In the abyss of the South Shore of the Spirit Huan Sect, in a distorted domain.
Two figures were hidden in the black fog, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.
Apart from that, there was also a black light flickering continuously on the two figures, making their faces flicker between light and darkness.
The old man with the walking stick watched this scene coldly from the side.
"Phew!"
Finally, with a muffled exhalation, the black light faded and gradually disappeared.
It seemed that some kind of ritual had ended.
"How was it?" the old man asked.
"It was Zhishou Tower," one of the figures replied in a muffled voice. "Zhishou Tower did it. The warden cultivators took my 'soul' away. They used all kinds of methods to try to pry open my mouth and find out why we called back the cultivators of Longcheng Pass."
"It's the same for my 'soul'," another figure echoed.
"I see …" the old man said thoughtfully, "This time, we called back too many cultivators of Longcheng Pass. It's expected that it would attract attention.
I just didn't expect Zhishou Tower to be so decisive as to directly attack your 'souls'. "
"My Lord, don't worry. Our 'souls' are divided between us, and we will never leak secrets. Zhishou Tower's methods are useless against us. Playing tricks … we are the experts."
"I'm not worried about that," the old man said very calmly.
With regards to this, he also had the confidence that no one else could do it.
"I'm just worried that we will arouse Zhishou Tower's vigilance." The old man frowned and said slowly, "Zhishou Tower is now under the control of Tianji Observatory Shui Yue. If Tianji Observatory uses the Tianji Mirror, it won't be so easy for us to deceive them."
"My Lord, don't worry. Although the Tianji Mirror is strong, it has many restrictions. Unless it's a critical situation, the Human Race won't dare to use it casually …" one of the vague figures replied, "After all, according to the Human Race, good steel should be used on the edge of the blade, haha …"
The old man's brows furrowed and relaxed, then relaxed and furrowed again. In the end, he could only exhale and say, "I hope so."
The whole Chang 'an year, a full 20,000 years of careful preparation, he could not tolerate failure.
"The arrow is about to be nocked. Soon, soon." The old man's eyes were filled with endless madness.
It was even crazier than the one twenty thousand years ago.
Back then, they just went with the flow.
This time, they would undoubtedly be the main characters.
The old man was absolutely certain.
The waves would be caused by them, and they would also be quelled by them.
"My Lord, how much longer do we have to wait? Haven't we already made preparations? "
"We still have to wait for those two sides to make the first move and create an atmosphere of panic. Only after attracting the attention of the human cultivators will we be able to take advantage of the chaos to make our move," the old man said firmly.
"Fortunately, they're quite cooperative. I've just received news the day before yesterday that they're more or less prepared and are about to take action."
"The Battle of Spirit Seizing is about to begin!" The old man with the walking stick said sternly.
The essence of this Battle of Spirit Seizing was to establish a strong and powerful foundation for them to dominate the two worlds in the future.
.....
Feather Devil City.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, demonic boats carrying small teams of Devil Race arrived.
There were at least a hundred Demon Cultivators on each boat, and most of them were rank-seven Demon Cultivators.
The sky was clear and boundless, but because of the arrival of these Demon Boats, waves of Demon Qi surged in waves.
The Demon Qi was so vast that it covered the sky and the earth. It was spreading in all directions at an extremely fast speed.
From afar, this rolling Demon Qi was like the shadow of a ferocious beast baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It was extremely ferocious.
"We're here," the leading Demon Cultivator shouted.
The next moment, all the Demon Boats stopped. One figure after another flew out of the Demon Boats and stood in the air.
A rough count showed that there were at least three to four thousand rank-seven Demon Cultivators. Among them, the stronger ones were high-level Demon Commanders, while the weaker ones were at least rank-seven.
The leading Demon Cultivator looked down and said slowly, "Is this the doing of the Sword Cultivator who massacred the city?"
He was also a rank-seven Demon Cultivator, but the aura on his body was as boundless as the ocean, suffocating.
That was because he was a top Demon Commander!
Even though there were a lot of Devil Cultivators in the Devil Clan, with seventh-grade Devil Cultivators everywhere and sixth-grade Devil Cultivators like dogs, Devil Cultivators at the level of Devil Commanders were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. They were extremely rare and had an extremely high status.
In his field of vision, he could see that the land within a thousand miles was barren. Cracks spread out like a tortoise's pattern, forming a spiderweb.
It was like a ghost town, and there was no sign of life.
Beside him, a Demon Cultivator from Feather Devil City said respectfully, "Demon Commander Withered Dragon, that is indeed the case."
Demon Commander Withered Dragon closed his eyes slightly, sensing something.
After a while, he opened his eyes and said in shock, "There really is no sign of life …"
"What kind of secret technique is this?"
