This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1328 - 103: All Waters of the Spiritual Sea Stand Ready

Lu Qingshan wants to use this opportunity to confirm whether the Heart Demon Clan truly perishes both their main body and soul split upon the death of their original form.

Huang Yang is clearly just a soul split, and Lu Qingshan intends to track them back to their lair through Huang Yang.

Then, in the presence of both Huang Yang's main body and soul split, he plans to slay the main body to confirm if his hypothesis is correct.

Secondly, Lu Qingshan also wants to heavily exploit the Heart Demon Clan.

Whether it be experience points or resources, he desires them greatly.

Having squandered the over two billion experience points he had accumulated, Lu Qingshan feels uneasy and needs to replenish them.

Additionally, according to information given by Imperial Heaven, the Heart Demon Clan is born atop the Black Lotus.

The Black Lotus can also nurture a miraculous item that helps cultivators break through the Primordial Spirit bottleneck — the Heart Lotus.

Previously, during a city massacre, Lu Qingshan obtained a Heart Lotus from a Demon Race lord, and with its help, he successfully broke through the mid Soul Realm bottleneck, cultivating his Primordial Spirit realm to late Soul Realm.

He is acutely aware of the powerful efficacy of the Heart Lotus.

If he can raid the Heart Demons' lair, Lu Qingshan believes the quantity of Heart Lotuses he gains will not be small.

Thirdly, the simplest reason.

These demonic cultivators have hunted him down incessantly multiple times; it would be against a sword cultivator's nature not to seek revenge.

You pursued relentlessly, intent on death and restlessness, so now that I have the ability, I must turn around and completely eliminate you. Otherwise, what's the point of cultivating the sword?

A sword cultivator's sense of right and wrong is always straightforward.

Whether for public, personal, or inner reasons, he cannot avoid doing this.

However, under the premise of not knowing the specific situation of this Demon Race gathering point, venturing alone, struggling with the Heart Demon Clan's countless main bodies and soul splits is an extremely dangerous endeavor regardless.

Therefore, before this, Lu Qingshan must first ensure his state returns to peak condition.

Fortunately, after Peach Blossom was promoted to a Pseudo Dao Artifact, the duration of its mark extended to thirty days.

Thus, Lu Qingshan is not in a rush, taking time to recover while waiting for Huang Yang to lower his guard and return to the lair.

.....

After confirming he had shaken off Lu Qingshan, Huang Yang did not relax but continued his hurried flight.

After running like this for an hour, several streaks of radiance flashed across the sky ahead.

On those radiances, strong astonishing auras erupted, creating an impressive spectacle.

Seeing this, Huang Yang immediately revealed an expression of delight.

Because these were their reinforcements.

Huang Yang no longer hesitated and hurriedly rushed to meet them.

Those streaks of radiance stopped after seeing Huang Yang and revealed their forms.

Enormous figures.

Some were demon beasts clad in golden scale armor resembling pangolins, others were Suan Ni engulfed in purple aura and covered in lightning....

In total, five streams of radiance, none humanoid, all fierce demon beasts with cultivation equivalent to Second Tribulation Realm cultivators.

"Roar!"

The Suan Ni beast let out an angry roar upon seeing Huang Yang.

"Lord Tian Mang has fallen?!"

Huang Yang's face changed, but he couldn't conceal the matter, so he reluctantly nodded.

"Aoooh…"

Upon confirmation, the five beasts all emitted deep howls, aggressive aura sweeping through the Nine Heavens, outrage breaking out.

This terrifying scene invoked some trepidation in Huang Yang, who dared not speak.

At this moment, a colossal figure extended a vast claw, pressing downward.

The claw was large enough to cover several mountain ranges, glinting with cold light and extremely sharp, also causing the beasts' howls to cease.

"What exactly happened? Didn't you tell us you were following and slaying the lord's murderer, needing our support?

Why are you here alone now? Where are the others? Where is the murderer who framed Lord Tian Mang?"

The enormous beast towered between heaven and earth, gazing at Huang Yang with eyes like two deep green lakes, speaking coldly.

Huang Yang shivered all over, not daring to delay, hurriedly reporting the specific situation honestly to the terrifying beast.

Upon hearing Huang Yang's account, the beast's expression turned strange.

"An Integration Cultivator slew Lord Tian Mang's main body and forced your eighteen First Tribulation Realm cultivator companions to flee in disarray?"

"Are you kidding me?" It questioned, filled with suspicion.

