This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1568 - 40: The Body of a Mortal

In the blink of an eye, the small characters of fireflies cascaded down like a waterfall in Lu Qingshan's vision once again.

"Acquired Sixth Tribulations Realm advancement task: [One punch to solve it, better than a hundred punches to fix it]."

[One punch to solve it, better than a hundred punches to fix it]: "Hundreds of reasons cannot withstand four words—though far, must be destroyed"—the alliance of the Human Race and the Taoism, after ten thousand years, has turned against each other, necessitating punishment.

......

A gleam of determination flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

The flowing firefly-like characters in front of him vanished accordingly.

He exhaled a long breath, a mocking smile slowly spreading across his lips.

Never before had an advancement task resonated so much with his intentions.

From the moment he saw Dao Yuanzi in Jingjian City and confirmed that the Taoism had long allied with the Demon Race, Lu Qingshan had no intention of sparing these turncoats from the Taoism.

Especially since the Taoism used him as a pretext to break their alliance with the Human Race.

If one offends me, I shall offend him too.

This is not only Lu Qingshan's principle but also the principle of a Sword Cultivator.

And now, he had one more reason.

See, even 'Deep Blue' insisted he must deliver that punch.

However, there's a more pressing matter awaiting Lu Qingshan right now.

So, Lu Qingshan temporarily put this issue aside, quickly putting away the Deep Blue panel.

The Fifty-Ninth Heavenly Tribulation had passed, and his cultivation made another significant leap.

Lu Qingshan could clearly sense that the ancient calamity's power shrouding him seemed to have weakened a bit—of course, the power of the ancient calamity couldn't simply weaken for no reason; it was just that his strength grew, making the ancient calamity's power appear weaker by comparison.

I have grown stronger, which means you have grown weaker.

The well-known theory of relativity.

However, this slight enhancement in cultivation provided limited help for Lu Qingshan to approach the Tribulation Sword.

He looked towards the Tribulation Sword not far away.

A mere thousand feet separated them, seemingly within reach, but in truth, it was an insurmountable chasm.

The only good news was that there was no longer any interference from the Heavenly Tribulation.

Lu Qingshan gritted his teeth hard, the determination on his face becoming even more resolute.

He took another step forward.

Retreat was certainly an option.

But as long as the direction is right, how could a Sword Cultivator ever regret?

Boom!

Every ounce of Lu Qingshan's cultivation, Primordial Spirit Power, exploded to its extreme at this moment.

.....

"No, it's still too far," Ming Yu sensed the overwhelming power emanating from Lu Qingshan at the outskirts of the Land of Heavenly Punishment.

It was a strength far beyond her imagination and understanding, a power she never thought possible from a Fifth Tribulation Realm cultivator.

At any other time, she would have marveled at the might of such power.

But now, Ming Yu's assessment could only be summed up in two words: "Not enough."

Yes, Lu Qingshan's foundation is deep, his power is strong, far surpassing those of the same realm.

However, no matter how strong, he was not stronger than Honorable Realm cultivators, and there was still an extremely vast gap between him and them.

And this chasm was one that even Honorable Realm cultivators couldn't cross.

Moreover, the gap was not just a small one; he hadn't even covered half the distance before reaching his limit, beyond which he could no longer advance.

The fact that Lu Qingshan could traverse twenty percent of the journey with his Fifth Tribulation Realm cultivation was already incredibly impressive, causing Ming Yu to look at him with newfound respect.

"Tribulation Realm Primordial Spirit... In terms of Primordial Spirit strength alone, it can already compare to a Ninth Realm Cultivator. This is his strongest aspect. It's no surprise that the ancient calamity will target his Primordial Spirit..."

"Tribulation Realm Primordial Spirit, he should be able to advance another two hundred feet, and by then, he would reach his limit," Ming Yu said to Zang Xiaojian, offering her judgment.

Zang Xiaojian clenched her fists tightly in nervous tension.

Compared to Ming Yu, she was still too young, not rational enough, too naive, but it also made her more inclined to believe in the occurrence of miracles.

Yes, Ming Yu wouldn't deceive her, and Ming Yu did say it was absolutely impossible.

But... what if?

For Lu Qingshan, she had this inexplicable trust.

Since Lu Qingshan attempted even knowing the rules, it showed that he had some level of confidence, didn't it?

Thinking this, her hopes grew even bigger.

Because Zang Xiaojian understood that the Tribulation Sword was the only current hope to save Lingye Island, to save her parents.

.....

Ming Yu's judgment was indeed correct.

Lu Qingshan advanced step by step, steadily approaching the two hundred feet limit she mentioned.

Puff!

Finally, Lu Qingshan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Purple Gold Lotus at his forehead fluctuated in brightness, indicating the immense pressure felt by his Primordial Spirit.

Not only did blood spray from his mouth, but there was also blood flowing from all his seven orifices.

The power of the ancient calamity had reached an indescribable degree at this moment.

And it must be noted that even up to now, Lu Qingshan had only advanced about four hundred feet, leaving roughly six to seven hundred feet to cover before reaching the Tribulation Sword.

It's almost unimaginable how Lu Qingshan will be able to cross the remaining stretch.

The crisis had indeed reached its pinnacle.

It's not only on Lu Qingshan's side, but also for Cang Xiu.

....

Boom boom boom!

Thundering explosions echoed throughout Jingjian City.

The battle between Evil Venerable and Cang Xiu grew increasingly intense.

Shuh!

As Cang Xiu's right arm sliced through the sky, aiming for the Evil Venerable's head, the Evil Venerable responded by punching up at the sky, leaping forward fiercely, simple yet violent in its execution.

Arm and fist clashed with each other.

A vast oppressive force instantly enveloped the eight desolations.

This power was overwhelmingly majestic, truly awe-inspiring.

"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would never have believed that among your Longevity Clan, there could be a cultivator possessing such combat power!" stated the Evil Venerable, enunciating each word clearly as both he and Cang Xiu simultaneously retreated several steps back.

The Longevity Clan is considered a great clan, but compared to their Demon Race, it is still too insignificant.