The combat cultivator's eye twitched violently, cursing internally; he had forgotten that this guy also knew magic and spells, yet he still did not dodge. Instead, he fully activated his protective spirit force and charged toward the incoming spell, hammer striking down.
Boom...
His figure was hurled away, his chest a bloody, charred mess. Lu Ye, riding atop Amber, leapt over him. Not only that, but he also bent down to swing his sword, its blade enhanced by Sharpness spirit runes, flickering with spirit light.
The sound of a sharp weapon cutting into flesh rang out, blood spurted, and before Lu Ye could check his results, he was whisked away by Amber.
"Chase him!" someone shouted from behind, as a flurry of arrows sliced through the air, penetrating the night.
Feeling the urgent reactions of this group, Lu Ye immediately understood that his choice had been the right one.