This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1639 - 13: This Is What It Means to Be a Demon

Burial Grounds.

The place where the king of the Burial Grounds resides, blood mist permeates, its trunk manifests a lustrous blood light.

One after another, the withered branches rapidly extend, moving faster than lightning, traversing the void, piercing towards Luojia.

The strength of these branches is incredibly powerful, a mere slight shake is enough to pierce through a universally recognized external strongman, like sharp spears.

This is the strength of the king of the Burial Grounds, just a normal awakening is as fierce as world destruction.

However, Luojia is not an ordinary person; he is a genuine demonic cultivator, not so fragile.

His Divine Demon Body unfolds, a wild aura spreading everywhere, like a Demon God.

Another branch pierces towards Luojia, seemingly crossing space-time, indestructible.

The power of the king of the Burial Grounds is too terrifying, the branches seem to transform into blood-red war spears, intent on splitting the Heaven's Vault.

Blood Qi boils, demonic power entwines the branches.

Luojia roars, his skin showing ferocious patterns, his power surging endlessly at this moment.

His fists and fingers become dazzling, bursting with an overwhelming divine might, turning around with a punch, hitting the blood-red branch, forcing it back.

A thunderous sound, Heaven and Earth seem to shatter.

A massive force explodes in all directions.

These are the ripples caused by a battle between top-tier strongmen.

Although Luojia firmly resisted this wave of attacks head-on, it's worth noting that the king of the Burial Grounds has countless branches, this was just one of them.

Whizz, whizz, whizz!

In the sound of heaven-crumbling explosions, one branch after another, shining with blood light, continuously pierced forth.

Undoubtedly, each branch contains the unparalleled power of the king of the Burial Grounds, causing the space to tremble.

Boom!

Luojia both fights and retreats, throwing punch after punch, bare-handed, facing the blood-red branches, causing sparking embers to splash, scattering everywhere.

With each collision, the void seems to erupt with hundreds of thunderous booms, deafening.

This place is completely detonated, boiling.

"What's happening?"

In the mountain region dense with ancient trees, far away, Lu Qingshan hears the massive sound of the confrontation between the two, then instinctively looks up towards the source of the sound.

Only to see divine light soaring to the sky, fist glows passing through Heaven and Earth, blood-red light endlessly piercing like lightning, incredibly frightening, with strange ripples continuously spreading, announcing the ferocity of the collision.

"Is there a great battle going on there?" Lu Qingshan furrows his eyebrows, starting to sense something is amiss.

....

Luojia continuously meets the king of the Burial Grounds' attacks with force.

Though temporarily resisting it, it's not without a cost.

Blood seeps from the corners of his mouth; his fists are bloodied and mangled, evidencing the immense pressure.

But Luojia was already psychologically prepared.

Because years ago, his father, Luohu, also fought the king of the Burial Grounds, and ultimately didn't fare well, let alone him.

Luojia's punch power is peerless, his body stained with blood yet growing taller.

In a mad pursuit, the king of the Burial Grounds is chasing down Luojia, its power boundless, branches emitting bright brilliance, becoming astonishingly powerful, piercing horizontally towards Luojia.

The battle is intensely fierce between the two.

Clearly, from the perspective of the battle situation, the king of the Burial Grounds holds an absolute advantage, forcing Luojia to constantly counter-attack, repeatedly bearing injuries in confrontation.

Eventually, with a squelching sound, a sharp branch pierces through Luojia's chest, entering from the back, protruding through the chest.

However, Luojia doesn't pay attention; instead, he utilizes the momentum of the impaling to increase his escape speed!

It's clear that Luojia's actions are intentional, exchanging injuries for opportunity.

Without the slightest pause, he rushes swiftly towards the mountain range on the true outskirts of the Burial Grounds.

Because, as soon as he reaches there, he exits the domain of the king of the Burial Grounds, leaving it powerless.

His Blood Qi is like a sea, Demonic Qi rolling, already exerting all his strength.

Battle Qi continually churns on Luojia's body surface, while Essence Blood keeps spilling.

Finally, after paying a huge price and bearing significant injuries, Luojia speeds through, escaping the scope of the Burial Grounds.

Luojia's tall figure turns back to look at the blood-red Burial Grounds.

At this moment, his clothing is torn, full of bloodstains; his eyes, however, are extremely cold and ruthless.

"Be angry, go crazy!" Luojia watches those branches of the king of the Burial Grounds, stretching thousands of miles from the center, now clawing fiercely, muttering to himself.

Then he turned around, and with a swish, Luojia had already disappeared from where he stood, his figure completely immersed in the mountains.

....

