The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
Lu Ye had not exerted his full strength before, first because he was wary of the unknown rune tattoos that the opponent might have, and second because he wanted to test the strength of the cultivators ranked in the top twenty. However, now that the opponent's depth had been probed, and it was clear that those rune tattoos were fake, there was no longer any need for caution.
The figure crouched slightly, the long saber slanting as he stood ready, supported by the Move-Like-The-Wind Spirit Runes, he surged forward like thunder.
It seemed that the demon cultivator sensed Lu Ye's intent to kill and hastily began to say, "I..."
"Roar!" The previously silent Amber roared out, yet the usually unbeatable Tiger Roar Intimidation failed to take effect this time.
The demon cultivator only suffered a very brief impact before returning to normal, swiftly shouting out the words of surrender.