"Aren't you exaggerating and fabricating stories to shirk responsibility?"

"Huang Yang dare not!" Huang Yang quickly replied, urgently declaring his innocence.

The beast remained silent for a moment, finally releasing another deep howl.

"Lead the way ahead, he might not have gone far in a short time; we still have a chance to find him."

"I want to see if this Sword Cultivator is as outrageous as you say!" the fierce beast shouted.

Huang Yang did not dare to disobey the fierce beast's order, and with these five on his side, he gained confidence in killing Lu Qingshan.

Thus, without hesitation, he immediately led the five fierce beasts back along the path from which they had hastily fled, returning to that bloody battlefield.

........

The Spiritual Energy Storm moved relentlessly forward.

After many initiations, the Spiritual Energy Storm was getting ever closer to the final embroidered peak.

Once it gained new momentum at the embroidered peak, the Spiritual Energy Storm would surge towards the three major cities on the front lines, destroying the human resistance that had been so painstakingly organized.

A situation of inevitable death.

Embroidered Peak, within the small realm.

Dozens of Rinsing Spirit Demonic Cultivators formed a circle, the oppressive atmosphere tinged with unabashed fanaticism.

"Soon, according to the scheduled time, in half an hour, the Spiritual Energy Storm will arrive."

"As the final point of this Spiritual Energy Storm, it will be up to us to propel it through the last stretch, destroying the human resistance."

"We will personally create history!" The leading Demonic Cultivator's eyes were filled with madness.

"Everyone, prepare yourselves; the era belonging to our Heart Demon Clan begins today!"

"Yes!" The other Rinsing Spirit Demonic Cultivators echoed with equal fervor and eagerness.

...

Countless waves of Spiritual Energy rolled outward rapidly as if they were tides upon the ocean, surging forward.

Faintly visible at the end of the tide was a white line.

This view indeed evoked the flavor of the world's wondrous spectacle: "Thunder gathers on the water, and a white spear crosses the river's heart."

Rumble!

The Spirit Sea Tide emitted a series of explosive sounds.

The roaring sound was like thunder.

Wherever it passed, it caused devastating destruction; dust rose from flat earth, trees uprooted, and buildings collapsed with ease.

All things perished, and in the wind lingered a sound akin to a mournful wail.

Zooming in, at the crest of the Spirit Sea Tide, it resembled a single wave rushing forward, its crest like a high wall, Spiritual Energy splashing like water, pearls, and jade shattering.

Like the thousand Sword Sect Sword Cultivators who started from Yumen Pass, launching a westward expedition with sword control.

The scene was equally grand and overwhelming.

This was the Spirit Sea Tide that the Demon Race harbored high hopes for.

Such an awe-inspiring celestial spectacle was worthy of their millennia of preparation.

But just then, an even grander scene unfolded within the spiritual storm of Ferocious Peak.

The thousand-mile Spiritual Energy Storm rang with a sound like a giant bell being struck.

The crest, resembling a high wall composed of fierce and violent Spiritual Energy, crumbled as if struck by a battering ram.

Numerous torrents of Spiritual Energy rolled outward, revealing a gap.

At the same time.

A graceful and ethereal azure rainbow flashed through the gap.

Before the azure rainbow arrived, the Sword Qi had already arrived.

A burst of light from the Three-foot Sword Qi suddenly bloomed, instantly unleashing hundreds of thousands of azure lightning bolts formed by condensed Sword Qi.

Of varying lengths, shapes, and sizes, the azure lightning surged out from the Spiritual Energy Storm through this gap.

The azure lightning traversed the earth.

Continuously formed Spiritual Energy Storms shattered, Spiritual Energy tornadoes arched like earth dragons, and rolled all around.

The "tide" of the Spirit Sea was suddenly drawn away, leaving the "waterway," forming a demarcation line, a dry path.

Then a beam of azure light, thick as a mountain and resembling a comet, soared into the sky, like an unparalleled azure sword, blasted out from behind the peak where the Spirit Sea Tide's power was strongest.

"Finally made it."

A gentle sigh was uttered and soon drowned in the thunderous explosions of the Spiritual Energy Storm.

Man's strength surpasses even the power of heaven.

On the snow-white high wall formed by the Spiritual Energy Storm, a man and a sword stood majestically in the sky.

In azure robes, the Sword Immortal, Xie Qingyun, walked upon the "tide."

Thus, the "water" of the Spirit Sea stood still.