This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1721 - 59: Heaven's Inquiry (Extended Chapter)

Boom!

Chu Mu's aura rose once again, with hundreds of sword qi surging around him, each one enormous, like great pillars reaching the vault of heaven.

He attacked proactively once more, stepping forward to the Demon Lords, all the sword qi and the ancient sword in his hand striking forward together.

Sword Dao!

Chu Mu displayed his Sword Dao, its destructive power unmatched in the world.

At this moment, all the Demon Lords' expressions changed drastically, doing everything they could to resist.

Chu Mu's gaze was sharp as a sword, every movement birthed thousands of sword qi, threatening to pierce through heaven and earth.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The twelve top Demon Lords of various races, along with Luohu, were all enveloped in sword qi.

At this moment, the void was shattered, Chu Mu's ancient sword thrust out, transforming into a Dao-like existence, slashing horizontally towards a Demon Lord's neck.

It was the Demon Lord who had his arm severed earlier!

He was the weakest among all enemies, though his Divine Demon Body had unparalleled recovery power, he was unable to fully recover in a short time.

"Save me!" The Demon Lord cried out in fear, unable to believe Chu Mu was so defiant, even amidst the besieging demons, he could precisely target him for a kill.

However, Chu Mu gave him no chance at all.

At this moment, the ancient sword in his hand glowed brilliantly, unavoidable, the eternal sword light capable of slicing through anything.

Spurt!

Blood splattered, the Demon Lord's neck was severed, his large head flying off.

The next moment, a solidified Primordial Spirit ran out in panic and fear from the forehead of that head.

As long as the Primordial Spirit existed, it was not considered complete death.

But Chu Mu would not let him off lightly, his gaze like lightning, locked onto him, crossing the void in pursuit.

Although the other Demon Lords joined forces to block his chase, it was all in vain as no one could stop him.

Ah!

The Demon Lord's Primordial Spirit let out a scream of extreme terror, spitting out Primordial Demonic Qi with destructive power to threaten Chu Mu in hopes of stopping him.

However, Chu Mu's expression did not change, his ancient sword lightly obliterated the Primordial Demonic Qi, while the Supreme Sword Path sealed the Primordial Spirit in the void, trapping him.

Spurt!

The unparalleled Sword Immortal flicked his wrist, the ancient sword completely piercing and shattering the Primordial Spirit!

"Ah!" With one last roar, the top Demon Lord fell.

A top Demon Lord, just like that, fell!

Everyone was stunned, shocked beyond measure. A being on the same level as them, a peak Demonic Cultivator from the abyss, was slain right before their eyes?

Encirclement for a kill?

It was indeed an encirclement, a rare opportunity.

But they forgot one thing, so-called opportunities go both ways.

Here, Chu Mu had no support of Heavenly River City, no Ancestral Formation to rely on, but likewise, they lost the support of millions of Demon Race troops, unable to advance or retreat freely!

Originally intending to trap the turtle, it now seemed they delivered themselves instead!

Everything was flawless, the only flaw was they underestimated Chu Mu's combat power.

No... they didn't underestimate!

The reason they were so easily persuaded to join forces against Chu Mu, the most important reason was....

The remaining eleven Demon Lords subconsciously turned their gaze towards Luohu.

That gaze carried confusion, resentment, anger, and a hint of imperceptible hope.

"Chu! Mu!" It seemed Luohu sensed their expectation and did not disappoint them.

An intense evil aura, like a True Dragon, gushed incessantly from Luohu's body, like a surging tide.

Especially from his crown, a thick dragon-shaped Demonic Qi soared to the sky, stirring heaven and earth.

"Chu Mu, you're strong, but I'm not weak either. Today, you will not escape this calamity!"

At this moment, Luohu's voice was like the Demon God's from Jiuyou, exuding a terrifying power that could shake heaven and earth.

"Everyone, at this point, the only choice is to fight with all our strength. If I lose, none of you can escape!" Luohu's voice sounded slowly, as terrifying pressure emanated even more across heaven and earth.

