The 3,000 Devil Cultivators who were retreating at full speed could only watch as their leader and the three Black Devil Flowers were reduced to ashes by Lu Qingshan's seven sword talismans and disappeared.
Their eyes were about to turn red.
The Demons had split into 17 groups this time. Among so many groups, they were the only ones who had brought three Black Devil Flowers. It could be said that they had put in a lot of effort for the sake of winning.
The situation was going according to their plan.
However, no one had expected that in less than three breaths of time, the situation would take such a huge turn.
Without the Black Devil Flowers, they would not be able to break through the North River Pass' formation in a short time.
And if they could not break through the formation in a short time, the reinforcements from Jade Gate Pass would soon arrive.
With that thought, the hatred and anger in the hearts of the remaining Devil Cultivators grew.
"Die!" One of the high-level Devil Marshals waved a Devil Hammer that flashed with lightning and attacked Lu Qingshan with all his might.
Other than that, there were also Devil Cultivators who drew bows and shot arrows, Devil Cultivators who threw spears, Devil Cultivators who cast spells and Innate Divine Abilities …
In short, there were eight immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their Divine Abilities. Colorful Spell Lights and all kinds of moves surged toward the lone Lu Qingshan, as if they would drown him in the next moment.
Lu Qingshan, who had succeeded in this battle, only smiled as he looked at the various attacks that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
Not to mention Sword Cultivators, even a peak level-seven Body Cultivator would be afraid at the sight of this tide-like attack.
Moreover, surpassing 3,000 cultivation bases had already consumed 80% of Lu Qingshan's Origin Power and all of his Mountain and Sea Power.
Now, with less than 20% of his peak condition, he had to face two serious problems …
How could he withstand this tide-like attack?
And how could he cross these 3,000 Devil Cultivators again and return to North River Pass?
After a moment, Lu Qingshan gave his answer.
He did not choose to take it head-on.
This was neither rational nor realistic.
The Dragon Sparrow shot out again.
It shot in the direction away from North River Pass.
Along with Long Que, Lu Qingshan's figure also disappeared on the spot.
The only thing he could do was to destroy these three Black Devil Flowers.
As for whether he returned to North River Pass or not, it didn't matter much.
In the face of a massive lineup of over three thousand Rank Seven Demonic Cultivators, unless one's individual strength could reach the Eighth Tier, it would be too powerless.
The sword light transformed from the Dragon Sparrow once again wrapped around Lu Qingshan and quickly retreated. In an instant, they left this troublesome place and quickly flew away.
Lu Qingshan dodged most of the Demons' attacks. The few attacks that followed were also blocked by the dustless room that Lu Qingshan once again cast.
In the blink of an eye, he had already used the Formless Sword Escape to escape into the distance.
Only a group of red-eyed Seventh Stage Demonic Cultivators were left. They were either hovering in the air or standing to the side.
They looked at their attacks that missed their target, looked at the Black Demon Flower whose bud had already turned into powder, and looked at Lu Qingshan who was leaving in a cloud of dust. They all fell silent.
The speed of a sword cultivator was not something that others could easily catch up to.
They couldn't do anything to Lu Qingshan.
Perhaps a few Rank Seven Demonic Cultivators who were proficient in speed could just barely catch up to Lu Qingshan.
But the problem was, with seven sword talismans in front of them, who would dare to chase after Lu Qingshan if there were only one or two of them?
What if Lu Qingshan still had an eighth or ninth sword talisman?
They were afraid.
"What should we do next?"
"How could this happen?"
The Demonic Cultivators whispered.
The collapse of the path halfway through the siege was no longer enough to describe the current state of the Demons.
Their current situation was that Demonic Commander Withered Dragon, who commanded the entire army, had died when the siege had just begun. The most important three Black Devil Flowers had also been destroyed.
They were in big trouble.
"Damned human sword cultivators!"
"Without the help of the Black Devil Flowers, with the strength of the human formation, we may not be able to take North River Pass before the human reinforcements arrive …"
"Demonic Commander Withered Dragon is dead. How are we going to explain this when we return?"
"Don't think about this." There was no lack of capable people among the Demons. Immediately, a high-level Demonic Commander stepped forward.
His name was Xuan Du, and he also had an extremely high reputation among the Demons. He commanded the overall situation and said, "Since we've already suffered such huge losses, we must seize the opportunity to take North River Pass.
Otherwise, we, who have spent the most resources, won't be able to complete the most basic mission. How can we face the Devil Lord when we return? "
He shouted loudly. His voice was filled with Devil Qi, and it instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield.
The furious and indignant Demonic Cultivators responded one after another, venting their anger on North River Pass.
The Demons launched a tide-like offensive once again.
The attack was omnidirectional.
