The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level”Just as the nine cultivators finished speaking, Lu Ye once again changed direction and charged in.

The same scene as before appeared, with dozens of people attacking him. Their attacks were useless against him. Most of their weapons and spells were dodged by him, and only a few hit him. Even then, they were blocked by his defensive spirit patterns, leaving him unharmed.

A figure wrapped in scorching spiritual energy once again cut through the ranks, and several more people died under their blade or by their weapon.

Lu Ye paused mid-air, lowering his head to look at his spirit boat.

Just now, he was attacked and almost couldn't dodge it. A dent appeared on the spirit boat, but fortunately, it didn't affect the overall performance of the spirit boat.y particularly deep interactions with him, when they met, these powerful Hun Clans expressed themselves very amiably.This left Lu Ye a bit puzzled, but upon closer thought, it was probably due to the...