It was not that he had never seen a secret technique that could extract life, but he had never seen a secret technique that could extract life so thoroughly. Even after a period of time, there was still no sign of life recovering.
It was a domineering and strange secret technique.
The Demon Cultivator from Feather Devil City said, "That sword cultivator was extremely strange from beginning to end. Besides this strange secret technique, he didn't even use his Law Domain when he massacred the city. At that time, we were still wondering how terrifying his Law Domain would be if he used it!"
He was one of the rank-seven Demon Cultivators from Feather Devil City who had survived under the protection of the Black Demon Flower.
"But according to the investigation, the sword cultivator who attacked the city was the young master of the Human Race's Sword Sect, Lu Qingshan." The Demon Cultivator from Feather Devil City said with lingering fear, "The reason why he didn't use his Law Domain from beginning to end is because he is still a rank-six Demon Cultivator and has yet to cultivate his Law Domain."
Jade Gate Pass had publicized Lu Qingshan's battle achievements to the point that almost everyone knew about it. Under such circumstances, it was not surprising that the Demons knew some inside information.
Demon Commander Withered Dragon frowned and asked, "A rank-six Demon Cultivator slaughtered almost everyone in Feather Devil City?"
The Demon Cultivator from Feather Devil City didn't look too good, but he could only nod awkwardly.
"If that's the case, he does have some ability …" Demon Commander Withered Dragon grinned. "I really want to meet him."
"It must feel good to kill the Sword Sect's young master with your own hands," he said viciously.
As a top Demon Commander, he was one of the strongest rank-seven Demon Cultivators in the Burning Moon Domain.
According to Feather Devil City, although the sword cultivator was powerful, his strength did not exceed rank-seven.
As a top rank-seven Demon Cultivator, how could he not be confident that he would be stronger when facing a top rank-six Demon Cultivator?
"However, I didn't come to find him to fight. I have more important business to attend to." Demon Commander Withered Dragon shook his head and temporarily threw the matter to the back of his mind.
This time, he was ordered to lead an army to attack the Human Race's city passes.
He wasn't the only one. There were sixteen other teams waiting to take down the seventeen small and medium-sized city passes that the Human Race had established in the extraterritorial battlefield.
Although they restrained themselves and didn't mobilize any rank-eight Demon Cultivators, they mobilized more than fifty thousand rank-seven Demon Cultivators.
If they were evenly distributed, each human city would be besieged by more than three thousand rank-seven Demon Cultivators.
Without a rank-eight Demon Cultivator guarding each city, the Human Race would not be able to withstand an attack of this level.
It could be said that they were determined to succeed.
"Everyone, rest for half a day in Feather Devil City." Demon Commander Withered Dragon's cold voice pierced through the billowing Demon Qi in the sky. It rumbled like thunder and spread in all directions, reaching everyone's ears.
This time, the seventeen teams were going to attack at the same time and catch the Human Race off guard. His journey was shorter, so he had to rest for half a day in Feather Devil City and wait for the other Demons to get into position before setting off.
.....
Lu Qingshan looked at the majestic city wall in front of him.
North River Pass.
This was one of the seventeen small and medium-sized city passes that the Human Race had established in the extraterritorial battlefield. It was also his last stop.
As long as he familiarized himself with North River Pass, he would have visited all the cities that the Human Race had established in the extraterritorial battlefield.
Without hesitation, Lu Qingshan transformed into a streak of sword light on his sword and headed straight for North River Pass.
Of course, he didn't enter the city with great fanfare, nor did he reveal his identity.
He wanted to familiarize himself with these city passes from the perspective of a bystander. He didn't want to put on the airs of a young master and bask in the glory.
Within North River Pass, red lanterns hung at the entrance of every gate.
This was a tradition of North River Pass. It symbolized victory and illuminated a path home for the cultivators of North River Pass who had died in battle with the Demons.
It was early evening. Lu Qingshan, who had just entered the city, walked along the streets, his eyes red.
There was a hint of sorrow mixed in with the celebration.
He walked along the streets until he arrived in front of a small sword-grinding workshop in the south of North River Pass.
The owner of the Sword Grinding Mill was a blind old man called Xu Xi. Everyone called him Owner Xu.
Logically speaking, there should be no such thing as blindness among the cultivators. With their abilities, blindness was not a chronic illness.
However, this Workshop Owner Xu's blindness could not be cured.
This was because his eyes had been injured by a Soldier Demon's Demon Weapon when he was fighting against it.
Wounds caused by Demonic Cultivators of the Soldier Demon Clan using Demonic Weapons would be haunted by lingering Demonic Qi.
If the Demon Qi could not be removed, his eyes could not be cured.
