In the fierce engagement, both sides' protective measures were simultaneously broken. The sharp nails of Saintly Venerable Mok Hai pierced through the flesh on Lu Ye's chest. Just a few more inches, and they could penetrate his heart.

If that were to happen, Lu Ye would be beyond saving, no matter how great his skills were.

But Saintly Venerable Mok Hai quickly realized something was amiss because the sensation from the nails wasn't like piercing into a living body, but more akin to stabbing into a piece of dense deadwood, significantly hindering the piercing momentum.

Thus, he immediately understood something: the physique of this human was truly not inferior to his own!

Only with such strength could one withstand his stab with merely the body's toughness.

Although he had sensed the opponent's physical strength was not weak in earlier skirmishes, he hadn't expected it to be so formidable.

It was simply unbelievable!

He hurriedly gathered his strength, intending to strike while the iron was hot and seize Lu Ye's life with one blow. Yet at this moment, a stabbing pain suddenly shot through his mind...

As his nails pierced into Lu Ye's chest, Lu Ye's Boulder Mountain Saber also slashed across his body, breaking through his blood Qi protection and leaving a wound on his body!

The wound wasn't large; in a battle of this level, it was no more than a minor flesh wound. But the subsequent burst of the Soul Severing Saber's power caught Saintly Venerable Mok Hai off guard.

In a daze, it felt as if an invisible blade of light slashed into the Divine Sea, delivering a fierce cut to the psyche spirit body.

Reeling from the pain, Saintly Venerable Mok Hai groaned, involuntarily slowing his offensive. He hadn't even realized what had happened and hadn't detected any signs of Lu Ye channeling Divine Soul Power, yet somehow, his psyche was attacked.

Since the combat started, a faint sense of crisis had lingered in his heart, which suddenly intensified to the extreme. Saintly Venerable Mok Hai had no time to react, merely instinctively activating the Blood Explosion Technique!

This time he ignited not his own Essence Blood but from the wound punctured in Lu Ye's chest.

A muffled sound echoed, and Lu Ye shuddered, as blood spattered from his chest, his clothes torn apart, instantly becoming a mess of blood and flesh.

Yet, as if unfazed, Lu Ye swung his Boulder Mountain Saber wildly, with a torrent of blade lights coming at Saintly Venerable Mok Hai like a storm.

The pain on the psyche had just subsided, only to be quickly followed by even more intense and concentrated pain assaults, ongoing without respite.

Saintly Venerable Mok Hai finally understood the peculiarity of his opponent's long saber—it could inflict damage on the psyche while wounding the flesh!

Such bizarre ability was nothing short of a dire threat to him.

His psyche was continuously assaulted by the invisible blade light. Initially, Saintly Venerable Mok Hai could endure it, but soon after, he couldn't withstand it any longer and let out a grievous howl.

He retreated while howling, struggling to escape Lu Ye's offensive; however, Lu Ye had been waiting for this opportunity and wouldn't easily give it up, relentlessly pursuing him like a shadow.

While fleeing, Saintly Venerable Mok Hai did not abandon his counterattack. Though his combat experience might be insufficient, his cultivation and strength were undeniable. Instinct guided him in crisis on how to react correctly.

As Lu Ye slashed at him with one blade after another, he furiously swung his fists, repeatedly striking at Lu Ye's body.

He attempted to force Lu Ye back through a mutual self-harming approach. It wouldn't take long—just a few moments to adjusted his stance, and he could regain his footing.

Then, he would never let that long saber strike him even once...

The battle by now had suddenly entered an intense stage.

Life-and-death struggle is often like this; perhaps it remains undecided for a long time, but once one side seizes a small opportunity, the situation can rapidly escalate.

Each swing of the Boulder Mountain Saber inflicted some flesh wounds on Saintly Venerable Mok Hai. Immediately followed by psyche slashes impacting his psyche spirit body, leaving his mind in turmoil, unable to rid himself of Lu Ye's pursuit.

Comparatively, Lu Ye's injuries were undoubtedly far more severe.

The wounds inflicted by the Boulder Mountain Saber were merely superficial, but each retaliatory punch from Mok Hai landed on Lu Ye heavily, sending explosive, violent force coursing through his body, snapping several bones and causing bloodshot to spread across his right eye, blurring his vision, having been hit head-on by one of Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's heavy punches.

The situation became somewhat absurd, with Lu Ye, despite his more severe injuries, aggressively pursuing the less wounded Saintly Venerable Mok Hai.

However, many things cannot be judged by appearances alone. At least, both parties fighting understood who held the upper hand and who was at a disadvantage.

Gradually, it became hard to find an unmarred spot on Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's body, covered from head to toe with intersecting scars, his blood Qi protection long shattered, providing no defense against Lu Ye's fierce strikes.

