Chapter 2915: Reinforcements

“Lu Ye!” Xue Jiu roared, shooting outwards like an arrow from a bow.

Panic filled his expression. Leading the charge was inherently extremely dangerous; it would have been one thing if he had been fully prepared to rush out, but now he had been kicked out by Lu Ye, which truly terrified him.

The moment he emerged from the grand formation, he suddenly exploded, transforming into a sea of blood.

The sea of blood expanded, enveloping more than a dozen puppet Half-Saints who were furiously assaulting the city.

Violent attacks erupted within the sea of blood, instantly stirring it into turmoil.

In such a situation, even Xue Jiu, a Half-Saint himself, could not hold on for more than a few breaths. Once the sea of blood was breached, all concealment would be meaningless.

From a distance, Modo and Ming Feng watched with cold eyes, truly unable to understand what Xue Jiu was doing.

Just as they had expected, in a mere three breaths, the sea of blood could no longer be maintained and dispersed, clearing the situation on the field.

Looking out, outside Saint Dragon City, many Half-Saint figures had gathered. It turned out that Si Shengya and others had already charged out while the sea of blood was expanding, and were now locked in one-on-one combat with the puppets.

However, the situation on the field was not optimistic.

Among the Half-Saints present, Si Shengya was the strongest. With his Sky-Shattering Blade sweeping out, he enveloped four puppet Half-Saints under his blade, but could only barely hold them off, unable to do more.

Dragon Venerable, Phoenix Mistress, Qin Feng, Mu Yungui, and even Huan Caiyi, working together, tied down six Half-Saints.

Xue Jiu fled for his life, with four streaks of light in hot pursuit, his face a mask of panic and distress.

He couldn't understand why the situation had turned out this way. According to Lu Ye's plan, after covering the others' movements, he only needed to hold off two Half-Saint puppets.

With his strength, dealing with two puppets, though without a chance of victory, was enough to ensure his own safety. That's why when Lu Ye made the plan, he readily agreed.

Unexpectedly, the situation did not unfold according to Lu Ye's plan. For some unknown reason, after they charged out, these puppet Half-Saints abandoned their siege on the city and attacked them instead.

In such a situation, he had no choice but to flee. Yet, he dared not run too far, which was incredibly difficult for him.

From a distance, Modo and Ming Feng watched this scene, both dumbfounded. Modo asked, bewildered, “What are they trying to do?”

If they truly intended to fight the puppets, they could have just charged out directly. Why bother having Xue Jiu spread a sea of blood for concealment? One must know that if the sea of blood was forcibly broken, it would cause a certain amount of damage to Xue Jiu.

“Where’s that Lu Ye?” Ming Feng suddenly exclaimed, startled, for Lu Ye’s trace had vanished from his sight.

At that instant, the two Half-Saints of the Origin World finally grasped the truth: the sea of blood’s concealment was for no other reason than to hide Lu Ye’s whereabouts.

And there had to be a reason for their actions.

“There!” Ming Feng suddenly turned his head to look in one direction. At that spot, a drop of crimson blood was soaring directly towards them.

Amidst the chaotic battlefield, such a single drop of blood was inconspicuous, which was why Modo and Ming Feng hadn't noticed it immediately. However, both were powerful in divine sense, and with such an unusual approach rapidly closing in, how could they remain oblivious?

No sooner had he spoken than the blood suddenly burst open, revealing Lu Ye’s figure. With his eyes lowered and his hand on his saber hilt, he moved like lightning, covering a thousand li in an instant.

“How audacious!” Modo roared in fury.

Modo had never directly clashed with Lu Ye, but it was undeniable that this human’s strength was absolutely formidable. Otherwise, Zhi Fei would not have fallen into a disadvantage in their last battle and ultimately been slain.

Yet, even so, Modo felt no fear at all, for Lu Ye had ultimately come alone, while he had Ming Feng by his side.

No matter how powerful this human was, with two against one, how could they be afraid?

As long as they could hold Lu Ye back, even if they couldn't kill him, they just needed to delay him. Xue Jiu would eventually collapse, and in such a battle, if one point couldn't hold, it would be a complete defeat.

“Victory is ours!” Modo was brimming with confidence.

Though Ming Feng felt something was amiss—from past encounters, Lu Ye should not be such a thoughtless individual—the current situation didn't allow him time for much thought.

The enemy’s strength was already evident. There were no signs of ambushes around, and currently, there was no other power in this Star Abyss that could threaten them.

Thus, almost immediately after Modo's roar, the two simultaneously charged towards Lu Ye.

The distance between them rapidly closed!

Two breaths later, both sides simultaneously made their moves.

Modo and Ming Feng each activated the power of their supreme treasures, blasting them towards Lu Ye. Lu Ye, however, suddenly lowered his hand from the saber hilt, and instead, reached out and pressed the empty space in front of him!

This action left the two Half-Saints of the Origin World utterly bewildered, completely unsure what Lu Ye was doing.

But then, immediately, something incredible happened.

Without any warning, the moment Lu Ye pressed forward, a figure suddenly appeared directly in front of him!

The appearance of this figure was extremely abrupt, looking as if Lu Ye had summoned him from somewhere. However, neither Modo nor Ming Feng perceived any fluctuations of spatial power.

