretched across