The moment those Haotian Alliance cultivators made a move, Tong Shuyao had already flashed in front of Lu Ye, her spirit force surging, her eyes cold and fierce.
Fortunately, the cultivator who was lunging toward Lu Ye was still somewhat rational and immediately halted upon seeing Tong Shuyao.
But their conspicuous actions had already caught the attention of numerous Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators, further affecting the nerves of the entire Haotian Alliance camp.
In an instant, the cultivators from both sides were brimming with spirit force, glaring at each other like tigers eyeing their prey, the atmosphere was tense and confrontational.
Lu Ye's face was pale, primarily because it was the first time he used his mental consciousness in a fight, exerting too much force and almost completely depleting the power in his Divine Pool. Only Soul Cleansing Water could replenish such a loss; relying solely on his own recovery would likely take some days.
