Among the four cultivators, there were three n and one woman. The woman was a Spirit Stream Level 2 cultivator, dressed scantily with a seductive figure, leaning against another cultivator of Spirit Stream Level 3, who was holding her in his arms. Their appearance was very intimate.
The Level 3 cultivator was a handso man with good features, dressed elegantly, with a sword at his waist and a storage sack that looked quite full, indicating his significant status.
The other Level 3 cultivator was a robust man, whose tight clothes outlined his clearly defined muscles. He stood in front of the couple as if guarding them.
The Level 4 cultivator was a man as thin as a reed, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.
The arrival of Lu Ye and big tiger did not alarm them; the pair hid about thirty feet away, peeking through the gaps between the rocks.
Lu Ye did not know how Yiyi had been trapped by them, but the thods of cultivators were mysterious and unfathomable, and there were always many things that Lu Ye did not understand.
The priority was to rescue Yiyi, and it was undeniable that the Level 4 cultivator put a lot of pressure on him, let alone that there were four of them in total.
"Young Master, what is that?" a pleasant and appealing voice asked. It was the woman speaking. Although the Mystic Spirit Bell had been triggered, almost none of them had seen exactly how it had been triggered. Only the owner of the Mystic Spirit Bell might understand the situation.
The handso man holding her pinched a magic spell with one hand and sensed briefly, then raised an eyebrow and said, "Interesting, is it a Spiritual Body?" The Mystic Spirit Bell was his Spiritual Artifact, a very powerful and concealed protective Spiritual Artifact.
"A Spiritual Body?" The woman shrank back slightly, intentionally snuggling further into the man's embrace, "Young Master, I'm scared."
The Young Master laughed heartily, patting her tender waist, "Don't be scared, don't be scared." He signalled to the Level 4 cultivator and instructed, "Brother Zharng, go and try."
Brother Zharng nodded and replied, "Yes."
He walked towards the bell that was overturned on the ground, and once he was close, he suddenly punched it.
A loud clang sounded, followed imdiately by a piercing scream from Yiyi inside the bell, clearly indicating she was hurt.
"Roar!" A tiger's roar echoed through the forest. A white figure burst out from hiding, charging straight at Brother Zharng.
It was big tiger, provoked by the sight of Yiyi getting hurt. Although Lu Ye had told it not to act rashly, and it had listened, seeing Yiyi in pain ultimately overpowered its reasoning... which was very limited to begin with.
This not only startled the four cultivators but also caught Lu Ye completely off guard.
He was still thinking about how to rescue Yiyi...
As big tiger charged, a bloody scent filled the air. The woman scread in fright, genuinely scared this ti. The robust man imdiately changed position, standing in front of the Young Master and the woman, while Brother Zharng, the highest in cultivation, had a stern look, pinching a spell with one hand, with lightning beginning to flicker at his fingertips.
But his expression changed the next mont, all because behind the agile figure of big tiger, another figure shot out.
It was Lu Ye. With big tiger striking rashly, he had no ti to think of a strategy and almost followed big tiger, using big tiger's bulk as cover, and managed to gain a brief mont.
He charged straight at the Young Master!
Among the four, the Young Master was clearly the most revered. Capturing the Young Master would solve all problems, which was the only option at the mont.
"Stop him!" Brother Zharng bellowed, raising his hand and striking at the big tiger with a palm, from which visible lightning struck the big tiger, causing it to roar in pain. A deafening roar from the tiger sent a visible shockwave surging forward.
This roar slightly distracted Brother Zharng, who thought to himself, "What a ferocious beast! If this creature were to grow, its strength would undoubtedly exceed that of its peers."
He reached into his storage sack and two curved blades appeared in his hands. Holding the blades upside down, he charged towards the big tiger.
anwhile, Lu Ye pressed one hand on his saber, infusing his legs with spirit force and dashed like the wind towards the sturdy man.
The opponent let out a low shout, his body surging with spirit force, causing his tight clothes to burst open. His already robust body seed to expand, and reaching into his storage sack, he pulled out a two-foot-long hamr, positioning it horizontally in front of him.
Just standing there, he exuded an unbreakable fortress-like presence. Bypassing him to capture the Young Master behind him would not be an easy task, especially since the Young Master was a Level 3 Spirit Stream cultivator, accompanied by a Level 2 Spirit Stream female cultivator.
The distance between them quickly closed. Lu Ye placed his other hand on the hilt of his saber, miming a drawing motion. However, instead of a blade's light, a burning fire serpent appeared out of nowhere and slithered towards the sturdy man.
"Fire Serpent Talisman!" The sturdy man shouted, cursing silently at how cunning his enemy was. He had posed as if to draw his saber, yet he sneakily launched a Spirit Talisman, leaving him scrambling to respond.
The most prudent solution at that mont would have been to dodge the attack of the talisman. While the Fire Serpent Talisman's power was considerable, covering a vast area, he could have avoided it if he wanted, but doing so would certainly put him in a defensive position.
However, how could he dare to dodge when the Young Master was right behind him?
With clenched teeth, he quickly slapped a Golden Body Talisman on himself and activated protective spirit force around his body.
A burst of fire exploded, and the incoming fire serpent engulfed the sturdy man's figure. The next mont, he erged unscathed from the fire, charging towards Lu Ye with his large hamr, roaring, "A re Spirit Talisman, you think it could hurt ?"
His arrogant words had just fallen when a flash of blade light passed, and he staggered back uncontrollably, pressing his hand against his throat and dropping his weapon to the ground.
"Heh heh…" He gasped heavily, yet blood was spraying out from between his hands, impossible to stop.
He couldn't understand why his spirit force, tempered through countless battles, couldn't block even one strike from his opponent!
The Golden Body Talisman he had slapped on himself was broken by the Fire Serpent Talisman, but he still had his protective spirit force, and he was a physique cultivator, which was why he always stood in front of the Young Master.
In the cultivation world, physique cultivators were known for their durability. Strong physique cultivators could even resist the magic spells of magic cultivators with their bodies alone. Although he was a minor physique cultivator, unable to fully display the advantages of physique cultivation, he should not have had his defenses so easily breached.
However, in reality, Lu Ye had slashed open his throat with a single strike. If his body had not been so strong, that strike could have decapitated him!
The Spiritual Artifact long saber, enhanced by Sharpness spirit runes, possessed destructive power beyond the physique cultivator's imagination.
Lu Ye was surprised too. He had not intended to kill the opponent with a single strike. Instinctively swinging that strike, he only intended to force the opponent back, yet the result of this strike was unexpectedly powerful.
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