The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn Chapter 211: Drawing a Prison with a Stroke

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Lu Ye looked at the distribution of those nine Unity Realm cultivators, feeling a slight headache.

He hadn’t released the Dao-Attainnt Aroma around him, so he could, in theory, sneak into the Jiang Clan, slaughter everyone, loot them clean, and slip away undetected.

But now, it was obvious he couldn’t do that.

Lu Ye was anxious to enter the Jiang Clan to collect treasures and kill Jiang Die. As for those nine Unity Realm cultivators, killing them or not didn’t really matter.

Although they had already chosen the path of death.

But priorities had to be set. Killing nine Unity Realm experts or killing Jiang Die and reuniting the Jiang Clan — Lu Ye could clearly distinguish which was more important.

Lu Ye revealed himself.

His aura spread out — just a Destiny Realm aura. Compared to Unity Realm cultivators, he was just a weakling.

Yet in that instant, all nine of them looked straight at him.

Because this wasn’t normal.

Nine Unity Realm experts were gathered here. Which Destiny Realm cultivator would dare so brazenly release their aura?

Was he not courting death?

When sothing defied common sense, there was always sothing sinister behind it.

Two Unity Realm cultivators’ faces changed, and they quickly retreated.

“The Jiang Clan is my spoils of war. You can all leave now,” Lu Ye said.

The mont he spoke, the other seven Unity Realm experts’ faces turned pale.

Without saying a word, they all retreated at once.

It was him!

The man who had wiped out the entire Jiang Clan’s experts.

One sentence had forced nine Unity Realm experts to retreat.

Such a scene, incomprehensible as it was, was now unfolding before their very eyes.

Lu Ye was quite satisfied. The intelligence of these people was becoming more and more aligned with reality.

The nine Unity Realm experts distanced themselves from Lu Ye, not daring to get even a step closer.

Lu Ye flew toward the Jiang Clan.

In just a few monts, he located a weakness in the Jiang Clan’s defensive formation. He had no choice — after all, in his previous life, he had even modified this formation. He was so familiar with it that it was beyond description.

He rged with the formation.

Lu Ye’s figure disappeared.

Seeing this, the nine Unity Realm cultivators’ eyelids twitched violently. A sense of intense relief welled up in their hearts.

Thank goodness. Thank goodness. Thank goodness we were smart enough to retreat.

This guy was too terrifying.

That was the Jiang Clan’s formation — and he just walked in like it was nothing?

Several of the Unity Realm experts’ faces had turned ashen. If he could enter the Jiang Clan’s formation that easily, didn’t that an he could also infiltrate any other formation just as easily?

In fact, they were exactly right.

For Lu Ye, formations were sotis not even as difficult to break as a protective body barrier.

Among the Nine Heavens, there was almost no formation that could stump him.

Even if there were, with his formation knowledge, he could easily let the system calculate the way to break it. And it wouldn’t even take that much ti.

—

The formation was rapidly breached.

Jiang Tianxin was currently leading a group, frantically replacing cracked formation bases and replenishing spirit stones to sustain the array.

Lu Ye’s figure appeared within the Jiang Clan.

And the first person he encountered was Jiang Tianxin.

A Destiny Realm cultivator? Not part of the Jiang Clan? How did he get in?

Jiang Tianxin was stunned, but before she could even complete that thought, the scent of the Dao-Attainnt Aroma had already entered her nostrils.

Jiang Tianxin’s eyes turned red.

In that instant, she lunged at Lu Ye.

Lu Ye raised his hand and swung a sword.

Boom!

Jiang Tianxin’s body exploded into a mist of blood.

His divine sense spread out, and Lu Ye’s figure vanished.

Jiang Die’s aura!

Jiang Die’s aura!

Jiang Die, I’m coming for you again!!!

—

Lu Ye charged into the ancestral grounds of the Jiang Clan, killing all in his path!

Light streaked like shooting stars.

In Lu Ye’s eyes, Jiang Die’s figure finally appeared.

A group of young Jiang Clan mbers stood before her, blood-red mystical sigils plastered across their bodies.

Jiang Die looked at Lu Ye.

Her expression was one of utter terror!

“Please, Ancestor Weapon, protect us!”

Boom!

Lu Ye’s body smashed into a golden barrier. A platinum pendant erupted with a terrifying aura, forming a massive protective shield that enveloped all the remaining mbers of the Jiang Clan.

Too fast.

Lu Ye’s head was spinning from the impact.

He shook his head, regaining his clarity of thought.

On his way here, he had hurried as much as he could. He had even let those nine Unity Realm cultivators go out of kindness — and yet he was still one step too late?

Void Pendant!

One of the Jiang Clan’s Ancestor Weapons.

In the past, it had been a treasure used by a mid-to-late Dao Emperor from the Jiang Clan. Due to severe damage, it had been returned to the ancestral grounds to slowly recover — and also to serve as a guardian of the Jiang Clan.

It was a very ancient treasure.

The slumbering artifact spirit awakened. A child-like figure erged from the Void Pendant, its voice old and grave.

“What’s going on? Has the Jiang Clan fallen so far as to be attacked within its own ancestral ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) grounds? The Jiang Clan ruled for millennia. When did it ever fall to such a state of decline?”

No one answered.

Because at that mont, every single young mber of the Jiang Clan had blood-red eyes, howling as they threw themselves toward Lu Ye.

When facing the Dao-Attainnt Aroma, even Unity Realm cultivators could still say a few words.

But when Destiny Realm cultivators faced it, they lost all sense of self-control.

They threw themselves at Lu Ye like madn, densely packed, pressing against the golden barrier.

The pendant’s artifact spirit was terrified.

What the hell was going on here?

Lu Ye gazed past the sea of bodies, locking eyes with the artifact spirit.

His right arm erupted with blood-red light. He punched out with a Heavenly Lord Fist.

The barrier caved inward.

On the other side, several figures coughed up blood and were knocked back, yet they imdiately surged forward again, blood-red eyes glaring at Lu Ye, emitting inhuman roars.

The pendant spirit hurriedly reinforced the barrier, making it several tis stronger.

Lu Ye threw another punch.

This ti, he nearly shattered his own fist.

Unbreakable?

Lu Ye pressed his face against the barrier, his eyes eting the bloodshot, feral eyes of Jiang Die.

Their faces were so close, separated by a single barrier.

Lu Ye said nothing. He simply turned and left.

With his current strength, he couldn’t break the Void Pendant’s protective shield.

No rush.

First, he would loot the entire Jiang Clan.

Many areas had already been plundered, but the more heavily restricted areas still had untouched treasures.

The restrictions were too complex for the Jiang Clan mbers to break.

But for Lu Ye, they were nothing.

After confirming that he had looted every last valuable item, and after ensuring that every Jiang Clan mber outside the ancestral grounds was dead, Lu Ye proceeded to destroy the entire formation.

For the first ti, the entire Jiang Clan’s grounds were exposed to the world.

A group of Unity Realm cultivators were stunned.

Lu Ye kept his distance, maintaining a safe gap. The Unity Realm cultivators were clearly terrified of him. Whenever he moved forward, they imdiately retreated.

“I’ll give you a chance to live,” Lu Ye said.

“Now, go attack that golden barrier. Break it, and you get to live. Hit it with everything you’ve got. Otherwise, you die.”

His words... well, let’s be honest — it was a blatant threat.

A group of Unity Realm cultivators...

More and more Unity Realm experts were gathering around the Jiang Clan’s remains.

Listening to Lu Ye’s words, they all felt it was utterly unreasonable.

So... should they obey or not?