In the blink of an eye, a colorful light burst forth from the ice spike in front of the fair-skinned man as the mottled sunlight shone upon it, refracting a rainbow of colors!
Lu Ye sensed danger immediately.
Just now, he had gathered spirit force in his eyes and clearly saw the aura of light around the attacker's body, deducing that the other was a cultivator of Spirit Stream Level 3, but not yet Level 4.
The other's cultivation was higher than his, and from the way he had inexplicably been struck by the opponent's sword a moment ago, it was clear that their combat experience was also superior to his.
Lu Ye's cultivation journey was short, without rigorous training or guidance from a powerful figure. His swordsmanship was limited to the most basic slashes, thrusts, and feints, lacking any sophisticated techniques or skills.
With lesser cultivation and skill, and facing an opponent who also knew magic and spells... the situation couldn't be worse.
