Sage of Humanity

In a certain place within the Taichu Realm, three figures quietly lay dormant, among them two men and one woman.

The Divine Sea contention has reached a stage where people have started to travel in groups, although due to the low chances of encounter, normally, the number isn't large, perhaps just two or three individuals.

As Lu Ye previously encountered a combination of a physique cultivator and a magic cultivator.

These three met by chance and due to concerns about potential dangers ahead, they decided to temporarily join forces.

Having observed here for a while, they've already discovered something.

"Those Blood Race bastards have indeed set a defense ahead; this makes things tricky," said one of the trio, a man with a pencil mustache, sucking on his teeth, showing a distressed expression.

The Blood Race can use secret techniques to sense each other within the Taichu Realm and gather together, which isn't news anymore. Hence, many cultivators participating in the Divine Sea contention were advised by their elders to be cautious at this stage and avoid getting discovered by groups of Blood Race, or else doom is certain.

This is an advantage no other race possesses. It can't be said they are cheating, but the Blood Race's tactics undoubtedly spell calamity for cultivators from other domains.

To continue forward, one must break through the Blood Race's defense, which involves significant risk.

Some have adjusted their strategies against the Blood Race by heading directly to the center upon entering the Taichu Realm, crossing dangerous areas before Blood Race fortifications are fully established, lying low until the end.

But the Blood Race isn't foolish either. After witnessing this several times, they adjusted their strategy to ambush at the center, ensuring every guard counts.

Thus nowadays, before the situation is clear, no one knows where the Blood Race will appear. If you think they're at the center, they might show up halfway in the Taichu Realm, intercepting those rushing towards the center. Alternatively, thinking the center is safe and rushing there might lead you straight into their Blood River.

It all comes down to luck.

Strong figures from various domains have protested to the Reincarnation Tree due to this, but the Reincarnation Tree wouldn't interfere, leaving the matter unresolved.

Fortunately, the Blood Race knows not to push too far. Though they have a few more spots each Divine Sea contention, they rank low, refraining from contesting higher positions. This is a concession from the Blood Race themselves; for if they overdo it, it will spark hostility from all races, and despite miraculous secret techniques, they'll face assaults everywhere.

By employing such strategies, the Blood Race has made notable gains each Divine Sea contention, allowing them to consistently produce numerous elite Constellations, maintaining their strength.

Ding You, with a pencil mustache, hails from Xuandu World, accompanied by temporary partners, the man Zhao Yunliu from Dominant Star and the woman Yuk Yaorao from Jiuxuan World. All are the finest Divine Sea Realm cultivators of their generation within their domains, yet even with their temporary alliance, it's unwise to reveal themselves recklessly.

Yuk Yaorao suggested, "Should we take a detour? The Blood Race's front line can't be too long, at most ten thousand miles. Circumventing this stretch might ensure safety."

Ding You shook his head, "The Blood Race numbers are ample. What we saw is likely just one squad. Though the Blood Sea seems vast, there are at most five or six Blood Race members within. Such squads, the Blood Race have three or even four at the least; each squad responsible for a line of defense. Indeed, if we detour, there's no telling how far we'd need to go, nor can we guarantee escaping their defense zones. If we avoid this group, another Blood Race squad might catch us off guard elsewhere, making matters worse."

Yuk Yaorao acknowledged this reasoning, sighing slightly, "Then we have no choice but to wait and see who loses patience first."

It's clear that they're not the only trio stuck here, surely many others are lurking too. Simply, no one wishes to be the first to confront the Blood Race, so they all remain hidden, awaiting others to make a move.

Once others take action, seizing the opportunity to dash forward or exploit the chaos would be excellent options.

"What do you think, Fellow Daoist Zhao?" Ding You looked at Zhao Yunliu, whose domain of origin, Dominant Star, is considered a top-tier domain, thus his strength and foundation surpass theirs. However, Zhao Yunliu, true to the traits of top-tier domain natives, isn't easy to converse with. Believing himself superior, he carries some disdain towards those from larger domains.

If not for the Blood Race's blockade ahead, Zhao Yunliu likely wouldn't have teamed up with them.

Zhao Yunliu replied indifferently, "Decide amongst yourselves, no need to ask me."

Ding You couldn't help but feel distressed...

The most troublesome are those hard to engage with, hindering the establishment of a consensus on certain matters.

