This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1570 - 40: Mortal Flesh (Part 3)

And that Thunder Dragon roared, merging with Cang Xiu's right arm, crashing towards the Evil Venerable.

"What a fine Thunder Dragon, this must be the power of your Lingye Island's treasure!" the Evil Venerable remarked in amazement, a greedy gleam flashing in his eyes.

He focused his thoughts and once again employed the Emperor Syllable Mantra!

A plethora of runes appeared densely behind him, forming a massive imperial shadow!

.......

Lightning flowed on the path ahead, each streak carrying a terrifying aura of destruction.

These lightning flashes were not frightening to Lu Qingshan.

What was truly terrifying should be the invisible ancient tribulation power.

Lu Qingshan slowly understood that this ancient tribulation power was the reason the Tribulation Sword could gather Tribulation Thunder and was the miraculous aspect of the Tribulation Sword, like Order Divine Chains, bringing Heavenly Punishment.

At this moment, he had reached the two-hundred-zhang limit as Ming Yu predicted.

He trembled all over, the Purple Gold Lotus in the center of his brow started to dim gradually amidst the changes between light and dark, with its time of brightness growing increasingly short.

Lu Qingshan's Primordial Spirit, under the ancient tribulation power, was decaying and heading towards weakness.

More terrifyingly, his hair unknowingly changed to gray, and then rapidly turned white.

An aged white.

The Spirit is the essence of a person.

If the Spirit is no longer, everything ceases to exist.

So, as the Primordial Spirit decayed, Lu Qingshan's physical body also began to weaken, showing signs of withering, growing ever older, losing vitality.

"Is it truly this difficult?" Lu Qingshan murmured, gazing with a wry smile at the Tribulation Sword suspended quietly six to seven hundred zhang away.

"Retreat, the Divine Sword cannot be touched by a mortal body!" Ming Yu had long anticipated this situation but saw that Lu Qingshan had no intention of withdrawing, and couldn't help but call out across the distance.

"A mortal body...." Lu Qingshan looked at the Tribulation Sword, with a glint of unwillingness and a trace of imperceptible madness in his eyes.

The intent to destroy the decaying soul was growing more astonishing.

It seemed as if one more step forward would cause his soul to scatter.

Without truly immortal strength, it's absolutely impossible to approach the Tribulation Sword.

And how can a mortal body possess immortal strength?

.....

Can a mortal body truly never possess immortal strength?

Lu Qingshan ignored the threat from the ancient tribulation power, his unwillingness at this moment reaching its peak, as if it were about to burst into flames.

He was, after all, someone who dared to fight against the heavens.

What of the divine beings?

Could they be stronger than the heavens?

Lu Qingshan took another step forward.

The pain from the decaying and destroying Primordial Spirit turned his eyes red, making him feel the agony from the depths of his soul. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Yet he didn't care anymore at this time, with only one thought in his heart, and that was...

To advance forward!

.....

Tiny starlights started to rise from above his head.

His Primordial Spirit was dissolving.

"Is this the end?" Lu Qingshan murmured, feeling the ancient tribulation power emanating from his sea of consciousness, yet his eyes shone with more brilliance.

Until now, he hadn't given up.

He firmly believed that he possessed the strength that could be called "immortal," it just hadn't been awakened yet.

Lu Qingshan was pushing himself.

...

"Does he fear death?!" Ming Yu exclaimed, losing her usual composure.

She never imagined, upon reaching the limit, that Lu Qingshan wouldn't retreat as she expected, but continue onward.

"If he continues, he'll die!" Ming Yu turned her head to Zang Xiaojian, incredibly worried, hoping Zang Xiaojian could call Lu Qingshan back or even prepare to retrieve Lu Qingshan herself.

"Mother... look." What she didn't expect was that Zang Xiaojian's face showed no worry, and his eyes instead glowed brightly.

Seeing Zang Xiaojian's expression, Ming Yu considered a possibility, but instinctively didn't dare to believe it.

She subconsciously looked back, and was immediately stunned.

"This...."

Just as black smoke was rising from Lu Qingshan's body, with his physical form about to decay into ash along with the Primordial Spirit's dissolution, a sudden change... occurred!