This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1592 - 49: One Sword East, One Sword West, Wuya Doesn’t Want to Meet (Part 2)
Just then, Dao Wuya suddenly received an urgent message.
"Position 1.2 million li east, two have been ambushed and both have fallen."
Their current position is 1.05 million li east.
Dao Wuya's expression changed, and he hastily said, "He hasn't left, just appeared at 1.05 million li east."
"Scoundrel, I want to see where he will escape!" Qian Venerable was taken aback, then flew into a rage.
He had brought so many people to set up an inescapable situation to intercept Lu Qingshan, but Lu Qingshan had quietly turned the tables, killing three without a trace and instead of escaping to Heavenly River City, he chose to strike at them again.
Such humiliation, how could Qian Venerable endure?
.....
When Dao Wuya and Evil Venerable arrived at the scene again, besides two fresh corpses, there was nothing else to be found.
Even though they were both furious, they were helpless.
The only piece of not-so-bad news was this at least indicated Lu Qingshan was not planning to return to Heavenly River City, but was playing a game of intercept and counter-intercept with them.
Since this was the case, they still had a chance to capture Lu Qingshan.
"He who plays with fire will eventually burn himself." Qian Venerable said through gritted teeth, unsure if he was self-comforting or truly confident.
....
Above the Heavenly River Sea.
Qian Venerable was blazing with anger, for just now he had received reports that two more subordinates had been slain.
"Can't they even hold on for a few more breaths?" Qian Venerable was not pained by his subordinates' deaths, but dissatisfied with their weakness. "Didn't they all get notified to ready themselves and be wary of sneak attacks?"
"Report, position 700,000 li east, Seven Spirit Demon Venerable and Qi Lin Demon Venerable have been killed!" Just then, yet another bad news arrived.
"Sometimes right, sometimes left, he's striking without pattern, afraid we'll catch up to him." Dao Wuya said coldly.
"It's truly a shame, so aggressively creating a setup to intercept him, yet he's counter-killed so many!" Qian Venerable's voice was incredibly deep, mirroring his mood.
"Report..." Dao Wuya's Message Transmitting Artifact stirred again.
"Where has something happened now?" Qian Venerable asked irritably.
"This time, he made a move against our cultivators, but failed, didn't succeed in killing!" Dao Wuya looked at the latest message, his expression slightly relaxed.
Finally, a turning point arrived.
......
Lu Qingshan was long aware that there would be times of failure.
Because among the ambushing Taoism and Demon Race cultivators, though most were low-ranking or middle-ranking demon venerables, there were still high-ranking demon venerables and four-step Unity Realm stage cultivators.
The middle-ranking demon venerables and three-step Unity Realm stage cultivators, he could still manage to kill with a swing of his Primordial Spirit Secret Sword, but going further up, it wasn't so easy to kill.
Yet in the heart's sensation state, he could only detect the presence of life, unlike Divine Sense which could sense the enemy's specific aura or learn of their cultivation.
So Lu Qingshan could only take blind shots, relying on luck.
And after killing four middle-ranking demon venerables, eleven low-ranking demon venerables, and one two-step Unity Realm stage Taoism cultivator, Lu Qingshan finally encountered his first failure. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
It was a Taoism cultivator at the three-step Unity Realm stage, who followed the Primordial Spirit route. Although Lu Qingshan's sudden strike wounded him, it couldn't kill him in one blow.
However, Lu Qingshan didn't mind; if one strike failed, he would simply withdraw the sword and change position, with confidence that with dozens of rounds in a skirmish, he could defeat him.
But it wasn't necessary; it would only heighten the risk of exposure.
This time, Lu Qingshan chose to move westward, but hadn't gone far, when he seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped.
He had only stopped for a few breaths when two strong and vast Divine Senses swept over a thousand feet above him.
Lu Qingshan's heart grew alert, yet he kept motionless, counted silently, watching as a large group of Demon Race cultivators streamed overhead through the sea.
"Finally starting to consider the sea floor?" he thought to himself.
After several fruitless attempts, Dao Wuya and Qian Venerable, old and shrewd, began to consider the possibility of Lu Qingshan hiding underwater.
Although they suspected it, they weren't certain, so cautiously, when probing with Divine Sense, they stopped at a depth of five hundred feet.
The Demon Race's reinforcements just swept over Lu Qingshan's head.
Once all the Radiance had vanished, Lu Qingshan resumed action.
A failure didn't deter his resolve to strike, but rather secretly made him lower his depth another five hundred feet.
His strategy was clear: specifically target low-ranking and middle-ranking demon venerables, ensuring instant kills while also gaining substantial Experience Points.
...
"Primordial Spirit? The true killing move is Primordial Spirit?!" Dao Wuya instinctively raised his voice.
The Taoism cultivator at the three-step Unity Realm stage who had survived nodded, "Yes, it's precisely Primordial Spirit Attack, immensely powerful. If I hadn't specialized in Primordial Spirit, I fear I wouldn't have been able to fend off this attack."
"It's indeed Primordial Spirit Attack..." Qian Venerable and Dao Wuya exchanged glances; they had also been deceived by the condition of the fallen cultivators.
"Immediately pass the message down!" Qian Venerable ordered.
"Not good, someone else has been ambushed, fallen to Lu Qingshan's hand." Just then, yet another message arrived.
Lu Qingshan's actions continued, traversing this millions of li interception line, constantly striking, causing upheaval.
Indeed, everyone knew now that Lu Qingshan's killing move was the Primordial Spirit Attack.
But does it help?
Somewhat useful, but not much.
Knowing is one thing; whether it can be defended against is another.