"Myriad Spirits, heed my command and go flatten the outer lands, bloodbath the outer lands!" Seeing Luojia escape the true Burial Grounds, his figure disappearing into the mountains, making it unreachable, this King of the Burial Grounds was utterly furious, emitting a strange fluctuation that spread throughout the external mountains.

He wanted the ancient beasts to leave the Burial Grounds, flatten the outer lands, and slaughter all the Demon Race beings on the outer lands to avenge Luojia.

Just like last time.

The King of the Burial Grounds grew nourished by the blood of myriad spirits, inherently carrying demonic and slaughter traits, fundamentally different from ancient beasts, instinctually violent and bloodthirsty, with relatively low intelligence.

...

The Burial Grounds were vast and boundless, with towering mountains stretching endlessly, ancient trees of thousands of meters standing one after another, surrounding the true Burial Grounds, full of countless and ferocious ancient beasts.

Today, under the King of the Burial Grounds' wrath, chaos ensued!

Roar!

A Dragon Elephant roared, a sound Lu Qingshan found exceedingly familiar; it was the beast roar he heard before entering the Burial Grounds.

Waves surged to the sky, a verdant Dragon Elephant, hundreds of meters tall, surged out from a gigantic lake.

Its hooves stepped on the water waves, its verdant skin glowing with light.

Following it from the lake were many others, all ancient beasts, having lived for ages, with extraordinary strength.

They followed the Dragon Elephant, heading towards the outskirts of the Burial Grounds.

A fiery red volcanic bull charged out from a volcano, its body wrapped in flames.

It had previously resided in the magma, comfortably, as if taking a bath.

Now its pleasant days were disturbed, it was extremely angry, its originally crimson eyes becoming even redder.

The volcanic bull had a large fiery red horn on its head, seemingly forged from ruby, incomparably exquisite, yet possessing deadly power.

Screech!

A cry pierced the nine heavens, giant wings spanned the sky like a massive dark cloud covering the Heaven's Vault, feathers like cast iron, flashing a cold glint.

It was a ferocious bird, too enormous, filling the whole sky as if it couldn't contain it, its huge claws capable of capturing all things.

This ferocious bird seemed to be the avian leader of the Burial Grounds, with endless avians flying behind it.

A golden monkey, its eyes fierce, carrying a large stick, like a golden lightning, shuttled through the mountains and forests......

In an instant, the whole Burial Grounds were in turmoil, wild beasts everywhere, under the lead of powerful ancient beasts, forming a beast tide, rushing towards outside the Burial Grounds.

Along the way, mountain ranges collapsed one after another, boulders rolling down, ancient trees of thousands of meters toppled one by one.

This was a terrifying scene, akin to an apocalypse.

The beast tide rolled forward, crossing mountain ranges one after another, unstoppable.

As they continued moving forward, the beast tide grew larger and larger.

Because during the charge to the outer lands, more fierce avians and brutal beasts joined from the ever-increasing mountain ranges, resembling an avalanche.

This spectacular scene was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

The ancient beasts rioted, obeying the command of the King of the Burial Grounds, ready to bloodbath the outer lands, as a retaliation for Luojia angering the King of the Burial Grounds.

One could imagine, wherever this beast tide passed, no living creature would survive, everything would be trampled, lives would be devastated.

...

With such a massive commotion caused by the beast tide, Lu Qingshan could not possibly ignore it.

"These Demon Race members... are insane!" Connecting it to the demonic cultivator who suddenly disappeared from the Burial Grounds, it took just a moment for Lu Qingshan to understand everything.

This was a beast tide deliberately instigated by the Demon Race's master cultivators.

The beast tide surged forward with such momentum, crushing like an army at the border, rendering any hidden techniques useless, leaving only one path—escape.

To escape from this area before the beast tide arrived.

Otherwise, one would be crushed into pulp!

But at this moment, there were undoubtedly demonic cultivators lying in wait at the outskirts of the Burial Grounds, blocking all escape routes.

In front, the Demon Race army; behind, the endless beast tide—this was to corner Lu Qingshan to a dead end—to be crushed by the beast tide, or to let the demonic cultivators exact revenge, one of two choices.

The problem was, the beast tide was so fierce that unless a heavy price was paid, it was impossible to stop.

It could be foreseen, after this incident, large areas of the Buddha Kingdom would be devastated by the beast tide, reduced to ruins, rivers and mountains stained with blood.

What does this imply?

It means that to entrap Lu Qingshan, to kill Lu Qingshan, Luojia was willing to sacrifice millions of Demon Race members as collateral, without blinking an eye.

This was an unthinkable ruthlessness and cruelty to Lu Qingshan.

But it was precisely this ruthlessness and cruelty that put Lu Qingshan in a dilemma at this moment.