This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1575 - 43: Heavenly Punishment

The scene of the collapsing hills was so shocking that the Evil Venerable seemed to perceive something was wrong. He glanced at the injured Cang Xiu, who could not hold on for long, and unexpectedly gave up the pursuit.

In a flash, he turned towards the Land of Heavenly Punishment.

"Stop him!" Ming Yu’s face turned cold, and she spoke urgently.

Lu Qingshan had become her only hope at this time. Although the current situation was unknown, the Evil Venerable must not be allowed to interfere with Lu Qingshan.

Ming Yu was very clear.

Upon hearing Ming Yu’s words, Cang Xiu rushed out without hesitation.

His right arm, covered in blood, once again slashed through the air.

A mighty Sword Qi appeared in the sky, blocking the Evil Venerable’s path.

However, the Evil Venerable simply raised his palm and gently grasped the incoming Sword Qi.

Immediately, a thick black mist surged from his hand, accompanied by thunderous sounds.

He actually dissipated the Sword Qi by force!

"With your strength, you dare to stop me?" The Evil Venerable’s eyes, full of malicious intent, were fixed on Cang Xiu, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"You’d better think about how to preserve your life first." The Evil Venerable sneered coldly, his eyes flickered as he looked behind Cang Xiu.

Cang Xiu’s heart trembled.

At this moment, waves of energy rippled from behind him.

Immediately, the sound of rushing wind arose.

Ming Yu’s pupils constricted sharply as she looked towards the sky not far away.

A vast demonic shadow, riding on a black mist, surged forward like a tide from the horizon.

The thousands of Ninth Grade Demon Cultivators who had landed on the island with the Evil Venerable and Qian Venerable finally arrived after receiving the message to converge at Jingjian City.

"The demonic army has arrived..."

Facing the monstrous enemy, the cultivators of Jingjian City turned pale.

Although they had long anticipated this scene would appear sooner or later, at this moment, their hearts were inevitably filled with endless panic and despair.

Now even their island lord, Cang Xiu, was struggling to hold his own life, let alone protect them.

Most of them were swordsmiths, fighting was not their forte, not to mention most of them had not reached the Ninth Realm.

This battle would be completely one-sided, leaving no suspense.

In just a few breaths, the demonic tide approached from afar, blocking the cultivators of Lingye Island.

These hundreds to thousands of Ninth Grade Demon Cultivators hovered above the skyline.

At first, they didn’t utter any words, just watched the cultivators of Jingjian City with eyes like wolves staring at lambs, stirring endless chill in their hearts.

Cang Xiu couldn’t help but clench his fists tightly.

"Boring." The Evil Venerable glanced at the countless despairing faces and the unwilling Cang Xiu, shaking his head slowly.

"The whole Lingye Island, only it seems interesting." He turned his gaze to the gathering place of lightning, a sinister grin appearing slowly on the corner of his mouth, then he suddenly swung his hand downward!

"Kill them for me!"

With the Evil Venerable’s order, the demonic army immediately attacked, the demonic qi rolling, containing a violent power strong enough to make one’s hair stand on end, descending overwhelmingly upon the cultivators of Jingjian City.

That scene truly seemed like the end of days.

Even though the cultivators of Jingjian City reacted swiftly and quickly dodged and defended themselves, many were still caught by the demonic qi, exploding into clouds of blood mist.

Watching this scene, Cang Xiu’s eyes were filled with grief and anger.

"Run, as many as can escape!" He shouted hoarsely.

Facing the demonic army, only a brief encounter and Jingjian City suffered disastrous casualties.

In this situation, only letting the cultivators of Jingjian City scatter and escape, as many as could run could escape!

Ming Yu couldn’t help but bite her lips tightly.

This kind of situation was despairing.

Within the city, the swordsmiths, both she and he had more or less interacted with them, and now witnessing such a bloody massacre, how could it not be painful?

Rumble!

At this moment.

An incredibly mighty thunder sounded abruptly, echoing throughout Lingye Island.

From the place where the thunder descended, dazzling electric light suddenly erupted layer by layer.

The thunder spread open, instantly covering the sky.

This sudden appearance of thunder roared and exploded, forming a shockwave that startled the surrounding demonic cultivators into retreating instinctively.

Amidst the surge of sky-filling thunder, eventually, a figure shrouded in lightning emerged.

"What is that?!" The entire battlefield was in an uproar due to the sudden appearance of the thunder.

Even the two great Venerables of the Demon Race, Evil Venerable and Qian Venerable, were momentarily stunned, then their Divine Sense spread out to probe the situation.

"It’s Lu Qingshan, he succeeded!" Ming Yu, upon witnessing this, was first taken aback, then her face couldn’t hide her elation.

She couldn’t help but look towards that figure.

The sudden thunder made everyone, including the fleeing cultivators of Jingjian City as well as the demonic cultivators in the midst of slaughter, halt their actions, casting their gazes toward the figure within the lightning.

The lightning gradually diminished, revealing the figure more clearly, standing unmistakably within Heaven and Earth.

With long black hair flowing, a tall and slender body, pale skin, and the appearance of a young man.

But the sword he held, deep purple, profound, exuded an aura that could change the colors of Heaven and Earth, making everyone wary.

"Lu Qingshan!"

Even in his perilous situation, Cang Xiu couldn’t help but exclaim in shock upon seeing that familiar face, imagining the massive impact it had on him.

The Evil Venerable stood atop Heaven’s Vault, his breath paused, looking at the Lieque in Lu Qingshan’s hand, his eyes filled with violent fluctuations, which soon turned to greed, inadvertently murmuring, "Is that the treasure of Lingye Island?"