The Sword Sect.
Xi Xiang sat in the hall leisurely.
Recently, he had been in a good mood.
Suddenly, the old sword cultivator's expression changed and his gaze swept toward the main entrance.
A cultivator was hurrying in from the outer door.
"Li Zixu, did you gain something from the interrogation? Why are you in such a hurry?" Xi Xiang hurriedly stood up and looked at the young cultivator who walked in. He frowned as he realized something.
The young man who came in was the Zhishou Tower's cultivator sent by the Da Xia Kingdom to assist the Sword Sect in interrogating the cultivators of the Hades, Warden Li Zixu.
This person was proficient in interrogations and his "achievements" in the past few decades had been impressive. He had managed to pry out a lot of information from the stubborn cultivators of the Hades. Because of this, he had risen to fame and was highly regarded by the Zhishou Tower.
Li Zixu cupped his hands and said anxiously, "May I know where Lu Qingshan of your sect is now?
I've just received news that the cultivators of the Hades have sent out two groups of cultivators to kill him. The Void Refinement cultivators your sect has captured this time are only one of the groups! "
"What? The thirty-two Void Refinement cultivators are only one of the groups of cultivators of the Hades?!" Xi Xiang's expression changed abruptly as he realized the severity of the situation. "Have you asked the second group of cultivators of the Hades when, where, and how they are going to attack?"
Li Zixu looked troubled. "Spiritual Master, you know that the cultivators of the Hades have done an excellent job of keeping secrets. I've also used some special means to get this information from the leader of the Hades. As for the details, he doesn't know either.
As for the remaining thirty-one cultivators of the Hades, he doesn't even know that there are two groups of cultivators on their side … "
One of the reasons why the cultivators of the Hades had been so persistent for so many years was that they had done a good job of keeping information confidential.
In terms of keeping information confidential, the cultivators of the Hades had double insurance.
First, they had set up various traps for their subordinates so that once they revealed information about the Hades, their spirits would disperse.
However, you have Zhang Liang's Stratagem, and I have my Wall Ladder. No matter how powerful the method is, it's inevitable that the human cultivators will find a way to break it.
Therefore, Hades set up a second layer of insurance, and that was to keep the information confidential. As long as his subordinates didn't know anything, even if they wanted to leak the information, what could they leak?
For example, this time, there were two groups of Hades cultivators who were tasked with the same mission. However, aside from the leaders, Yin Du and Yuan Cang, who knew some inside information, the remaining thirty-one Spatial Tempering cultivators were completely clueless.
Hope Elephant paced back and forth in the hall and reacted immediately.
He hurriedly sent a sword letter to Lu Qingshan, informing him of this shocking news.
In the end, Jian Xin sank like a stone into the ocean.
A bad feeling welled up in his heart.
Without hesitation, Xi Xiang apologized to Li Zixu and quickly left the peak to look for Lu Qingshan.
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Fifteen minutes later, at the Sword Sect's Relay Peak, which was responsible for the transmission of spiritual messages.
"What? Lu Qingshan left the sect a day ago?!" Xi Xiang's expression immediately darkened. "Do you know why he left the sect?"
"It was Senior Apprentice Brother Qingshan who sent a spiritual message from his family in the Southern Mountain Range. I don't know the specifics.
However, after receiving the spiritual message, Senior Apprentice Brother Qingshan left the sect in a hurry. I think something must have happened in his family. That's why he rushed back … "The Relay Peak disciple noticed that something was wrong with his Martial Uncle's expression. He hurriedly recalled the specifics of the situation and gave his own judgment.
"Under such circumstances, a spiritual message from his family …" Xi Xiang's expression darkened.
He was ninety percent sure that this was the work of Hades' second group of cultivators.
To be honest, he really couldn't understand why the cultivators of Hades valued Lu Qingshan so much.
