This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1584 - 46: Cloud-patterned Primordial Stone

Lu Qingshan and Zang Xiaojian moved like lightning across Tianya Island.

Curiously, although their speed was astonishingly fast, not a single sound was emitted.

For Lu Qingshan, it was due to the miraculous power of Fuyao, but as for Zang Xiaojian...

"Hong Feather, crafted by the swordsmith Feng Piaoxu, possesses the sharpness of a sword artifact while also having the characteristic of being as light as a feather. I've fused it into my flesh," Zang Xiaojian explained.

Unlike Fuyao, the lightness of Hong Feather pertains solely to the sword itself; it is not completely invisible and silent, nor can it conceal the movements of its sword master.

However, with the blessing of the Hidden Skills Divine, Zang Xiaojian could also move with the lightness of a feather.

It was precisely with the help of this sword that she could silently follow behind Lu Qingshan and even intervene at crucial moments to prevent the escape of a Tao tribe second-rank cultivator—although that was only because Zang Xiaojian arrived just in time.

The two headed directly towards the second mining field of the Tao tribe.

Tianya Island was vast, and even at their speed, it took them about an hour to reach their destination.

From a distance, they could already see a large expanse of luxurious buildings situated ahead.

That was a Taoist field established within the Tao tribe's mining area.

This scene was far beyond what Lu Qingshan had previously destroyed in the first mining field.

Because this mining area was the largest and most precious among all of the Tao tribe's fields.

Over thousands of years, this vein had supported the resource consumption of Tao tribe cultivators, helping the tribe cultivate one strong person after another.

The importance of this mining area is self-evident; it could be said to be the lifeblood of the Tao tribe.

Thus, the Tao tribe specifically established a Taoist field here, allowing their experts to guard the mining area while spreading Tao and cultivating.

......

Lu Qingshan halted here.

After carefully sensing for a moment, he murmured, "There are many people. It's impossible to resolve the battle as swiftly as before; we can only try to speed up."

Because of the Taoist field's presence, the number of cultivators in this mining area far exceeded that expected in a mining area.

This was slightly different from Lu Qingshan's expectations, but it wasn't enough to change his strategy.

He took a deep breath, and under Zang Xiaojian's sparkling gaze of astonishment, his hands formed a profound seal technique, and finally, his right palm outlined mysterious Taoist patterns.

Lu Qingshan pressed his palm downward, and waves of extremely peculiar fluctuations spread from his palm, extending across the entire land.

Boom! Boom!

Soon after, Zang Xiaojian saw the vast earth turning barren at a pace visible to the naked eye.

Underneath that barrenness, the ground of the mining area made subtle, rapid tremors, as terrifying, vast energy converged towards the center of the desolation, into Lu Qingshan's body.

"I see." Zang Xiaojian murmured.

When she arrived at the mining field earlier, Lu Qingshan had already unleashed the Power of the Mountains and Seas.

At that time, she only saw the barren, cracked ground, knowing it was Lu Qingshan's doing, but not exactly how.

Now, she witnessed it with her own eyes.

Seeing the changes to the surrounding earth, and sensing the torrential, surging energy in Lu Qingshan, her astonishment was beyond words.

The Power of the Mountains and Seas is destined to be a Taoist method that would surprise anyone.

After temporarily converting the life force within the earth into his own, Lu Qingshan's elemental force surged, unbeatable.

Such tremendous commotion, sweeping across the entire vein, instantly alarmed the cultivators in the Taoist field, prompting them to rush out.

"What's going on?!" They were both furious and astonished, mixed with a sense of panic.

The vast mining field had become desolate and ruinous before their eyes, and they couldn't imagine how to face the elders of their tribe afterward.

They could only hope the depths of the vein remained unharmed!

"Is it just these few people?" Lu Qingshan's eyes sparkled, as he looked towards the Tao tribe cultivators rushing out.

Six Ninth Realm cultivators, with one being at the third-rank, two at the second-rank, and the remaining four at the first-rank. This was the quantity and strength of high-level cultivators at this Taoist field.

Additionally, there were dozens of Eighth Realm cultivators following behind the Ninth Realm cultivators of the Tao tribe.

An Eighth Realm cultivator, speaking such words to six Ninth Realm cultivators, seemed outrageously arrogant, but none of the Tao tribe's Ninth Realm cultivators laughed; they merely watched Lu Qingshan with cold, vigilant, yet horrified eyes.

"It's you, Lu Qingshan!" One of the first-rank cultivators stared wide-eyed, recognizing Lu Qingshan's identity.

He had previously been stationed in Heavenly River City among the Tao tribe's cultivators and was reassigned to this Taoist field after Dao Wuya led them away from Heavenly River City.

"Who is he?" The leading third-rank cultivator frowned, unable to resist asking.

"The Sword Sect Master of the Human Race, extremely powerful. Although only at the Eighth Realm in cultivation, he once engaged in a primordial spirit battle within Heavenly River City with Dao Yuanzi, who wasn't even a match for him!" He hurriedly reminded, fearing his companions would underestimate the enemy.

Yet Lu Qingshan would not give them time to exchange information and strategize.

The longer the night, the more likely dreams come—the adage he didn't want to realize resulted in unexpected reinforcements from the Tao tribe arriving, creating complications.

Boom!

His figure surged forward, streaking across the low sky like a rainbow, as the already barren ground shattered, debris rising like a tornado.