When the news broke out, the entire Cloud River battlefield was in a frenzy.
There were believers, and there were skeptics as well.
No matter what, fighting over two hundred people single-handedly within the same level of cultivation, and emerging as the sole victor in such a lopsided victory, was too bizarre to be true.
Indeed, earlier on, there were rumors that two thousand cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had died at the hands of Lu Yiye.
But in that case, Lu Yiye had made use of some powerful poison, essentially assassinating those cultivators covertly, which had little to do with his own strength.
This time, the situation was completely different.
Even without experiencing it firsthand, just the thought of one man fighting against two hundred was enough to stir the blood, not to mention that Lu Ye left many dead or fleeing in his wake.
