This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1770 - 12: She Is the Moon_3

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The Ancestral Formation of Heavenly River shattered under Luohu's attack. As Lu Qingshan stepped forward to confront the Demon Holy, a woman carrying the Sword Sect's purple sandalwood sword box arrived. Lu Qingshan, despite knowing the overwhelming power of his opponent, declared his intent to kill Luohu. Luohu attacked, and Lu Qingshan, unable to dodge, was struck by his fist and sent crashing into the Heavenly River Sea.

The sea surface suddenly collapsed, raising waves that filled the sky, and Lu Qingshan's figure sank into the sea, his fate unknown.

"How laughable, with such power, he still dreams of being a savior." Luohu looked down, a heavy disdain in his tone.

He was completely confident in his recent punch, estimating that Lu Qingshan was already dead beyond resurrection.

What does it matter if he's the first among the human race or a Ninth Tribulations Sword Immortal, in the face of absolute strength, he's as weak as an ant.

Having dealt with Lu Qingshan, the remaining Heavenly River cultivators were even less worth mentioning; he could eradicate thousands with a flick of his finger.

He even felt disinterested looking at those faces tinged with fear and despair, his enthusiasm waning.

What once seemed quite troublesome, now simply failed to intrigue him.

The outcome was settled!

......

In the dark depths of the Heavenly River Sea.

Lu Qingshan floated in the water.

Luohu's confidence wasn't baseless; with that punch, Lu Qingshan suffered grave injuries.

The Asura Clan is one of extreme power, and Luohu, having ascended to Demon Holy, possesses overwhelming strength, able to blast Lu Qingshan away with a single punch.

But the battle intent in Lu Qingshan's eyes showed no sign of waning.

Being struck down, so what? Just rise again.

Being gravely wounded, so what? Just recover.

"Gu Yiyi!" Lu Qingshan called out.

A wisp of blue light flashed, and Oblivion Sword appeared beside Lu Qingshan, with an endless surge of life force emanating from the blade, streaming through Lu Qingshan's body.

Every inch of his skin, every meridian was healed at this moment.

Lu Qingshan smiled slightly.

This battle wasn't a journey to death; he was prepared.

Oblivion's Azure Fall Sword possesses strong healing power but requires life force to perform.

However, after Sea-calming, Oblivion has the entire Heavenly River Sea's power as support.

From then on, performing Azure Fall Sword no longer requires absorbing life force.

Not only unnecessary but its effect far surpasses before, continuously.

Now, to heal Lu Qingshan's severe injuries, the consumed power to the Heavenly River Sea is even not a fraction.

In other words, in the Heavenly River Sea, Lu Qingshan is almost immortal and indestructible.

......

"Do you still wish to resist?" Luohu's voice was incredibly cold as he glanced at Heavenly River City.

Martial Emperor Juque's face turned pale in an instant: "An unprecedented Ninth Tribulations Sword Immortal, not even a match for Demon Holy, indeed a certain death without a chance to survive?"

Under terrifying pressure, faced with brutal reality, his heart was bleak.

"I can offer you a way out, as long as you surrender and become servants of my Demon Race, fighting for the Demon Race from now on."

Luohu continued.

Faces of the Heavenly River cultivators changed.

Some things are more important than life.

Such as freedom, such as dignity....

"Ladies and gentlemen, is there anyone willing to die with me?" Martial Emperor Juque's face changed several times and suddenly laughed.

Without Lu Qingshan, does he not even have the courage to resist?

Even if burned to death, it's better than remaining filthy.

Under the immense pressure released by Luohu that could trigger a soul-shaking instinctual fear, Martial Emperor Juque looked solemn, soared into the sky, and charged at Luohu like an ant striking a tree!

"Ignorant!"

Luohu lightly flicked his finger in the void.

Heaven and Earth rippled hugely, followed by an endless demonic qi turning into a tornado, directly sweeping towards Martial Emperor Juque, about to obliterate him in the next moment.

Whoosh!

A profound black sword light broke through the water, slicing the demonic qi tornado in half, then swirled back, shooting towards Luohu's head.

Luohu easily brushed aside the profound black sword light with a relaxed palm strike, yet his expression changed slightly, very surprised, "What?"

Calm sea waters surged suddenly.

A figure leaped from the sea bottom, like a hidden dragon emerging, a flying dragon in the sky, falling between Martial Emperor Juque and Luohu.

Martial Emperor Juque abruptly halted his figure, staring wide-eyed at the figure appearing before him, unbelievable: "Tianyuan Sword Immortal!"

It was only seen that Lu Qingshan, who was recently blasted into the sea by Luohu, assumed dead or gravely injured, reappeared, unscathed.

He was surrounded by sword qi almost condensed into solid essence, drifting around.

Under the radiance of rosy clouds, these sword qi shone magnificently, making Lu Qingshan appear as a banished immortal, his majesty unmatched, his visage magnificent, rare in the world.

Cultivators on the Heavenly River City wall were initially shocked upon seeing this scene, then involuntarily shouted out loud.

"Tianyuan Sword Immortal!"

Lu Qingshan is still alive, this battle they haven't lost!

Lu Qingshan's reappearance boosted the morale of the human race, which had fallen to the bottom, once again.

Luohu's eyes also deepened, his cold gaze fixed on that slender young figure, "Resilient, but this alone is insufficient."

He abandoned Martial Emperor Juque, once more locking onto Lu Qingshan, swinging out another punch.

Cracks appeared in the void where the punch landed, spreading outward as if forming a giant spider web.

Breaking the void in the literal sense.

At the Semi-Saint level, Luohu could at most possess the power of nine Heavenly Dragons; now, as a Demon Holy, any casual punch held the power of an unknown number of Heavenly Dragons.

No matter the number of tricks Lu Qingshan possesses, it's impossibly insufficient to bridge this tremendous strength gap.