Even though Lu Qingshan was a disciple of his sect whom he valued greatly, he felt that it was too much for Hades to send thirty-two Void Refinement cultivators just to kill Lu Qingshan.
However, who would've thought that such a large force was only half of Hades' manpower?
If thirty-two Void Refinement cultivators came again, how was Lu Qingshan going to survive without him?
Due to the Sword Sect's own "sect culture" and the problem of numbers, there was no such thing as a guardian.
After all, a baby eagle would never learn how to fly under the protection of an old eagle.
However, Lu Qingshan's situation was clearly beyond his control. As a senior of the Sword Sect, he had to save him.
Xi Xiang didn't dare to think too much. He immediately sent a message to gather nearly ten Tranquil Peak cultivators and rushed to the Southern Mountain Range together.
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Finally, under Yuan Cang's cold gaze, Lu Qingshan moved.
With twenty-four bloody sword wounds, he unyieldingly launched his twenty-fifth attack.
Lu Qingshan ran forward in large strides. Due to the excessive blood loss, he even staggered a little.
The River of Forgetfulness in his hand was cold, but the blood in his body was burning hotter and hotter. The killing intent in his chest boiled and was about to burst out.
Lu Qingshan's footsteps became faster and faster. Every step he took on the ground full of gullies was like a war drum, thumping loudly.
The momentum of a single person was like a steel torrent of thousands of soldiers and horses charging forward.
Lu Qingshan's gaze was like a sword, shooting at Yuan Cang who was standing in the same spot, unmoving like a mountain, waiting for him to attack.
In the previous twenty-four exchanges, Lu Qingshan's injuries were so severe that he was hanging on by his last breath. However, Yuan Cang was unharmed. He didn't even move an inch.
He indeed had the confidence and capital to not take Lu Qingshan seriously.
Yuan Cang was already in front of him.
Lu Qingshan was expressionless. His Qi was circulating to its peak state.
His mind quickly triggered the true spirit of the green snake in his sea of consciousness.
A sword Qi swam above the River of Forgetfulness and then exploded.
The sword was full of green Qi. Layers of sword Qi were produced.
A green snake appeared out of nowhere.
This was not enough. The killing intent that had been accumulating in Lu Qingshan's body for a long time rushed out like a wild horse.
One Qi over another, killing intent over still Qi.
One Will over another, twenty-four layers of killing intent stacked.
This time, the name of this killing intent was called …
The True Meaning of Destruction!
Between life and death, the Slaughter Sword Will that was only a hair's breadth away from upgrading finally evolved into the True Meaning of Destruction at this moment.
The True Meaning of Destruction was the ultimate "damage increasing". It instantly merged with the green snake Sword Qi that was soaring in the wind.
The green snake's charm skyrocketed. Scales formed on the snake's body.
Seeing this scene, Yuan Cang, who had been sitting steadily on Mount Tai, could not help but frown. He muttered to himself, "This is really beyond my expectations …"
In this green snake Sword Qi that had merged the living spirit of the sword Qi, the True Meaning of Destruction, and the power of the mountains and seas, he felt a faint sense of threat for the first time.
This feeling made him lose his sense of superiority like a cat playing with a mouse. It also made him lose his patience.
He was not prepared to continue playing with Lu Qingshan like this.
Anyway, he had had enough fun.
This time, it would be Lu Qingshan's last attack.
He had already made up his mind to end this game.
However, it was better to block this green snake Sword Qi first.
Yuan Cang's heart skipped a beat. The black sword in his hand suddenly slashed down. A huge sword aura burst out like a rainbow.
The sword aura formed by elemental energy had an irresistible power. Even if it faced the green snake Sword Qi released by Lu Qingshan, it was not afraid in the slightest.
It was still the simplest way to defeat ten with brute force.
The green snake Sword of the River of Forgetfulness was approaching.
The green Qi covered the sky. In terms of power, it was not earth-shattering, but its boldness was rare in the world.
