Humanity's Great Sage

Chapter 766, A Powerful Spell Cultivator

Translator: Jon

Translation Checker: Silavin

This time, the Heavens didn’t try to boost their morale or do anything. Lu Ye waited until the Battlefield Imprint on the back of his hand buzzed before he pressed his palm against the Divine Opportunity Column.

His vision blurred, and he appeared in the arena the next moment. He lifted his head and saw a figure flying away from him, reaching the periphery of the arena.

He couldn’t help but think that his opponent reacted swiftly. Considering that the person immediately widened the distance between them, there was no doubt he was a Spell Cultivator.

Lu Ye hadn’t managed to scan his surroundings when a spell came right at him. This was the Fight for Supremacy, not a friendly competition between the cultivators. Regardless of whether they were from the same side, they were enemies in this place. They didn’t necessarily have to kill each other. However, since they were on the top 3,000 list, they would naturally do their best to make it to the top 100.

Undoubtedly, cultivators in the top 3,000 were powerful. The fluctuations of the opponent’s Spiritual Power showed that he was a Ninth-Order Master.

One had to know that Lu Ye had fought in 100 matches previously, but he had only come across several Eighth-Order Masters. There wasn’t even one Ninth-Order Master. Nevertheless, he bumped into one such cultivator in the first match of the second round.

The other party was dexterous, and his solid aura showed that he had ample heritage. Furthermore, it was apparent that he wouldn’t underestimate his opponent.

Before the spell even reached Lu Ye, the other party cast another one, and it was followed by the third one. Every spell was different, so it seemed that he was determined to defeat Lu Ye quickly.

Faced with the bombardment of attacks, Lu Ye lifted his hand and activated his Spiritual Power. As Yin and Yang intertwined with one another, a triangular barrier of Spiritual Power was formed. At first glance, it looked like he was holding a shield.

It was the Protection Glyph. The spells crashed into the shield and formed some ripples. The Protection Shield had only become dimmer, and it was intact.

Then, it was Lu Ye’s time to counterattack. As his Spiritual Power swirled around him, a lifelike Fire Dragon appeared and zigzagged towards the other party.

Following that, a surging Fire Phoenix, a fireball that looked like a mini Sun, and several ferocious spells were cast.

The Spell Cultivator was astounded. Looking at the myriad of spells, he knew he had come across a formidable opponent.

Not only could Lu Ye cast the spells faster, but his spells were also more powerful than those of the other party.

The Spell Cultivator was dejected, not expecting to bump into such an opponent in the first match of the second round. He had gotten off to a bad start. Also, he found it unacceptable that his opponent was one Order below him. Why was an Eighth-Order Spell Cultivator so powerful? He didn’t give up. Instead, he used even more spells to ward off Lu Ye’s attacks.

At that moment, the arena was bustling with noise. Their spells crisscrossed and clashed with each other. The fluctuations of Spiritual Powers were like a storm.

The fight between two Spell Cultivators, of all the factions, was the most interesting and entertaining.

In just ten breaths of time, the defence line the Spell Cultivator had built was destroyed.

He couldn’t cast his spells as fast as Lu Ye did, and his spells were also weaker. Being one Order above Lu Ye didn’t help with anything.

Lu Ye had looked into the Source of Soaring Dragon Boundary, and as he was attached to Qin Zhao, they went through a magnificent life and learned all about cultivation together.

Even if he didn’t use the Inviolable Saber, he could cast spells like a proper Spell Cultivator. Moreover, his mastery of the Way of Spells was greater than that of the Way of Blades.

However, limited by his current cultivation, he was unable to cast many powerful spells. The reason he insisted on going down the path of the Way of Blades instead of becoming a Spell Cultivator or any other kind was that being a Combat Cultivator who used a saber matched his temperament. It was crucial to a cultivator.

Certainly, if he became a Spell Cultivator or used any other Spirit Artifact now, he could be as powerful as when he used a saber, but for all his life, he would never surpass Qin Zhao and the others.

He had absorbed his mastery of the Way of Spells and other Ways from other people through a special method, so the limit had been set.

However, if he continued cultivating the Way of Blades, he would have many possibilities. He might not reach the same height as Qin Zhao and the others, but it was also possible that he might surpass them.

Between a certain future and an unknown future, Lu Ye would choose the latter. Regardless, no one in the Cloud River Realm had a greater mastery of the Way of Spells than Lu Ye, not even those who had started cultivating the Way of Spells since the beginning.

This Ninth-Order Spell Cultivator surely came from a major Sect, and he was just as powerful as Xia Liang. If he hadn’t come across Lu Ye, he would’ve stood a good chance to win. However, faced with Lu Ye’s attacks, he could only hold on for ten breaths of time.

Since his defence line was gone, he was engulfed in a great sense of danger. Not daring to be negligent, he yelled, “I admit defeat!”