Since the beginning, Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's screams hadn't ceased, causing the many Blood Race cultivators watching from afar to feel uneasy.

But they couldn't ascertain the situation within the Blood Sea and dared not approach to check lightly.

Only Lann Qiyue, also within the Blood Sea, had a complete grasp of the unfolding situation.

Her growth in the past few years has been substantial. After all, every Sacred Seed is a Destined One in the Blood Refinement World, making cultivation simple. She believed her strength had surpassed when her senior brother left. She expected to surprise him, but unexpectedly, she was the one surprised.

Senior brother is still senior brother. While facing Saintly Venerable Mok Hai, she was almost powerless, yet the senior brother managed to make the opponent so vulnerable, truly admirable.

"Let me go, and from now on I won't step within a hundred thousand miles," Saintly Venerable Mok Hai suddenly spoke.

This was undoubtedly a sign of weakness.

He had no other choice, as continuing this way meant his situation would worsen, possibly leading to death here.

Though as a Sacred Seed, it was beneath him to plead to a human race, but survival instinct prevails. He didn't want to die, especially in the hands of a human race cultivator.

Moreover, he thought that even if the enemy could kill him, the cost must be immense, so maybe he could negotiate?

Saintly Venerable Mok Hai was too naive. With the battle at this stage, how would Lu Ye easily let him leave? This battle sealed fate for either his death or Lu Ye's demise.

Confronted with Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's proposal, Lu Ye was utterly unmoved, even becoming more aggressive.

Receiving no response, Saintly Venerable Mok Hai realized Lu Ye's intention and immediately abandoned thoughts of mere survival, he ceased his cries as it would only make him look pathetic. Facing Lu Ye's aggression, he retaliated fiercely.

He gambled, hoping his resolve would last before the opponent killed him!

The equally matched life-and-death struggle escalated into a battle of will and endurance.

Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's psyche was seriously injured, his spirit in turmoil, while Lu Ye suffered accumulated internal wounds, his body damaged. Neither was in a superior state.

The Boulder Mountain Saber slashed, a chilling blade light flickering. This cruel stroke slashed at Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's neck...

Lu Ye had previously struck several times at this position, each strike worsening Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's neck injures. This stroke sliced deeply into his neck, just a bit more force and a sharper Boulder Mountain Saber would sever his head.

In cultivation, physique cultivators have only slightly stronger bodies at lower levels with little advantage against other factions. But as cultivation progresses, the benefits of a robust physique reveal themselves, especially at Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's level, his physique compares to spirit treasure level artifacts.

Injuries like these would be formidable to cultivators of other factions but aren't much to physique cultivators.

With this strike, Lu Ye's chest took a heavy punch, jolting his form with heart almost ceasing its beat.

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted uncontrollably, quickly blending into the Blood Sea.

Lu Ye's consciousness began to blur, not due to opponent's Divine Soul Shock, merely from grave injury accumulation.

Since the beginning of his cultivation path, he hasn't battled an enemy to this extent.

This was a crisis but also a tribulation; overcoming it leads to vast vistas, failing results in death and annihilation.

Instinctively continuing to swing and hack, exchanging injury for injury with powerful foes, Lu Ye felt almost falling apart but persistently maintained a state of attack, never retreating an inch.

He did not know how long the enemy could persist, but before the enemy truly fell, he absolutely couldn't collapse!

Until a moment when Lu Ye swung his Boulder Mountain Saber again towards the close-proximity Saintly Venerable Mok Hai, the expected counterattack never came.

Saintly Venerable Mok Hai maintained a punching posture, his entire being seemingly immobilized, standing rigidly while blade lights kept slashing upon him.

His eyes had dimmed, lifeless without a shred of vigor, his once fierce aura now completely extinguished.

He's dead!

Not slain by Lu Ye's saber but born from psyche shattered!

The Soul Severing Saber's repeated psyche strikes, accumulating into destruction, his psyche spirit body was unable to withstand this and broke apart.

This was unexpected by Lu Ye; his efforts aimed to decapitate Saintly Venerable Mok Hai, failing in that yet succeeding in severing his psyche.

Gazing fixedly at the dead Saintly Venerable Mok Hai before him, Lu Ye panted urgently, the Boulder Mountain Saber slowly raised for a final chop.

This stroke still landed on Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's neck, encountering no resistance, as the blade sliced, his body parted.

From Blood Sea's edge, Lann Qiyue swiftly darted towards Lu Ye's location, evidently sensing the battle's end.

Lu Ye managed only to retrieve his Blood River within before darkness consumed him completely unconscious, faintly hearing Lann Qiyue's panic-stricken shouts before passing out.