Xu Xi had been a sword cultivator before his blindness.
However, before that, he had been a sword-grinding master in a sword-forging sect under the Sword Sect.
When he was young, he had sharpened a sword for a sword cultivator of the Sword Sect. When he entered the Sword Sect once, he was immediately impressed by the atmosphere of the Sword Sect.
It was also after that that he "threw away his brush and joined the army". He put down his sword-grinding skills and changed to sword cultivation. He had some success and entered the Jade Gate Pass.
After entering the Jade Gate Pass, Xu Xi learned that the Sword Sect had been guarding the border for ten thousand years and was very strong.
After that, he came to the North River Pass to carry out a support mission, and he had never left since.
In the thousand years in North River Pass, Xu Xi had experienced countless battles.
He was very lucky and survived all of them. Moreover, he managed to cultivate all the way to realm seven.
Unfortunately, Xu Xi's good luck didn't last forever.
In a battle a hundred years ago, he encountered the Soldier Demons. Although he did not die, he was left with an injury that was difficult to heal and could no longer see.
For a sword cultivator, it was obvious what losing his eyes meant.
This meant that he could no longer fight. Although he had Divine Sense, it was only a support and could not replace his vision.
Perhaps some sword cultivators, even if they were blind, even if their hands were disabled, even if they encountered various difficulties, could still pick themselves up and walk a new path.
However, Xu Xi was clearly not such a sword cultivator.
He was just a small sword cultivator with some talent, but in a place like the Jade Gate Pass, he could not be more ordinary.
Xu Xi had lost his ability to fight and could no longer wield a sword.
However, he did not want to leave the North River Pass that he had protected with his life for a thousand years.
North River Pass was a frontline city pass. They would not allow Xu Xi, who had lost his ability to fight, to continue staying in the city. It was too dangerous and meaningless.
In order to continue staying in North River Pass, Xu Xi picked up the sword-grinding skills that he had left behind for many years and opened this sword-grinding workshop.
After all, even a frontline city pass needed these "logistical services".
Fortunately, although his skills were a little rusty, he had not completely forgotten about them.
After familiarizing himself with them for a while, he started working again.
The current Xu Xi was already mentally prepared to die of old age in North River Pass.
.....
The sword-grinding workshop was very empty today. There was no business.
Xu Xi leaned against the counter and sipped the spiritual wine that he had bought.
He was old, and recently, he often thought about the past.
He thought about how high-spirited he was when he first arrived at North River Pass. He thought about how the cultivators in North River Pass taught him how to survive. He thought about how he fought together with his companions on the battlefield, and the scene of that damned devil bastard's head being chopped off by his sword …
He should be nearing the end of his lifespan.
Xu Xi knew that in his heart.
He should not be able to sharpen the swords of the sword cultivators in North River Pass for a few more years.
'If only I could chop off one or two more devil bastards' heads. '
He thought to himself.
However, Xu Xi knew that this was not possible.
Firstly, he was old and did not have much time left. Secondly, how much power could a blind sword cultivator have left?
As he thought this, he could not help but take out his lifebond sword. His wrinkled face gently rubbed against the cold blade.
"Old friend, I'm so sorry," Xu Xi muttered to himself.
Swords were killing weapons, but this sword of his had not been stained with blood for a hundred years.
'I heard from the Sword Sect cultivator who came to sharpen his sword a few days ago that the Sword Sect has decided on a future sect master …
It's said that he's an extremely young genius sword cultivator. Although his cultivation base is only at the sixth stage of the Soul Formation realm, he slaughtered almost all of the higher-ups of Feather Devil City by himself. He's very heaven-defying … 'Xu Xi thought to himself.
'How satisfying. This young Sword Sect's future sect master is truly a young hero. He slaughtered a city at the sixth stage. How incredible …' His thoughts drifted. 'When he truly grows up, he'll definitely be able to kill those devil bastards until they can't tell north from south.'
Xu Xi thought of something again. His expression was a little dazed as he muttered, "The greatest regret in this life is that I didn't get to see Sword Immortal Qingyun's heroic bearing with my own eyes. Now, I don't dare to have such delusions …
My only hope now is to be able to see this Sword Sect's future sect master before I die.
If that happens, I can die without regrets. There shouldn't be anything to think about or talk about before I leave. "
Then, he shook his head. A self-mocking smile appeared on his face that was as dry as old tree bark.
What was he thinking?
It was very difficult to see the future sect master. It was impossible for him to appear here.
In his current situation, even if this future sect master stood in front of him, he would not be able to see him!
Owner Xu Xi, who was in a daze, suddenly heard a clear voice above him. "Owner Xu, can I sharpen my sword today?"
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