This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1737 65: Heaven's Will Has Always Been Hard to Fathom

"It's to take our lives!"

"Smart," Luohu's true form clapped and praised, his laughter suddenly becoming loud and mad, "You all are top demon lords controlling one domain, spread across the realms, high-ranking and powerful, with countless demonic cultivators under you. Normally, how could I have the chance to kill you and collect essence blood!"

"If I just kill one, in an instant, the news will spread throughout the Demon Domain, and you'll all be on guard against me. It would be impossible to strike again," Luohu explained to himself.

"Hence, I thought of this borrowed knife... should say borrowed sword to kill."

"Haha, it's all thanks to you, Chu Mu Shen!" Luohu said proudly, "If it weren't for the immense pressure you placed on them, how could they agree to join forces, leave the Demon Domain, and come to this secluded place?"

"If it weren't for you, how would I so easily gather the essence blood of the eight clans?"

"So you've been holding back all along, just to let Chu Mu Shen slay us all. No wonder you share the same realm, yet the combat power difference is so vast." Faced with the current situation, Vast Venerable believed he understood everything, and his complexion turned pale.

"You're wrong about one thing," unexpectedly, Luohu's mouth twitched slightly, then he shook his head faintly, decisively denying, "I wasn't holding back at all, though I initially planned to."

"Plans don't catch up with changes."

"His strength exceeded my expectations, I didn't need to hold back," Luohu paused, speaking frankly, "If I still thought of holding back, perhaps I would have been slain today."

Vast Venerable froze.

Chu Mu Shen did not feel triumphant; even when facing the siege of twelve demon lords, he remained composed, but now deep anxiety arose in his heart.

"That essence blood, is it your opportunity to become a saint?" he asked with furrowed brows.

"Precisely," Luohu said with pride, "Collecting the essence blood of the Eight Great Holy Demon Clans' top demon lords, I can then refine it into a Heart of the Demon Holy, thereby obtaining a Saint Realm physical body."

Seeing this, Chu Mu Shen's gaze turned cold, and the astonishing Sword Qi burst from the ancient sword in his hand, then shot forward, enveloping Heaven and Earth, directly targeting Luohu's incarnation.

"In that case, I'll destroy that essence blood."

The Xuanhuang Sword Qi, imbued with Chu Mu Shen's Sword Dao power, possesses destructive strength.

"Dare I appear, I'm fully prepared, victory in my grip. Now still try to stop me? Too late!"

However, facing Chu Mu Shen's apparent maximum power attack, Luohu's incarnation showed no fear, and then with a sweeping glance, an invisible ripple scattered, forcibly shattering the incoming Xuanhuang Sword Qi.

Moreover, Chu Mu Shen seemed to receive some invisible attack, his complexion suddenly pale, he spat a mouthful of blood, and his figure retreated dozens of meters.

"Haha, right," Luohu's incarnation laughed triumphantly, "Forgot to tell you, I'm stronger than him."

The "him" referred to by Luohu's incarnation is undoubtedly his true form.

An incarnation stronger than the true form?

This completely defies logic.

Since it's an incarnation, there should be a distinction between primary and subordinate, how can there be a reversal between them?

"This is..." Chu Mu Shen steadied himself, no longer immediately attacking, but instead fixedly watching Luohu's incarnation, no longer calm, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"I knew you'd see through it, truly the only rival I acknowledge in my heart," Luohu's incarnation expressed great satisfaction, "Yes, you guessed correctly, this is the power of a Saint Realm Primordial Spirit."

"Of course, being limited by the physical body, I can now barely exert one percent of the Saint Realm Primordial Spirit's power."

"One percent of the Saint Realm's power is already beyond what you can withstand. In the face of true Saint Realm power, what is a Demi-Ancestor even worth?"

"Once I cultivate a Saint Realm physical body, achieving Demon Holy, not to mention your Human Race's Sky Dome Heaven, the entire Nine Heavens World will become the territory of my Asura Clan!"

"Hahahaha!"

Luohu's ambition is also beyond everyone's imagination.

The unease in Chu Mu Shen's heart grew denser.

If it ever comes to that, unless the Ancestral Patriarch Xia reappears, the world will truly have no one to halt Luohu's steps.

"Chu Mu Shen, despair," Luohu's incarnation continued, "There's even more despairing news I haven't told you."

"I know many of your Human Race still hold hope for Ancestral Patriarch Xia. Now, I can tell you, forget it, Ancestral Patriarch Xia will never appear again."

"What do you mean?" Chu Mu Shen originally didn't want to pay further attention to Luohu, but what Luohu said was too shocking, he had no choice but to listen.

"Just as you think it means," Luohu's incarnation smiled mysteriously, "Otherwise, do you think I could truly cultivate a Saint Realm Primordial Spirit on my own? It's something you can't even achieve."

Chu Mu Shen suddenly looked up, "Impossible, no one can find him!"

"Indeed, no one can find him," Luohu's incarnation nodded in agreement, then chuckled coldly, pointing to the top of his head, "But, your Human Race has a saying..."

"Man is doing, Heaven is watching!"

At this moment, Luohu's true form and Luohu's incarnation, both Semi-Saints, gazed smilingly at Chu Mu Shen.

He revealed all his schemes, all the ins and outs, completely unreservedly to Chu Mu Shen.

Rich and mighty not returning home, like wearing richly embroidered clothes at night.

Such many years of planning, calculating both the Human and Demon Races, now finally about to achieve his wish. If he doesn't "show off" a bit, even for someone like Luohu, it'd feel unfulfilled.