Fu Qingjin used the last bit of his spiritual energy and lunged over.
Li Qingshan laughed madly and swung his blade.
With a crack, the crack expanded, piercing through the sword.
The treasured sword renowned throughout the world was cut in half just like that. Green light surged out from the crack, dispersing into the surroundings.
No matter how tough a sword was, without the support of spiritual qi, it would not be able to avoid the fate of being destroyed after being forcefully broken like that.
As if he had been struck by lightning, Fu Qingjin was dumbfounded. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth.
The blood-red blade and the Green Ruins sword had clashed countless times. It had already become riddled with wounds, so it was reduced to pieces now.
Fu Qingjin was utterly furious as he lunged over madly. This was the sword that had been passed down through the generations of the Sword Collection palace. It was even more important than his life. If he lost this sword, what right did he have to return to the Sword Collection palace and face the palace master, the elders, and his master?
He took out a handful of scarlet talismans from his hundred treasures pouch. He no longer cared about the oath. He was even willing to die with Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan casually tossed out the hilt of the blade, striking Fu Qingjin in the chest.
With the Green Ruins sword broken, both Fu Qingjin's body and mind were heavily injured. His cultivation had regressed drastically, so how could he still dodge or block? He could no longer turn into green light and drift away, nor did he possess a body as tough as the sword.
With the sound of bones shattering, talismans scattered through the air.
"Fu Qingjin, we've settled our grievances!"
Li Qingshan dismissed his killing intent. At this point, killing was already pointless. Letting Fu Qingjin suffer from the pain of losing the Green Ruins sword was without a doubt the best revenge.
A daemon core that had cultivated for a thousand years and a famed sword that had been passed down for a thousand years. It was very fair.
Fu Qingjin fainted once again.
Before he knew it, the dark clouds had gathered again. The battlefield under the clear sky gradually shrank.
"We've lost!" Liu Changqing murmured. His face was gloomy. It dyed the faces of every single cultivator.
This was not a simple defeat. The overwhelming strength that the Moon Devil had demonstrated shocked everyone. In this realm, who else could be his opponent? If he were to start a massacre, who would be able to stop him?
Just as Gu Yanying had said, this was a general against a general. This game of chess had not even reached the end, but it was already checkmated.
"North Moon, I order you to kill him!"
A voice came from underground. It was clear as silk and entered everyone's ears. Helicoverpa Rosa saw that Li Qingshan had the intention to let go of Fu Qingjin, so she ordered.
Li Qingshan frowned and reached out to grab it. He scooped up the unconscious Fu Qingjin. All he needed to do was clench his fist gently, and the genius of the Sword Collection palace would be dead. He was about to die on the spot.
Everyone thought that. When he obeyed Spider Queen's order to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, he threw Fu Qingjin far away to the group of human cultivators. Everyone was taken aback.
Liu Changqing caught Fu Qingjin and glanced at Li Qingshan in surprise. "Fellow Hua Ci, please heal him!"
"I hope that without this sword, you can still stand before me one day and engage in a true battle with me."
While he was unconscious, Fu Qingjin vaguely heard a familiar voice say that.
Helicoverpa Rosa was taken aback. She never thought that Li Qingshan would actually disobey her orders. Her beautiful face twisted.
"North Moon, I order you to kill them all, or you will receive the most severe punishment!"
Alright!
Li Qingshan unfurled his wings of wind and arrived before the cultivators in a flash. His scarlet eyes swept past every single cultivator's face.
"Let's attack together! I refuse to believe that we can't finish him off if we work together!" Cheng Kaishan bellowed. The cultivators all became restless. They flickered with light as the spiritual and arcane artifacts in their hands were ready to strike.
Li Qingshan stood with his arms crossed, smiling silently. Figures appeared behind him. They were night roamers, all rushing over, proving that he was not alone.
Faced with such a great disadvantage, Cheng Kaishan's face sank. He could no longer say anything else.
"Hold on. Y- North Moon, what do you want to say?"
Liu Changqing stopped the cultivators and went up to receive him. He remembered how he chased away the crying child in the Clear River prefecture in the past. He was not bloodthirsty.
Li Qingshan opened his mouth and let out a great yawn. He waved his hand impatiently. "Don't bother me anymore."
"Yes! Let's go!" Liu Changqing was surprised at first before becoming overjoyed. He even bowed before turning around and saying to everyone.
Although there were many people who were displeased, none of them dared to stay behind and play the hero at a time like this. They all left on their artifacts. Even Cheng Kaishan followed them, afraid to fall behind.
Underground, Helicoverpa Rosa became furious. She ground her teeth and said, "North Moon!"
Li Qingshan smiled and thought, Lolth, don't even think about making me please you again. Of course, I don't mind using another method.
However, as the cultivators all retreated, a single person remained where he was, glaring at Li Qingshan furiously. He was the greatest cultivator of the Clear River prefecture, the slovenly daoist priest, Zhou Tong.
He was wrapped in lightning, and his slovenly daoist robes shone with dazzling light. He seemed like a god.
The Lightning Slaughter wooden sword in his hand flickered with lightning as if it had been plucked from the sky. He pointed it straight at Li Qingshan and glared at him furiously.
"Fellow Zhou, don't try to be brave!" Liu Changqing called out.
Zhou Tong ignored him. "Moon Devil, are you bold enough to fight me to the death? I want you to know that there are other people in the Clear River prefecture apart from disciples of the Sword Collection palace! "
"Alright, come!" Li Qingshan laughed aloud. He had almost forgotten that there was still a small grievance between them. Let's use this opportunity to settle it as well!
Rumble!
Zhou Tong pointed at the sky, and lightning snaked through the clouds. A bolt of lightning descended and struck Li Qingshan.
