This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1779 15: Dust and Mist Bring Subtle Aid to Mountain and Sea, Flickering Candlelight Enhances Sun and Moon_2

This indicates that Heaven is afraid.

It's afraid that Lu Qingshan might truly succeed.

For one person to make Heaven feel fear, isn't that something worth being proud of?

No, it isn't.

Because what Lu Qingshan lacks now is strength.

Only by opening Heaven's Gate can he possibly gain the strength to match Luohu.

....

Heaven's Gate doesn't open.

It's a dead end.

Both of Lu Qingshan's plans failed.

Is it really over just like this?

Lu Qingshan turned his head to gaze at the Heavenly River City, which was close at hand.

Qi Butian was standing on the city walls.

During the prior sacrifice of the Heavenly River cultivators, he hadn't made any move, just quietly stood in place waiting.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of death.

The person most unafraid of death in the world is Qi Butian.

Lu Qingshan met Qi Butian's gaze.

In this silent and desperate predicament, Qi Butian's gaze remained resolute.

It was just unknown when his already gray hair had turned into dead white, yet he was completely unaware.

His vitality had long since drained dry.

These are Qi Butian's last moments in life.

These are the final moments, the moment he had always waited for.

He felt he had reached his limit, could no longer hold onto life, and was about to die.

But having not seen that scene yet, the strong unwillingness in his heart kept the last trace of life within him.

For the last time, Qi Butian opened his mouth and hoarsely said, "Heavenly River..."

No one could understand why Qi Butian would call out the name of Heavenly River at such a moment and at such a critical juncture.

Clearly, the Heavenly River Sea was useless, and the Heavenly River City was about to fall.

Suddenly.

High above the sky, that beautifully majestic yet cold Heaven's Gate revealed a gap.

A light breeze blew out from within, joyfully dancing in the heavens and earth.

In the wind, a voice from the Human Race sounded:

"I am here."

......

As it turns out, Heavenly River was neither the Heavenly River Sea nor the Heavenly River City, but the Heavenly River Sword Immortal.

Through that slowly opened, gradually widening gap.

A figure formed of strands of light could be seen within Heaven's Gate.

He was a man with sword-like brows and hair reaching his temples, dressed in white as pure as snow, ethereal and elusive, smiling as he watched the world.

"So, he really is Heaven's will," Qin Yitian muttered.

Heaven's Gate won't open, and no one has a way. It's a door impossible to break through; it can only open on its own.

But, Heavenly Dao has already chosen to shut the door to visitors; who else can open this door?

Once upon a time, there was none.

But now there is.

Ascend to Heaven Shepherd God, he is also a god.

For a promise, trapped in a city for twenty thousand years.

How could he not fulfill the promise of guarding Heaven's Gate for sword cultivators for a hundred years?

"He truly is very handsome!" Lu Qingshan suddenly raised his head, shouting at the indistinct figure behind Heaven's Gate.

The sound of the wind grew slower.

Bright smiles.

Scattered by the wind.

......

For you, the humble gate opens today.

Heaven's Gate opens wide.

Qi Butian finally saw all his plans come to fruition.

Lu Qingshan also understood everything.

Understood the reason behind Qi Butian's sudden aging.

Exhausting all his lifespan, Qi Butian had finally pushed everything to this point.

Lu Qingshan once again looked back at Heavenly River City.

Qi Butian only looked at Lu Qingshan, slowly raised his arm, and put up an index finger.

That represents one.

The way of Heaven is fifty; Heavenly Dao spares one out of forty-nine.

That is the one that escapes.

"Rest assured, Elder, I understand." Lu Qingshan replied, but felt that this scene seemed vaguely familiar.

Qi Butian finally smiled.

But he no longer had the strength to speak.

He slowly closed his eyes, lowered his head, and passed away quietly.

He was still young.

But also very old.

In the wind, white hair flew, pale and lifeless.

Looking at this "old" man who had planned everything before him, the emotions in Lu Qingshan's chest grew increasingly turbulent, difficult to express.

Qi Butian, as the most omniscient person in this world, "didn't account" for Qing King Blood Slaughter, "didn't account" for Central Spirit trouble, and even "didn't account," in this view, seemed the most inappropriate Heavenly Secrets Pavilion Master.

Is that so?

Of course not.

Human calculations are countless, all measuring personal gain and loss.

Qi Butian has only one calculation.

Qi Butian was born to mend the heavens.

What he mends is not the blue sky above his head.

What he mends is the heavens for the Human Race.

What does it mean to mend the heavens?

To pull back the falling heavens means to mend the heavens.

....

"Does Heaven indeed want to destroy our Human Race, as you've said?" Lu Qingshan turned around, suddenly staring at Luohu, saying, "You might not be wrong, but starting from now, that is not the case."

Lu Qingshan pointed at the azure sky overhead, "Now, we have someone in Heaven."

No matter the world, having someone above makes one extraordinarily confident.

.....

Behind Heaven's Gate lies boundless brilliance.

A light as hot as the sun.

An indescribable pillar of light surged out from Heaven's Gate, descending from the heavens.

This pillar of light carried indescribable divine might, yet also possessed an indescribable destructiveness, and was impossibly massive.

So, it's truly indescribable.

Demon Suppressing, Peach Blossom, Oblivion, Dragon Sparrow, Heaven and Earth, Fuyao, Lieque, form the most lavishly equipped Sword Array, transforming into a thunder pool.

That pillar of light fell onto the thunder pool, flowing along the surface like water, scattering towards all directions of the Heavenly River Sea, reaching the pinnacle of beauty and terror.

Everyone knows that if this pillar of light crashes through the thunder pool, Lu Qingshan would be extinguished.

And the pillar of light continued to flow; one end was within Heaven's Gate, the other upon the thunder pool, and no one knew where its end really was.

Lu Qingshan's complexion grew increasingly pale.