The newcomer stood firm and unyielding, exuding an imposing aura. His Half-Saint aura bloomed without any concealment, just like the puppets. Clearly, he had only recently advanced and had not yet had time to stabilize his realm.

Who was this?

Modo and Ming Feng were filled with confusion. Crucially, they seemed to sense an aura from him that was similar to that of the Dragon Venerable.

Before they could fully comprehend, another figure abruptly appeared.

Just like the first one, his Half-Saint aura was not stable. However, unlike the silent demeanor of the first, this second Half-Saint, who had suddenly appeared, burst into loud laughter the moment he emerged: “I, Zhu Pang, am back!”

The voice carried far, and Dragon Venerable, who was battling the puppet Half-Saints alongside Phoenix Mistress and others, faintly heard it. He inexplicably felt that the name Zhu Pang sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

However, the battle was fierce, and he had no time for further thought. He could only unleash his full power.

Two Half-Saints!

And all newly promoted!

They weren't puppets who had lost their sentience, but true Half-Saints with their own reason and thought!

Where on earth did they come from?

And Lu Ye could conjure two so easily. Would there be a third, a fourth, or even more? If so, then today's situation would undoubtedly become very troublesome.

Fortunately, after these two Half-Saints appeared, no other figures emerged.

By this time, the distance between the two sides was too close to evade.

“Gentlemen, your assistance is needed!” After Lu Ye said this, his gaze fixed intently on Modo. Activating his vertical movement technique, he instantly appeared beside Modo and unleashed a diagonal slash.

Modo had not yet recovered from the sudden turn of events. Suddenly struck by this attack, he could only conjure his supreme treasure to block. A violent force surged through, and he was directly sent flying.

Ming Feng was about to attack Lu Ye, but suddenly heard a cold voice by his ear: “So, you’re Ming Feng?”

As he abruptly turned his head, he saw a fist rapidly enlarging in his vision. On the surface of that fist, a peculiar power lingered, seemingly slowing down his thoughts considerably.

He hastily activated his own power, only then neutralizing the effect of that strange force. He parried in haste, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

“My goodness, how formidable!” Zhu Pang exclaimed in surprise. “As expected of a Half-Saint from the Origin World. Third Ancestor, let’s get him together!”

“That brat is still as noisy as ever after all these years!” Yang Lie, the third generation ancestor of the Dragon Race, muttered as he flashed forward to attack. Though his tone was a reprimand, his eyes were full of kindness. After countless millennia, awakening from a state of muddled confusion and being able to fight alongside his descendants, was undoubtedly a blessing to him.

“Dragon Breath, temporal power!” Dragon Venerable was stunned.

When Zhu Pang and Yang Lie made their move, he clearly felt the flow of pure Dragon Breath and temporal power. Then, hearing Zhu Pang call out "Third Ancestor"… countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

He suddenly remembered where he had heard the name Zhu Pang.

That was none other than the Fifth Ancestor of the Dragon Race!

The ones fighting the enemy there, could they be the Third Ancestor and Fifth Ancestor?

Lu Ye’s trump card was actually them?

He certainly knew that Lu Ye had previously entered the River of Time and cultivated in the Tower of Time, but he truly had no idea that Lu Ye had brought the Third and Fifth Ancestors out from the Tower of Time. And both of them had even advanced to Half-Saints and regained their sentience!

If the Third and Fifth Ancestors were here, then what about the other elder Dragon Race members?

In an instant, Dragon Venerable felt an unbearable itch in his heart, eager to find out more. However, now was not the time. He could only force himself to endure.

Just as these thoughts raced through his mind, Yang Lie and Zhu Pang had already joined forces to fight Ming Feng. But after only two breaths of engagement, Zhu Pang began to shout again: “Incredible, incredible, Third Ancestor, it seems we’re not quite a match for him!”

Indeed, they were no match. Even with two against one, the two Dragon Half-Saints were being suppressed by Ming Feng. Firstly, both of them had indeed only recently advanced.

They were also the only two Dragon Race ancestors in Lu Ye’s inner world who had advanced to Half-Saints.

After all, not much time had passed since Lu Ye brought them into his inner world. During this period, Lu Ye had not used the power of the Tower of Time to accelerate the flow of time.

It was only after returning from Thousandstream City a few days prior, sensing the unfavorable situation, that Lu Ye used the power of the Tower of Time to accelerate the flow of time in his inner world.

Only then could they gain two more newly advanced Half-Saints in such a short period.

There would undoubtedly be more later, but that would all require time.

Furthermore, all Dragon Race ancestors, after entering the Ancestral Abyss restriction, those without supreme treasures were fine. But those with supreme treasures would leave them behind, not taking them into the Ancestral Abyss restriction, lest they go berserk and harm their kin with the power of their treasures.

Therefore, both Yang Lie and Zhu Pang, were almost entirely empty-handed while contending with Ming Feng.

Their inherent strength was inferior, and with the gap in divine weapons, they naturally fell short and were struggling.

“Silence!” Yang Lie snapped. He couldn't stand this about Zhu Pang: his mouth was too loose, too noisy.