However, the other person had almost lost consciousness. Nevertheless, upon hearing Ye Liuyun's voice, the Female Cultivator still groggily opened her eyes and took a look at the other person.
This was a moment of lucidity before death.
"Am I going to die?" The Female Cultivator murmured in her heart while looking at the youth before her.
She could only roughly make out the outline of his face; she could not see clearly what he actually looked like.
"Hey! Calm down. Use your spiritual power to push the pill into her abdomen." Seeing that Ye Liuyun was somewhat flustered, Lin Qingyou couldn't help but remind her.
After all, when people are nervous, their thinking becomes rigid.
It was Ye Liuyun's first time encountering something like this, so being flustered was inevitable.
Hearing Lin Qingyou's reminder, she finally remembered that although her spiritual power was not strong, she at least possessed the spiritual power of the Lingxi Realm Early Stage.
She used her spiritual power to wrap around the pill, letting it enter the Female Cultivator's abdomen, and then used her spiritual power to shatter the pill. The medicinal effects of the pill quickly spread throughout the Female Cultivator's body.
The effect of this Medicinal Pill was absolutely top-tier. The moment the pill dissolved, the damaged internal organs and bones inside the Female Cultivator began to heal rapidly; her injuries were halted, and she stopped coughing up blood.
"Phew…" Seeing the other person's injuries recovering, Ye Liuyun also heaved a heavy sigh of relief.
But immediately, she looked at her right hand, which was covered in blood, with a slightly panicked expression.
She had never had so much blood on her hands before. She did not have hemophobia, but suddenly seeing so much blood still gave her a suffocating sense of dizziness.
"Is this what a real life-and-death battle is like? Sigh! Why must there be conflict? It seems that no matter which world, humans love to fight each other. What exactly does conflict bring to both sides?" Ye Liuyun hurriedly shook the blood off her hands and muttered to herself.
After confirming that the Female Cultivator was not in any life-threatening danger, she advanced forward once again and soon encountered another injured Cultivator, though this time it was a Cultivator from the Zixia Sect.
"Save, save me." Seeing someone approaching, this Zixia Sect Disciple instinctively begged the newcomer for help.
Ye Liuyun hurried over, but by the time she arrived, the Zixia Sect Disciple had already breathed their last.
The person looked at Ye Liuyun with eyes that held an extreme desire to live.
That look made Ye Liuyun's heart race with terror; she tried hard to suppress it, but couldn't, and then turned away to retch violently.
"Sigh! You still need to adapt more, kid; there will be plenty more things like this in the future," Lin Qingyou sighed.
Given Ye Liuyun's mindset, if this Zixia Sect Disciple hadn't breathed their last, she might have saved them. As someone from Earth, she held life in reverence. Seeing a living person die right in front of her eyes gave her an inexplicable sense of guilt and unease.
"I don't get it, I can't understand it. Isn't Cultivation just for longevity and Immortal Ascension? What is the point of Cultivating only to send oneself into the Netherworld?" Ye Liuyun asked Lin Qingyou after retching.
Lin Qingyou could not answer this question because humans had always been this way; whether in the Cultivation World or the Mortal World, once there is conflict, people will inevitably die.
The Earth where Ye Liuyun came from was the same, just not as frequently or normally as in this world.
Ye Liuyun advanced again and soon arrived at a cliffside location; the main battlefield lay ahead. The commotion in the main battlefield was immense, with magical power overflowing everywhere, painting a picture of the apocalypse—especially the battles in the Dao Palace Realm, where mountains collapsed and the ground cracked wherever they went.
The originally dense forest had now completely turned into a battlefield shrouded in smoke, with raging fires everywhere and corpses and injured people visible throughout.
Although both sides wanted to minimize casualties as much as possible, once Cultivators became blinded by rage, it was uncontrollable, especially for Cultivators with low Realms, who were easily consumed by the desire to kill.
Therefore, in every Sect conflict, it was always the low-level Disciples who died the most.