The Demons divided into nine directions and attacked North River Pass' Great City Barrier Formation at the same time.
The light of the Great City Barrier Formation constantly fluctuated in the ripples.
In the human cultivation world, the most difficult step in a battle between two sects was usually to attack the Great City Barrier Formation.
If there wasn't an absolute suppression of power, there would often be a fierce battle that would last several years or even decades. Only then could the Great City Barrier Formation be forcefully destroyed.
However, once the battle line was stretched out for such a long time, it was inevitable that there would be many problems.
For example, if the attacking side took the majority of their sect's cultivators away from the sect, it would be fine in the short term, but in the long term, they would have to consider whether the rear would be lost and the enemy would take advantage of the situation.
It was also because of this that in most battles between sects of similar strength, pressure, internal defection, infiltration, and so on were the mainstream methods.
The Demons' siege against the human race was much more difficult than the human race's internal war.
Because the two races were at odds, pressure, internal defection, infiltration, and other methods were generally unrealistic.
And if the Demons couldn't break through the human race's Great City Barrier Formation in a short period of time, the human race's reinforcements would quickly arrive.
Therefore, if the Demons wanted to break through, there was only one way — crushing the human race with strength.
This time, their attack on the North River Pass had been carefully thought out, and they had a card up their sleeves.
However, because of Lu Qingshan's existence, things had taken a turn for the worse.
If they wanted to complete this mission on time, they had to put in a lot more effort.
This meant that the following battle at North River Pass was destined to be a bitter battle of offense and defense.
.....
The North River Pass' Great City Barrier Formation was already operating at full power.
Batch after batch of cultivators took turns to enter the formation and control it to resist the Demons' attacks.
Compared to the Demons, the number of Realm Seven cultivators was the North River Pass's hard problem.
So far, the North River Great City Barrier Formation seemed to be fine and was impregnable. The North River Pass cultivators were hiding in the formation, and there were no casualties for the time being.
However, this was actually like a dam being hit by a flood. Once one of the bricks loosened, there would be a domino effect, and the dam would collapse.
Once the Great City Barrier Formation was broken, the tragedy would begin.
Time was not on the North River Pass' side.
This was because the consumption of magic power could not be recovered in a short period of time.
Even if the North River Pass took turns, the short period of rest was not enough for them to recover their magic power. It was not easy for them to recover even 50% of their magic power.
Of course, without the help of the Black Devil Flowers, the Demons did not have it easy either.
The two sides were in a constant tug-of-war. Sometimes, the Great North River Formation would totter, as if it would break apart at any moment. But at this time, dozens of cultivators would release their life essence at all costs, forcibly saving the formation from imminent danger.
Occasionally, North River Pass cultivators would use the Great City Barrier Formation as cover to launch surprise attacks on the attacking Demon Cultivators, killing them in a frenzy.
Both sides were persevering, competing in perseverance.
In the blink of an eye, almost two days had passed.
After Demonic Commander Withered Dragon died, the high-level Demonic Commander Xuan Du, who took over the command, looked coldly at the rippling North River Pass Formation. His expression was neither sad nor happy.
He knew very well that North River Pass would not be able to hold on for much longer.
"We're almost out of ammunition and food." The general of North River Pass, Wu Yan, had a tired expression on his face.
He looked back at the first batch of North River Pass cultivators who were almost drained of their magic power due to the rotation of the formation. He felt bitter.
When the first batch of cultivators whose magic power was drained appeared, the barely maintained balance was broken.
Following this, they would not be able to make ends meet. Batch after batch of cultivators would exhaust their last bit of magic power. Then, the Great City Barrier Formation would be broken.
"The only thing worth rejoicing over is that Young Master Lu has left this place a long time ago …" Wu Yan's voice grew more bitter as he muttered, "If the Sword Sect's Young Master died along with North River Pass, it would be a great loss comparable to the fall of North River Pass."
He could only rejoice over Lu Qingshan's escape.
After witnessing Lu Qingshan's feat of breaking through 3,000 cultivation bases in one go, Wu Yan's evaluation of Lu Qingshan had risen to a rather shocking height. He directly compared Lu Qingshan's value to the entire North River Pass.
In reality, he was not exaggerating at all.
Indeed, Lu Qingshan had relied on Xia Daoyun's sword talisman to kill the Withered Dragon Demon Commander and destroy the Black Devil Flower.
However, he had relied on his own strength to break through 3,000 cultivation bases.
A Realm Six cultivator had broken through 3,000 cultivation bases in one go.
This was a feat that was enough to shock anyone.
"So … go, go far, far away. With your potential and talent, you'll definitely be able to avenge us in the future …" Wu Yan turned back again. He looked at the pale and exhausted North River Pass cultivators, and a hint of sorrow appeared in his eyes.