Just as the words fell, the overwhelming demonic qi suddenly surged and condensed, ultimately transforming into a black Fire Lotus.

Within the Fire Lotus, demonic qi spiraled upwards, with endless wickedness churning inside.

The temperature rose sharply with the Fire Lotus's emergence, the Purple Bamboo Forest below making cracking sounds unable to withstand the high heat.

Whoosh!

The Fire Lotus was casually tossed by Luohu, roaring towards Chu Mu.

In Chu Mu's eyes, a rare solemnity flashed, his hand gripping a three-foot ancient sword, swinging it down.

It didn't appear to be any intricate move, but where the ancient sword passed, a bottomless rift appeared in the air.

The sword's edge swept through the void, finally striking the terrifying demonic qi Fire Lotus, yet it did not easily block it like before.

Demon Fire surged, contending with the ancient sword, eroding each other, falling into a balanced state.

But the balance was quickly shattered.

At this moment, the Demonic Qi Fire Lotus suddenly erupted, surging all over, its form changed abruptly from a lotus to a ghostly face, with a sharp whistle, it crashed against Chu Mu's ancient sword, then towards Chu Mu.

Chu Mu first protected himself with sword qi, yet his form still quivered slightly under the immense impact, a barely perceptible trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Chu Mu, it seems you're not invincible after all." Luohu sneered.

"Luohu, mighty and powerful!" Seeing this situation, the other Demon Lords unconsciously looked up to Luohu, a complex emotion flashing through their eyes, finally voiced by Yu Venerable.

Sacred.

Not king.

This was why the various Demon Lords were so easily convinced to join in intercepting and killing Chu Mu.

Luohu... had long broken through the top Demon Lord level, ascending to Semi-Saint!

A Semi-Saint of the Demon Race, equivalent to a Demi-Ancestor in human cultivation.

Luohu and Chu Mu were on the same level, enough to be evenly matched.

Alongside them were twelve Demon Lords with combat power above thirty-five times the Ninth Grade joining forces, a battle in which there seemed no reason to lose, any casualties even being unexpected.

Yet clearly, Luohu, presumably evenly matched with Chu Mu, in the previous fight was insufficiently commendable, being completely suppressed by Chu Mu, leading to the fall of a companion.

Fortunately, now Luohu completely erupted, forcing back Chu Mu, finally truly displaying combat power befitting a Semi-Saint.

Semi-Saint + eleven top Demon Lords vs Demi-Ancestor.

The advantage was theirs, this battle was bound to be victorious!

In an instant, the terror from a companion's death dissipated, the Demon Lords regained confidence, their fighting spirit rising once more.

.......

Boom!

Heaven and earth completely boiled.

The twelve Duke of Thunder invisibly formed a mysterious formation, an intangible force birthing.

Lu Qingshan's whole body bristled with cold sweat.

But it wasn't out of fear, nor anger.

It was because the twelve Duke of Thunder acted at this moment.

They together wielded hammer and wedge.

Thus, Lu Qingshan was trapped in a vast domain of lightning.

Lightning serpents twelve times the previous amount were born in the void, attacking Lu Qingshan, unavoidable.

Twelve times the lightning serpents brought twelve times the pain.

Countless streams of electricity continuously penetrated his newly transformed physical body and Divine Soul, subjecting Lu Qingshan to an indescribable intense pain every moment.

Ascending a mountain of knives, descending into a sea of fire could not describe such pain.

If it were an ordinary Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivator, they would be completely annihilated in an instant, leaving no trace in the world.

The twelve Duke of Thunder gazed fiercely at Lu Qingshan as if saying, "Let's see if you die this time."

In intense pain, Lu Qingshan's eyes were bloodshot, gazing up at the sky.

He saw no divinity, only the twelve menacingly savage, hideously twisted "evil demons."

"Then bring it on."

In an instant, thunder rolled, heavenly punishment converged, penetrating the infinite void, reaching up to the Nine Heavens.