This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1717 - 58: Who Says Heaven and Earth Are Vast? (Long Chapter) (Part 4)

Luohu stands at the forefront, accompanied by twelve supreme demon lords from various clans, all rulers of the Holy Demon Clan.

An absolutely luxurious lineup.

Facing such enemies, aside from Ancestral Daoist Xia, is there really anyone else in the world who can challenge them?

Luohu appears, first gazing across the sea at the island's apocalyptic scene, with the corners of his mouth raised high, the arc so great as if it might split in the next moment, his smile wickedly eerie and indescribable.

"How can humans triumph over Heaven?"

"Heaven won't tolerate him; no matter how he resists, it's all in vain. Don't you think it's pitiful?"

Then, Luohu no longer cares about Lu Qingshan, who, in his view, is doomed to a fate of near-certain death on the isolated island, and instead addresses Chu Mu, who stands blocking their path outside the island.

His tone is calm yet dismissive.

The twelve demon lords beside him exchange glances.

They can sense the fearsome power of Lu Qingshan's Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations.

Yet the scene before them clearly shows Lu Qingshan isn't weak in resistance, leaving them puzzled as to why Luohu makes such a decisive judgment.

"Are you surprised to see us?" Luohu asked with a seemingly amused tone, whether truly inquiring or mocking.

Chu Mu nodded, not hiding his surprise.

"I wasn't surprised that you knew Lu Qingshan was going to face tribulation, even knowing he'd do so at the Heavenly River Sea seems logical, but given its vastness, your precise arrival here is impressive."

"This place, besides Qi Butian and me, no third person from the Human Race knows."

Upon leaving Li City, Qi Butian already performed the Spirit Art of Heavenly Secrets to erase our traces from fate.

This is a place of absolute isolation, and though Lu Qingshan's tribulation scene is formidable, it wouldn't make the slightest noise to the outside world.

Therefore, our whereabouts should remain absolutely secret," Chu Mu stated a fact that should be true.

"The net of Heaven is vast and sparse, yet nothing escapes it." Luohu laughed again, clearly having calculated Chu Mu's thoughts, unable to contain his pride and began to boast:

"Heaven's eyes are indeed veiled by you, but you forget, there's another pair watching you!"

Chu Mu fell silent for a moment, then lowered his gaze.

Beneath his feet.

The Heavenly River Sea.

"It turns out to be it," he said.

Facing tribulation on the Heavenly River Sea, there's no escape from its eyes.

Neither Qi Butian nor Chu Mu had expected that the supposed neutral Heavenly River Sea would favor the Demon Race.

Thus, the action that should have been flawless was marred by a fatal flaw.

"The Heavenly River Sea has a longstanding feud with Lu Qingshan, hence it naturally has reasons to target him," Luohu spoke for himself, "Of course, that's just a secondary reason."

"I promised it that as long as it stood with us, after taking Sky Dome Heaven, I would do everything to aid it in taking physical form and becoming a true Spirit of the Heavenly River." He mentioned some undisclosed secret agreements between him and the Heavenly River Sea.

But what he stated was already enough.

For spirits of mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, nearly devoid of emotions, only taking physical form can move them.

"Indeed, that's an irresistible offer," Chu Mu noted, not asking Luohu what assures the successful formation of the Heavenly River Spirit.

The Heavenly River Sea might be without much emotion but is surely not brainless.

Since even it was persuaded by Luohu, this shows Luohu isn't just giving empty promises.

....

On the island, tribulation clouds gathered like an ocean.

Outside the island, thirteen evil demons arrived.

An ominous sign.

Lu Qingshan didn't bother to turn his gaze toward those demon lords outside the island.

He simply looked up at the continually surging heavenly thunder within the tribulation clouds, silently.

Braving soldiers to block them, earth to cover water.

He had already destroyed two major heavenly tribulations.

The tribulations before the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations follow certain rules.

The Seventy-Nine Tribulations are the Seven Layers, the Eighty-Nine are the Eight Layers, and following this pattern, the Ninety-Nine should be the Nine Layers.

Yet already on the Second Layer, the extremely rare Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder, mentioned only in ancient classics, appears. What will the Ninth Layer be like?

It's impossible there are seven levels of tribulation thunder exceeding the Yin Yang Tribulation Thunder.

Lu Qingshan is absolutely certain of this.

At that moment, the tribulation cloud suddenly split open, revealing the answer to Lu Qingshan.

A thunder shadow conclaves, forming into a massive human-shaped figure.

Its face azure blue, hair like cinnabar, eyes blazing furious, tusks protruding beyond its lips, forming a long Duke of Thunder's mouth, wind and thunder wings sprouting from its back, holding a wedge in one hand, a mallet in the other.

It was the Duke of Thunder from mythological tales!

This new wave of tribulations no longer comprised of tribulation thunder, but was a living being formed from the woven power of lightning, representing the will of the Heavenly Dao.

At this time, the Duke of Thunder overlooks Lu Qingshan, with an expression full of wrath.

For the pressure and rage emitted by the Duke of Thunder, Lu Qingshan wasn't angry; instead, he looked up with a smile, as if meeting an old friend.

Indeed, an old friend.

In just over ten years, this is already his ninth tribulation.

As for rage, it's seen on many enemies' faces.

Rage doesn't signify anything; it only proves that he threatens them.

The Heavenly Dao has actually been threatened by him.

So, why should Lu Qingshan be angry?

Above the Nine Heavens, the Duke of Thunder's three steely eyes stare at Lu Qingshan, his expression suddenly chilled, striking the wedge with the mallet.

Electricity arcs through the void.

In an instant, millions of currents emerge around Lu Qingshan, like countless slender snakes swimming, covering every inch, penetrating both his physical and spiritual body.

The pain was indescribable.

Lu Qingshan's body trembled, lips clenched, teeth gritted, yet blood still seeped through, filling his mouth.

"An unavoidable attack."

Lu Qingshan instantly realized the terrifying aspect of the Duke of Thunder.

This was an unavoidable lightning attack, targeting the soul directly, using intense pain to grind the soul into passing away.

To survive this wave of tribulations, seemingly only one method remains.

Endure.

But is it truly so?

Lu Qingshan gripped the Lethe Sword tightly, suddenly raising his head to look at the Duke of Thunder towering above.

If it dissipates, won't this lightning attack also vanish?

......

Outside the island, the sudden appearance of the Duke of Thunder made Luohu glance over, his expression tense, showing caution in his eyes.

"It truly deserves to be the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations."

Even he doesn't dare approach the bounds of the tribulation, lest it envelops him.

Fortunately, their target this time isn't Lu Qingshan.

Otherwise, given Lu Qinghan's past "villainous acts" of forcibly leading people through tribulations twice, he would be unsure.

"Only a villain can handle such a villain, leave Lu Qingshan to be dealt with by the tribulation," Luohu cast one last glance at Lu Qingshan enduring unspeakable pain.

Then, he turned to Chu Mu, licking his lips, "Chu Mu, if we kill you today, will the second Dao-Demon War end before it even begins?"

"Haha!" The twelve supreme demon lords beside Luohu stared maliciously at Chu Mu, like predators viewing prey, eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Chu Mu simply smiled slightly and waved his hand.

"Sword, come."

This was his reply.

With a resounding clang, a long sword unsheathes, appearing in Chu Mu's hand.

It was a Bronze Ancient Sword.

The sword's body shimmered with peculiar light, one side engraved with sun, moon, and stars, the other with mountains, rivers, and vegetation.

Sun, moon, and stars belong to Heaven; mountains, rivers, and vegetation to Earth.

With a sword in hand, who says Heaven and Earth aren't vast?