Lightning was the punishment of the heavens. Among the various techniques of earth, fire, wind, and water, its destructive power was second to none. Lightning as thick as a water tank and as tiny as snakes wormed their way into Li Qingshan's body, wreaking havoc. His entire body became numb, and even his bones trembled.
Just when Li Qingshan wanted to use the spirit turtle's daemon core to suppress the power of lightning, he suddenly discovered that as his body was being destroyed, it was rapidly recovering through his powerful life force. And, after recovering, he actually felt refreshed, as if it was a form of tempering.
The sea of qi in his dantian was filled with flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder, constantly weaving together with the spirit turtle's daemon core. However, as Li Qingshan's strongest defence, the daemon core could not be destroyed by a few bolts of lightning.
He actually felt like he was undergoing a tribulation. It was very comfortable.
"How satisfying!" Li Qingshan just stood there, allowing the lightning to strike him.
"I'd like to see how long you can last!"
Zhou Tong was furious and moved with his sword. He transformed into a welcoming array. He appeared in Li Qingshan's surroundings. Bolts of lightning struck Li Qingshan's body incessantly.
Li Qingshan stood with his arms crossed. He did not budge at all. His scarlet hair stood on end. As his head swayed, he began to recite.
"Even after being tempered by countless blows, I am unyielding!"
"I can't go on like this. This bastard's body is far too tough. Even regular lightning can't heavily injure him. The Divine Heaven Method of Lightning Wielding is powerful, but it depletes spiritual qi far too quickly. Even spiritual stones can't make up for it. Moon Devil, how dare you be so careless. I'll show you the true power of heavenly lightning! "
Zhou Tong thought. He dismissed the illusions and stepped into a dignified stance. He chanted. He pointed the Lightning Slaughter wooden sword in his hand up and down. Amidst the crackling sounds, arcs of thunder and lightning were drawn out.
The dark clouds above him became brighter and brighter, but no lightning struck down. Within the rumbling thunder, a colossal beast seemed to be accumulating energy.
A figure of lightning appeared on Zhou Tong's body. Its beak protruded like an eagle's, and it had a pair of wings on its back. It wielded a hammer in one hand and an awl in the other, but it was extremely dignified. It was the image of the legendary Lord of Thunder.
Although this was a world of cultivators, no one dared to refer to themselves as gods. Even the most powerful Nascent Soul cultivators did not have the right to do so. The fact that it could borrow the power of gods only demonstrated how terrifying this move was.
The spirit turtle's daemon core immediately warned him. If he could endure the power of lightning, he would be tempered, but if he could not, only death awaited him.
"Lord of Thunder …" Zhou Tong bellowed furiously, with a faint rumble of thunder. However, before he could even say "Striking the Daemon", Li Qingshan, who had been standing there obediently the entire time, arrived with a flash and grinned.
"Give it to me!"
"Be careful, fellow Zhou!"
Zhou Tong was about to unleash his ultimate move, but he had yet to do so. He just happened to be immobilised, so he watched helplessly as Li Qingshan grabbed the Lightning Slaughter wooden sword and forcefully snatched it away with brute force.
Rumble! A string of lightning erupted from the dark clouds in the sky, illuminating the surroundings and drowning out the cries of alarm.
Having lost Zhou Tong's control, the terrifying ultimate move, "Heavenly Lightning Striking the Daemon", came to an end.
"Do you really think I'll let you beat me up as you please?" Li Qingshan said meaningfully. He weighed the Lightning Slaughter wooden sword in his hand. "I'll spare your life. Let me play with this thing!"
The Lightning Slaughter wooden sword was the item that the slovenly daoist priest cultivated with his life, but the power he used to control it was obviously not enough to surpass Li Qingshan's fourth layer of the ox demon.
Zhou Tong stared at the Lightning Slaughter wooden sword in Li Qingshan's hand. His face twisted in embarrassment and fury. Forcefully dragged back by Liu Changqing, he did not put up much of a struggle. He knew that if he continued, he would only be asking to be humiliated.
Never would he have thought that today's tribulation was connected to a karmic event that happened to him several years ago.
Li Qingshan pointed at him. "Who else refuses to accept this? I'll deal with all kinds of people who refuse to accept this today!"
"I'll try you, daemon!" Cheng Kaishan called out.
"But after this, I'm going to start a massacre." Li Qingshan rubbed his fingers and glanced at Cheng Kaishan indifferently.
Cheng Kaishan felt all of his hairs stand on end. He saw how Li Qingshan did not start a massacre, so he was thinking about fighting the Moon Devil. Even if he was no match for the Moon Devil, he would still be able to retain some dignity. However, after hearing what Li Qingshan had said, he immediately regretted it greatly.
"Fellow Cheng, don't be rash. The daemons are powerful. Let's plan for the long term!"
"Alright, today I'll …" Cheng Kaishan immediately backed down. Originally, he wanted to say, "I'll spare you." However, on second thought, if he angered the Moon Devil with that, it would probably be difficult to clean up the mess, so he shut his mouth resentfully.
"Sir North Moon is mighty!"
Under the celebratory cheers of the night roamers, the cultivators fled into the distance with ashen faces.
When Li Qingshan gave up on stopping the war, the war had come to an early end under his will.
All of his grievances had been settled, so he felt utterly at ease.
However, he understood that the chaos was nowhere near over. The chess game had come to an end. The chess players could finally break free from their final restraints and take the stage.
His troubles had only just begun. Whether it be the Sword Collection palace that had lost its sword or Wen Zhengming that had lost a disciple, they would all treat him as their mortal enemy. However, these matters were still far away.
Ye Liubo said in worry, "Master, how are you going to explain to ma 'am Spider Queen?"
Li Qingshan gazed at the sky. Gu Yanying had already vanished. He lowered his head and smiled.
"I'll go see her right now!"
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