Just as the two Sword Qis were about to collide, Lu Qingshan caught sight of a lithe red figure from the corner of his eye.
Lu Qingshan's mouth twitched.
Ever since their first clash, Lu Qingshan had changed his sword to the River of Forgetfulness, but he had not put the Dragonfinch away.
That was because the Dragonfinch had a spirit, and he needed the Dragonfinch's help at critical moments.
Against Yuan Cang, he did not need to think about contacting Qin Yitian. He had to focus all his attention on his sword moves. He did not dare to be distracted in the slightest. Only then would he have a chance to turn the tables.
However, he believed that Qin Yitian would appear when he needed her.
This was the trust and tacit understanding that the Sword Master and his Natal Sword had developed after fighting side by side countless times.
Yitian …
Our hearts are linked, aren't they?
Qin Yitian swung her Dragonfinch.
Spell Breaker!
The Sword Force formed by Yuan Cang's Origin Energy dissipated under Qin Yitian's attack.
The green snake was no longer in its path. Its tongue was already licking Yuan Cang's face impatiently.
Yuan Cang's expression changed. He was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the beautiful sword-wielding woman and the collapse of his Sword Force.
But even so, Yuan Cang was still confident.
He was a Soul Formation cultivator.
For the first time, a solemn expression flashed across his eyes.
He was serious.
Whoosh!
A second sword appeared in Yuan Cang's left hand.
He actually had two lifeblood swords!
Yuan Cang raised his left hand slightly. A thick Sword Will of Slaughter infused the sword in his left hand. He stabbed it toward the green snake's head.
The ferocious green snake's head was pressed against Yuan Cang's sword. Its entire body shook, trying to advance and swallow Yuan Cang.
Compared to the enormous green snake's Sword Qi, Yuan Cang's attack seemed insignificant.
However, such a small sword was like a stabilizing needle, firmly stopping the green snake three feet in front of him.
At the same time, Yuan Cang's Origin Energy shield surged out of his body, protecting him.
This was to guard against Qin Yitian's sudden appearance.
An Origin Energy shield was not a high-level defensive technique. It was the same as a Spirit Energy shield. It was just the most basic way of using Dharmic powers. It was the simplest form of defense.
However, due to the crushing power of elemental energy over spiritual energy, even the simplest elemental energy barrier was not something that a Nascent Soul cultivator who had yet to cultivate elemental energy could break through.
…
A storm raged in front of Yuan Cang. The green snake's wind stirred up a cloud of dust.
The Sword Qi of the green snake's Sword Qi forced Yuan Cang back several feet. His legs sank deep into the ground. Dirt and gravel flew everywhere.
Even so, the Sword Qi of the green snake could not break through Yuan Cang's left hand.
Moreover, the Sword Qi that formed the green snake's body was dissipating. Its power was weakening.
Finally, Yuan Cang's left hand tore the green snake apart.
But the moment the green snake disintegrated, Lu Qingshan did not even let out a breath. Instead, he rushed forward again. A piercing sword pierced toward Yuan Cang's forehead.
"Where did he get this power from?!" Yuan Cang panicked for the first time.
He clearly sensed that Lu Qingshan had used up all his strength in the last attack.
The power of this sword strike seemed to have appeared out of thin air. It was completely illogical.
Yuan Cang was terrified and surprised, but Lu Qingshan's face was almost deathly calm.
At this moment, his body was burning like a volcano. The pain was indescribable.
Secret Sword: Heaven Suppressing!
He had chosen to overload himself with the Secret Sword of Heaven Suppressing in such a terrible state.
This kind of behavior was no different from courting death.
But Lu Qingshan could not care less about this.
If he used the Secret Sword of Heaven Suppressing, he might die.
If he did not … he would definitely die.
He had no choice.
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The son of a rich family was not in charge. Even in this situation, Yuan Cang still retained the superiority and pride of a Soul Formation cultivator.
Lu Qingshan was going all out. He was not prepared to put himself in danger.