The moment he finished speaking, he disappeared from the arena. At the same time, he was astonished, wondering why another formidable person had appeared out of nowhere besides Lu Yi Ye from the Crimson Blood Sect.

Initially, he had the confidence to make it to the top ten, but following this battle, he was crestfallen. There were many talented people in Jiu Zhou. Even though he was powerful, he mustn’t underestimate the other cultivators.

After the battle, Lu Ye was sent out of the arena as well. Without taking a break, he pressed his hand against the Divine Opportunity Column again. Strangely, after waiting for a bit, he still didn’t get any response.

Soon, he came to the realisation that the second round was different from the first one. In the first round, almost all Cloud River Realm Masters in Jiu Zhou participated in the Fight for Supremacy. With so many people around, Lu Ye could easily get into a match with an opponent.

Nonetheless, only 3,000 people were left in the second round, and they were either in the Eighth Order or the Ninth Order. Since all of them were powerful, the battles would be intense, and it would take a long time before a winner emerged.

As Lu Ye’s battle ended too quickly, there was no one available to contend with him at the moment. He wasn’t in a hurry anyway. He sat down cross-legged in front of the column and fished out a book he had borrowed from his Honoured Master’s library before perusing it.

Around two hours later, he felt a buzz from his Battlefield Imprint. Realising something, he pressed his hand against the Divine Opportunity Column, and he appeared in the arena the next moment.

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He managed to win the following battles. No one, be it an Eighth-Order or a Ninth-Order Master, could hold on for more than ten breaths of time when fighting Lu Ye.

He stood in the centre of the arena. Like a machine of spells that would never feel tired, he could easily cast a myriad of abstruse spells. Most of the time, before the opponents could realise what was going on, they would have no choice but to admit defeat.

Gradually, a piece of shocking news was spread among the Cloud River Realm Masters. A ridiculously powerful Eighth-Order Spell Cultivator had appeared out of nowhere. Even the cultivators from Tier-One Sects, who had put off ascending to the Real Lake Realm for one to two years to join the Fight for Supremacy, were powerless against that person.

No one knew what the Spell Cultivator looked like. According to the cultivators who had dealt with him, the man was wearing a face mask, so no one could see his face. Many people didn’t even see his figure when they were bombarded by his spells.

An Eighth-Order Master who was unreasonably powerful and wearing a face mask. They couldn’t help but recall a certain someone who had made those of Thousand Demon Ridge suffer many setbacks.

However, that certain someone wasn’t a Spell Cultivator. Everyone knew that he was a Combat Cultivator who used a saber, so how was it possible that he could cast so many complicated spells?

Soon, a new doubt was formed. They wondered who would win if the Spell Cultivator, who was hiding behind a mask, came across Lu Ye. There was no doubt it would be an incredible battle.

After all, the powers they had showcased far surpassed that of an average Cloud River Realm Master. It was hard to imagine how even more powerful they would become when they made it to the Ninth Order.

While rumours spread across the Cloud River Battlefield, Lu Ye remained unwavering in the arena as he cast his spells at the opponent.

In the space where spells intertwined with each other, a figure wandered around like a bolt of lightning. Although he looked battered, he could dodge most of the spells, and for those he couldn’t, he would shatter them with his spear. The battle was intense.

Lu Ye was wearing a face mask because he didn’t want to expose his identity. That way, he could contend with the brightest Cloud River Realm Masters and broaden his horizon while gauging how powerful he truly was.

It came as a surprise that he became famous for being the ‘Eighth-Order Spell Cultivator with a face mask’. After so many battles, no one would dare be negligent when dealing with an opponent like him. Many people would even state where they came from and express their interest in learning from him.

This Combat Cultivator named Feng Rulie was one of them. It had to be said that Jiu Zhou was indeed full of talented people. Although Lu Ye had easily won most of the battles in the past few days, there were several people who surprised him.

Feng Rulie was the most powerful cultivator he had bumped into so far. This guy was even stronger than Xia Liang.

Lu Ye understood that Feng Rulie must be a disciple from a major Sect who had put off ascending to the Real Lake Realm to take part in the Fight for Supremacy.

People like them already had the right to make it to the Real Lake Realm, but they wanted to make a name for themselves in the Fight for Supremacy and make their Sects proud. At the same time, they also wanted the Gift of Providence. They had been waiting for one to two years or even longer.

Although they could longer improve their cultivation, they were more skilful in dealing with an opponent than an average Cloud River Realm Master.

Given Lu Ye’s moves, an average opponent couldn’t hold on for more than ten breaths of time.

On the other hand, Feng Rulie had persevered for more than 30 breaths of time. Although he was battered, he managed to get closer to Lu Ye by dodging the spells. Despite being at a disadvantage, he didn’t have the intention of giving up. It went to show how resolute he was, and only people like him would have a bright future.

Another ten breaths of time later, Feng Rulie found a chance while in the intense battle. He braced himself to crash into a spell and broke through the obstacles before extending his spear towards Lu Ye.

[Got him!]