"Master, please help me see where Ao Xue is." Although Ye Liuyun was shocked by the spectacular scene before her, she was more concerned about Lin Aoxue's safety.
"I will lend you my Divine Sense; see for yourself," Lin Qingyou said.
After she finished speaking, the next moment, Ye Liuyun felt as if her consciousness had flown out of her body, capable of moving freely.
"Is this what it feels like for Divine Sense to leave the body? It tastes a bit like sleep paralysis," Ye Liuyun muttered.
After muttering, she controlled her Divine Sense to spread toward the battlefield. Soon, everything before her was like looking through a magnifying glass; everything in the battlefield was in full view, and she simultaneously saw Lin Aoxue wrapped in green light.
Lin Aoxue was fighting against Cultivators from the Zixia Sect and its affiliated Sects. The battle between the two families was no longer just a fight between them; not long after they started fighting, four affiliated Sects from both sides also brought large numbers of Disciples and arrived.
There was no other way; the moment they became affiliated forces of the lower-level Sects, they shared the same fate as the main Sect—suffering losses together and prospering together.
"Damn it!" Lin Aoxue's condition was no longer as relaxed as before; her Feathering Power consumed a large amount of soul power each time.
She had already used the Feathering Power three times and could not use it again.
Currently, among Ye Liuyun's Medicinal Pills, there were no pills to replenish soul power.
The people besieging Lin Aoxue were Lingwen Realm Cultivators from the Zixia Sect's affiliated forces. There were four of them, and they were firmly entangling Lin Aoxue.
Although Lin Aoxue was very strong, without her Feathering Power, she could not take on four opponents at once.
"Tch, so annoying. This won't work, I need to take a break." Lin Aoxue felt she was getting a bit tired, so she took out the Diamond Pill refined by Ye Liuyun and swallowed it.
As soon as the pill entered her stomach, Lin Aoxue felt her body rapidly become heavy, and she was forced to fall from the sky and land on the ground.
"Hahaha, this woman can't hold on anymore. A mere Early Stage Linghai Realm, fighting the four of us Lingwen Realm Cultivators alone—to hold on for this long is enough to be proud of. Such a Genius cannot be left alive; kill her." These four knew that Lin Aoxue must be an important Disciple of the Yunxia Sect.
They had developed a killing intent.
However, Lin Aoxue ignored them and sat cross-legged.
As for the four, seeing Lin Aoxue meditating on the spot right in front of them, anger immediately arose in their hearts.
"Damn it, stinking woman, looking down on us? Go to hell." One of the Lingwen Realm Cultivators flew over and thrust his sword at Lin Aoxue.
But his sword strike felt as if it had stabbed into a stubborn rock.
"Clang." The contact between the sword and Lin Aoxue's body made a crisp metallic clashing sound. At the same time, a hairpin in Lin Aoxue's hair erupted with cyan flowing light, which generated a powerful storm that blew the youth away in one breath.
Not only that, but the storm was filled with a large number of wind blades, which shredded him into a bloody mess in one go.
"Ah..." The man screamed repeatedly, finally turning into a bloody, mangled corpse that fell to the side.
An Early Stage Lingwen Realm Cultivator died just like that, but this wasn't Lin Aoxue wanting to kill him; it was his own attack that triggered the defensive Magic Treasure on Lin Aoxue's body.
This item was something Lin Aoxue had bought last time using Yun Yun's contribution points—the Low Grade Spiritual Artifact, the "Green Phoenix Wind-Splitting Hairpin."
This Spirit Rank Magic Treasure could not be activated actively, but once it sensed its Master was being attacked, it would immediately activate. Not to mention Lingwen Realm, even a Daogong First Layer could be injured by it.
"Senior Brother Zhao?" This scene stunned the other three.
How could they have imagined that an Early Stage Linghai Realm Cultivator would have a Spirit Rank Magic Treasure protecting her? How were they supposed to fight this?