He could see that Lu Qingshan's attack was his last struggle.
If that was the case, why should he fight him?
If he was not careful, he might even be injured. Why bother?
He just had to stop him.
As long as he could stop this attack, Lu Qingshan, who was holding on, would collapse on his own. There was no need for him to do anything.
That was what Yuan Cang thought, and what he did.
He could block with one sword and attack with the other. But in the end, he chose to cross his swords in front of him and defend with all his might.
On the other side.
Fighting with his life?
Lu Qingshan was not just fighting with his life. He was waving his sword with his life.
Back in Chicken Soup Temple, after cultivating the Dragon Elephant Mystic Skill and opening 360 Essence Apertures, he could vaguely sense the Fate Wheel hidden in the depths of his body even though he was only a Qi Refinement cultivator.
Now, his cultivation base had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul realm. His perception of the Fate Wheel was much clearer than when he was a Qi Refinement cultivator.
What was the Fate Wheel? It was actually the Fate Wheel of the human body.
The Fate Wheel spun continuously, and the human body grew and multiplied endlessly.
But one day, once the Fate Wheel stopped spinning, the person would die.
Yuan Cang did not understand how Lu Qingshan could produce such a powerful divine power when he had exhausted all his strength.
This power was not produced out of thin air. It was because Lu Qingshan had used the Dragon Elephant Mystic Skill, Introspective Convalescence!
The Introspective Convalescence that had opened 360 Essence Apertures allowed Lu Qingshan to control the power in his body and gain insight into the details.
This time, he used the power of the Fate Wheel that he had gained insight into.
The golden Fate Wheel, which was invisible and deeply hidden, began to spin rapidly.
It looked like a fast-forwarded clock, but also like a rapidly spinning millstone.
As the Fate Wheel spun, waves of blood and Qi suddenly overflowed from it, turning into a powerful force that supported his sword.
The First Sword of Suppressing Heaven was exchanged for by Lu Qingshan with a hundred years of his life.
Clang!
One of the two swords in Yuan Cang's hands was immediately sent flying by Lu Qingshan's sword.
A mouthful of blood spurted from both of their mouths at the same time.
Yuan Cang looked as if he had gone mad. He looked at Lu Qingshan's pale face, which was covered in blood but could not hide, and revealed a hideous smile.
So what if you're ruthless?
Didn't I still block it?
Lu Qingshan twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he understood the sarcasm in Yuan Cang's eyes.
Then, he stabbed forward with his right hand holding the sword again.
The Second Sword of Suppressing Heaven.
This time, he exchanged 200 years of his life for the Second Sword.
This sword also caused the remaining sword in Yuan Cang's hand to be sent flying.
But this was not the end. The Second Sword of Suppressing Heaven continued forward, stabbing at Yuan Cang's last defense, the Origin Energy shield.
A sunken point appeared where the tip of the Forgetting River in Lu Qingshan's hand met Yuan Cang's glabella.
On the Origin Energy shield, Origin Energy spread out from the tip of the sword and kept thinning.
At the same time, the power in Lu Qingshan's sword was also fading rapidly.
After a short confrontation, the Forgetting River finally ran out of energy three inches away from Yuan Cang's glabella.
At this moment of life and death, Lu Qingshan, whose face was bloodless, slowly closed his eyes and swung his sword again.
The Third Sword of Suppressing Heaven.
He exchanged 300 years of his life for the Third Sword.
Since the first sword was swung …
Lu Qingshan's mind was only focused on advancing. He had no thoughts of survival, let alone retreat.
If the first sword did not succeed, then the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth …
A Nascent Soul cultivator had a lifespan of a thousand years. Lu Qingshan was 21 years old this year, and he had 979 years of life to use.
On the line between life and death, he no longer thought about life and death.
Today, either I, Lu Qingshan, will cut off all my life and die, or you will be killed by me.
It was better to advance than to stop!
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