i but below the fourth level.The opponent's cultivation level was higher than his, and from the moment he was inexplicably struck by the opponent's sword just now, his combat experience was also super...On Tianjian Peak, Lu Ye closed the scroll in his hand and looked up at Yun Qingyue. His expression was calm, but the words that came out of his mouth were resolute: "You leave. I won't kill you. And tell your Sea God Realm people this: as long as Lu is still alive, I will come to the Lingxi Battlefield every six months. From the core circle, I will choose thirty sects and attack their strongholds."

He said so and slowly rose to his feet, summoning his flying magic tool. The way he did it seemed like he was about to take off immediately.

Yún Qīng was startled and cried out, "Daoist Lù, please wait!"

"Anything else" Lu Ye tilted his head and looked at her.

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These are all things that you and I know, no need to state them explicitly.

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Time flies.

Three days later, Lu Ye, who was sitting on a stone and reading, suddenly spoke softly: "The things left behind belong to whichever sect takes them. The wooden tokens are a return gift from me, Lu Ye. Within ten days, the sects whose tokens remain here will be visited by me one by one."

He was alone, but within his senses, several unfamiliar presences surrounded him.

These people were naturally here to deliver supplies, but intimidated by his reputation, they didn't dare to show themselves for a while.

Upon hearing Lu Ye's words, he looked towards the several dozen meters in front of him. There were hundreds of wooden plaques arranged there, each inscribed with the name of a sect, corresponding to different sects in the Wanmo Ridge.lm wouldn't be so pathetic."Wait a moment, friend!" The cultivator surnamed Sun fell to the ground, scrambled to his feet in a disheveled manner, and looked at Lu Ye with fear. He backed away from Lu...