"A presence approaches suddenly!" Yuk Yaorao spoke, having cultivated a perception-type secret technique, thus excelling in reconnaissance compared to the other two.

Ding You hurriedly asked, "Which direction?"

Yuk Yaorao raised her hand and pointed, leaving Ding You astonished, "Why is someone coming from there?"

He assumed it was another group advancing inward. If so, they could be invited to join forces, amplifying strength in numbers, potentially allowing a direct confrontation with the Blood Race's defense.

Yet Yuk Yaorao indicated the side!

At this point in time, only those heading inward would come from the side, how could someone come from there?

"This aura..." As she spoke, Yuk Yaorao also showed a surprised expression, because she noticed something strange about the newcomer's aura, somewhat similar to the aura of those from the Blood Race...

"Blood Race!"

No need to doubt anymore, because from that direction, a mass of blood light had already entered their view.

It was a blood cloud about ten meters in diameter, densely colored due to compression, moving slowly like a drunkard, swaying as it approached, at first glance, resembling a large chunk of fresh blood pudding.

Ding You and Yuk Yaorao continued observing, but Zhao Yunliu suddenly dropped his previous indifference, his eyes fierce: "Only one, must have been summoned to join us, kill it!"

Coming from a top domain, proud and ambitious, he had planned to make a name for himself in the Taichu Realm, only to be blocked by a group of Blood Race here, simmering with rage. Now seeing a lone Blood Race, of course he wouldn't let the chance slip by.

The reason he could judge it was a solitary member was simple; the blood cloud was too small, clearly concocted by a single Blood Race for convenient travel.

As the words fell, disregarding the opinions of the two beside him, he charged out directly towards the mass of blood pudding.

Ding You raised his hand, unable to stop him, could only curse quietly and follow closely.

That's why he was unwilling to join forces with someone like Zhao Yunliu from a top domain. Usually indifferent, but at critical moments liked to act on his own without regard for his companions' feelings.

With the two moving, Yuk Yaorao could only follow.

In an instant, spirit force surged, sword light gathered like a stream, aiming for the blood cloud from afar.

Zhao Yunliu was a sword cultivator, skilled with flying swords to oppose enemies. It was precisely for this reason he didn't think much of the incoming Blood Race, as their Blood River Technique posed little threat to him.

Of course, he wouldn't be foolish enough to force his way into someone else's Blood River, trapping himself.

Following closely behind the flying sword were Yuk Yaorao's various spells.

Ding You wasn't flashy; as a physique cultivator, he could only swing his fists, stirring his blood Qi and spirit force, launching fists from a distance.

In a flash, the three formed a triangle, encircling the blood cloud in the center, with sharp attacks bombarding the blood cloud to weaken its foundation.

This was the best method for various stellar space races to deal with the Blood Race: weaken the foundation of the Blood River Technique first, thus creating a chance to slay them.

Lu Ye found it troubling; tracing that mysterious sensation brought him here, expecting a scene of his imagination, only to be suddenly attacked by three humans midway.

If only that were it, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure among them.

Jiuxuan World, Yuk Yaorao!

This enchanting woman who was thrown into the Fairy Tree World alongside him for a trial, though they hadn't formed many bonds, Lu Ye could say she had helped him somewhat in the Fairy Tree World, with many things being explained carefully by Yuk Yaorao.

So he couldn't kill her.

Moreover, under such circumstances, fighting one against three, even if Lu Ye wanted to kill, the chances were slim unless he could somehow drag them into the Blood River.

But these three were obviously very experienced, all engaging in long-range attacks, never approaching his blood cloud, never giving him a single chance.

Only escape was possible, choosing a direction and making a break for it.

The chosen direction was where Ding You was, which enraged him immensely! Zhao Yunliu acting unilaterally had already dampened his mood, and now being singled out as an escape route by the Blood Race naturally infuriated him.

But as a physique cultivator in this situation, he was indeed a breakthrough point, no matter how angry, it was in vain.

Zhao Yunliu and Yuk Yaorao over there let their flying swords and spells fly together, both exerting full force, knowing the opportunity was brief. Once the battle started, nearby Blood Race might become aware, so to kill this lone Blood Race, it had to be fast, without delay.

But to their surprise, this Blood Race's blood cloud... had a resilience that was somewhat ridiculous. From the feedback returned from their spells and flying swords, it seemed they weren't attacking a blood cloud, but a piece of extraordinarily tough toffee.