"I won't give up. If the city is destined to fall, then I'll die with North River Pass and all the cultivators of North River Pass."
At this moment, a thick sense of vicissitudes appeared on Wu Yan's face. He became much older, as if his life force was slowly fading away.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! "
At this moment, three heaven-shaking rumbles suddenly reverberated between heaven and earth.
It was as if three bolts of lightning had appeared in the distant horizon, attracting the attention of the Devil Cultivators.
They instinctively turned their heads to look.
At this moment, they saw that it was not lightning, but three sword lights.
Blazing red, dark blue, and dark green sword lights streaked across the sky. The entire sky seemed to be divided by the sword lights.
All the North River Pass cultivators were shocked at this moment.
The three sword lights had already killed their way into the Devil Tide while they were dazed.
Dazzling sword lights bloomed, illuminating the land of North River Pass.
The three sword lights had boundless divine power. They slashed toward the Devil Tide and the group of Fire Devils.
These Fire Devils were all Realm Seven cultivators. They were not weak, but at this moment, they were in a mess. Heads rolled, and blood splattered everywhere.
This shocked both humans and Devils. The Devil Cultivators and North River Pass cultivators were shocked.
"This is … Young Master Lu?!" On North River Pass's city wall, Wu Yan looked at the three sword lights and said in surprise, "He's back?!"
The three sword lights circled around the Devil Tide. In just a few breaths, dozens of Realm Seven Devil Cultivators were killed or injured.
"I'm back." This was Lu Qingshan's voice. It spread in all directions.
After that, a figure appeared in the sky outside North River Pass, and he arrived through the air.
"You dare to come back?! How dare you! " The high-level Devil Marshal Xuan Du, who had temporarily taken over the command, looked at Lu Qingshan. His purple eyes were filled with ruthlessness.
"We can't do anything to you if you ran away obediently. But we didn't expect you to come to the Yellow Springs." Xuan Du said savagely, "You're actually tired of living and insist on coming back to die."
"North River Pass is the Jade Gate Pass, and the Jade Gate Pass is the Sword Sect's Jade Gate Pass. I'm the Sword Sect's Young Master."
Lu Qingshan's voice was full of texture. It was like the sound of a sword in the sea of clouds. He was answering Xuan Du and also telling the North River Pass cultivators of his determination. "Since that's the case, I have no reason to abandon North River Pass and escape alone."
Sword cultivators cultivated not only the sword, but also the heart of the sword. They cultivated their thoughts.
"Regardless of whether North River Pass can hold on until reinforcements arrive, I … will fight with all of you until the last moment!" His voice echoed in the world outside North River Pass.
His gaze pierced through the distance and looked at North River Pass.
On the city walls of North River Pass, General Wu Yan's eyes shone with an unprecedented light as he looked at Lu Qingshan outside the city.
An indescribably complicated expression appeared on his face. He was stunned on the spot. No one knew what he was thinking.
A moment later, he suddenly flung his sleeve. With his cultivation level of Realm Seven, his status as the General of North River Pass, and his age that far exceeded Lu Qingshan, he bowed deeply in Lu Qingshan's direction.
"Regardless of whether North River Pass still exists after this battle and how many cultivators of North River Pass survive, from now on, I, Wu Yan, will only recognize Lu Qingshan as the Sword Sect's Young Master!"
Wu Yan's voice was not loud, but it was very steady.
At that moment, almost all the cultivators of North River Pass heard Wu Yan's words.
In the silence, someone was the first to bow in Lu Qingshan's direction.
Soon, apart from the cultivator who was still maintaining the formation, all the cultivators of North River Pass bowed deeply to Lu Qingshan.
Among them, there was Xu Xi, Lin Xi, Chen Xi, Wang Xi …
There were Realm Six cultivators and Realm Seven cultivators …
There were sword cultivators, body cultivators, dharma cultivators, spirit cultivators, beast cultivators, meditation cultivators …
No matter who it was, they only bowed silently.
This was because all words seemed powerless at this moment. They could not express their inner emotions at all.
Crossing 3,000 cultivators with a single sword strike made them fully acknowledge Lu Qingshan's strength and potential.
However, that was all.
However, Lu Qingshan's return under such circumstances made them truly submit to Lu Qingshan, the Sword Sect's Young Master.
The old sword cultivator under the Sword Sect, Xu Xi, gazed at the thin figure in the sky. His withered hand gently stroked his Lifebound Sword as he repeatedly muttered, "I can die without regrets, I can die without regrets …"
The Sword Sect had a good Young Master.
He knew that the Three-Foot Sword in the hands of the Sword Sect's sword cultivators would only make their enemies more fearful.
The Sword Sect's legacy would not be broken, and the Sword Sect's reputation would not weaken.
As for the cultivators of the North River Pass, they would have a good home today.
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