Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys While Lu Ye was honing himself in the Rift of Illusions, activity was rising in the Spirit Creek Battlefield once more. Every Thousand Demon Ridge cultivator was searching for Hua Ci of the Crimson Blood Sect!
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys The Spirit Peak Yi Yi chose had a massive bamboo forest that stretched from the middle section of the mountain all the way to the top, giving it a flowery and willowy appearance. It was incredibly beautiful.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Not every Cloud River Realm cultivator possessed a Tattoo. It was because there were only a handful of Tattoo Artists in the entire Jiu Zhou.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Someone was already in the small room when he showed up. It was most likely the master artificer he employed to upgrade the Inviolable before.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Lu Ye was currently sitting crosslegged on a tall platform in front of the Sanctum of Providence.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys The fact that nearly every sect from the Core Circle was visiting was great news for the Crimson Blood Sect. It was because every group was led by a Legate or a prolegate. Duan Yi had already formed an alliance pact with every sect in the past few days.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Shui Yuan knew that Lu Ye had a dragon scale because she had seen him tempering his body with its blood qi before. He did not hide anything when she asked him about its origin. After listening to his story, she deduced that a secret or an opportunity lay beneath the Dragon Spring.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys When Lu Ye entered the great hall, Ye Yang of the Green Feather Mountain was already waiting for him. The old man greeted him with a chuckle when he saw him, “You work fast, young friend.”
