Chapter 400: Lu Ye is About to Die

Shen Xitong's resentment faded bit by bit as bolts of Tribulation Lightning struck her.

Forget it, why waste breath on an idiot?

Anyway, Lu Ye has already ruined the fool's operation. Let's see what the fool can do next.

Still, she couldn't deny the smoldering resentment deep down!

If she could handle smart people, she refused to believe she couldn't deal with a fool.

An Li was seized by white-hot agony at this moment.

The Dark Origin channeled the pain into her, making her expression extremely grim.

"How much longer?" the Dark Origin snapped irritably.

It was baffled why An Li insisted on using its energy every time she met Lu Ye.

How many times had it been now?

It had already provided An Li with major reinforcements from the outer realm, and yet?

And yet, she still relied on its power when facing Lu Ye.

"Soon now. Can’t you endure the pain yourself? I’m in the middle of something important—you're throwing me off!" An Li snapped irritably.

"How soon is soon? My power keeps weakening. Can you even handle this?"

"Can’t you see Lu Ye's backed into a corner? This is a battle of endurance now. If he falters first, we win. If you falter first, he wins! You’re so powerful—can’t you outlast Lu Ye?"

"This time, if you just hold on, Lu Ye will definitely die!"

The Dark Origin let out a weary sigh.

"Don’t disappoint me."

Time passed minute by minute.

Lu Ye was still cutting down foes left and right, while the heavens kept lashing out!

This was a war of attrition. Lu Ye was already incredibly strong—it was nearly impossible for the Immortal Realm to eliminate him while his spiritual energy stayed full.

So, Lu Ye had endless patience.

"Why isn’t it over yet?"

Soon, the Dark Origin bellowed in frustration.

"Why are you so impatient? Nothing happens that fast! Lu Ye is a Celestial Lord, not some two-bit amateur. If he collapses too quickly, I’d suspect a trick!" An Li shot back impatiently.

Dark Origin—Goddammit, it’s not your energy being drained, is it?

The Dark Origin transferred all the pain back to An Li—let her feel it too!

An Li convulsed in pain, her brows furrowed in agony.

"Your Grace, what’s wrong?" one of her demon lieutenants hurriedly asked.

"Nothing. Lu Ye's on the verge of breaking. Turn up the heat on him!" An Li snarled.

The Demon elite Purple Lion Demon glanced at Wuxin Demon Lord.

"Do as An Li says!" Wuxin Demon Lord declared.

"Yes!"

Purple Lion Demon was now almost certain that Wuxin Demon Lord had truly been controlled.

Because An Li was clearly in agony, yet Wuxin Demon Lord didn’t even look her way.

Who didn’t know that Wuxin Demon Lord wanted to become An Li’s cultivation partner?

But knowing this alone did him no good!

Amid the raging battle, no one had the energy to verify whether Wuxin Demon Lord was under control.

"An Li, what exactly is happening to you? Is something attacking you? I’ll immediately send people to protect you!" Purple Lion Demon said urgently.

"No need!"

"An Li, don’t refuse. You have done so much for our kind—we cannot let you suffer like this. Bring twelve Immortal Realm experts to form the Twelve Demon Kings Array and guard An Li!"

An Li said nothing more, only giving Purple Lion Demon a cold glance.

Soon, twelve Immortal Realm experts arrived and encircled An Li.

Lu Ye was still slaughtering his way through.

His true essence seemed inexhaustible.

An Li clenched her jaw. Why did this Lu Ye feel even more unstoppable than in his previous life?

Finally, she saw Lu Ye take out a pill and swallow it, which immediately fired her up.

"Keep going! He’s weakening!"

Just as An Li had said, Lu Ye was now attempting to break through the encirclement.

But the demon race had long been prepared. Dozens of Immortal Realm warriors shifted with Lu Ye’s movements, each time putting everything into repelling him, while large numbers of demon warriors adjusted the formation accordingly.

After one failed attempt, Lu Ye drew a ragged breath; his slaughter slowed.

"Charge! All of you, charge! If Lu Ye dies, no one will be able to stop our demon race’s grand ambition!" Wuxin Demon Lord bellowed furiously.

Lu Ye’s eyes were bloodshot. The pill he had consumed replenished half of his true essence in an extremely short time.

Are you kidding? After obtaining the Endless Secret Treasure, how could Lu Ye not refine pills for himself? The one he had just taken was tailor-made to restore true essence.

Using large quantities of easily absorbed divine herbs, the medicinal potency was purified again and again until it reached its current state. Once ingested, the pill would instantly dissolve into torrents of energy, circulating just once through his body before converting into usable energy.

The only drawback of such a pill was its outrageously expensive cost.

It was like the Primordial Devouring Scripture—many things could be devoured with few restrictions, but the consumption was enormous!

The same resources used to cultivate through the Primordial Devouring Scripture could allow others to advance two or three whole stages with different techniques!

At Lu Ye’s current low realm, combined with the Endless Secret Treasure, he could afford to splurge like this.

But at higher realms, like the Emperor of Fearlessness, he couldn’t scrounge up herbs capable of rapidly restoring his true essence—unless they were top-tier divine herbs or even sacred-grade elixirs.

Pills like these, even with Lu Ye's possession of the Endless Secret Treasure, he only managed to refine one batch—just eight pills per batch!

So if Lu Ye continues fighting now, he could fight four times as long.

But Lu Ye can't reveal this. He can't let An Li fall into complete despair.

He needs to string her along, make her think she's almost won!

Almost there!

Just a little more!

Just one last push!

This way, he can get the most out of this.

Let Providence keep hammering the Dark Origin, sapping its strength dry.

"Hurry, intensify the assault!" bellowed the Wuxin Demon Lord.

An Li could already see the light of victory. The pain from the Tribulation Lightning strikes seemed to ease up a bit.

Her gaze blazed with hunger as she stared at Lu Ye—he's on his last legs!

Hahaha, Lu Ye is about to fall!

If possible, she would definitely preserve his true spirit and turn him into her pretty boy toy!

Time ticked by. This time, Shen Xitong was loving it, for she had already wiped out over ten thousand years of the Dark Origin's accumulation—no, even more than ten thousand years!

Keep going!

Today, they must pound the Dark Origin into the ground!

The Dark Origin was now cursing up a storm.

"Why isn't this over yet?"

"It's almost done! He's hanging by a thread. Look, he's making another desperate push! Lu Ye is about to die!"