This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

But so what?

In such a large-scale battle, no matter how powerful a Sixth Realm cultivator is, they absolutely do not have the ability to change the course of the war!

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From beneath the earth, a majestic energy surged into the sky, converging towards that lean figure above.

In the span of a thousand miles, all vitality was forcibly absorbed by Lu Qingshan.

This is the terror of the Returning Ruins Scripture.

Lu Qingshan's robes billowed fiercely. Under the empowerment of the Power of the Mountains and Seas, the terrifying aura emanating from him was shocking to all.

He stood upright, his bright, sharp gaze like a sword, piercing straight towards the distant Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal.

"Not enough."

Lu Qingshan was confident, but not arrogant.

The gap formed by over three thousand Seventh Grade Demon Cultivators meant that with just one person charging the formation, he would have no room to breathe.

Because, with even a slight pause, he would fall into the encirclement of the demonic cultivators and be trapped and killed.

In other words, he only had one breath's opportunity.

Since there was only one breath, he needed to swallow the rivers and mountains!

"Move swiftly like a dart."

Lu Qingshan silently chanted the Three Lives Vajra Assembly in his heart.

"Oblivion, merge!"

Then.

A beam of ghostly blue light shot swiftly from his body, rising into the air, hovering in front of him.

The Oblivion River Sword.

The next moment, a dazzlingly cold light, like an ice crystal, burst out from the sword body of the Oblivion River Sword, sweeping out like a storm.

The force to annihilate the heavens and the earth erupted forth.

Behind Lu Qingshan, a magnificent soul shadow began to emerge.

It was a vast, desolate river, as silent as hell.

That was the Oblivion River.

Above the great river, a hazy figure shrouded in yellow mist appeared, but others could not see clearly.

Immediately, a solemn voice echoed from heaven and earth, entering the ears of all Northern River Border cultivators, causing them to tremble with fear.

"I am Gu Yiyi, destined to slay all enemies of the world!"

And a jubilant cheer echoed in Lu Qingshan's mind, "After such a long wait, it's finally my turn to reveal my divine presence!"

Gu Yiyi's voice was trembling with excitement.

In that instant, the soul shadow directly merged into Lu Qingshan's body.

The terrifying power was transferred entirely to Lu Qingshan.

The Power of the Mountains and Seas combined with the Bing Syllable Mantra: Oblivion, made Lu Qingshan at that moment like a blazing sun, radiating endless brilliance.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the immense power within his body like never before.

It was divine power stronger than even at the peak of his previous life.

One was the absolute technique of the ancient major sects of the human race, the other was the strongest offensive secret technique of the demon race.

In a sense, Lu Qingshan at this moment harnessed the power of both the human and demon races.

After a moment, a smile appeared on his face, immensely satisfied with his current level of power.

Though it felt like a long time, unleashing the two secret techniques took Lu Qingshan less than a single breath.

Whoosh!

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, his already bright and sharp eyes becoming even more dazzling at this moment.

A blazing red sword light shot out swiftly from his body.

Boom! Boom!

The Dragon Sparrow shot out with overwhelming force, directly aiming at....

The Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal!

Lu Qingshan's figure disappeared the moment the Dragon Sparrow shot out, merging with the sword light it transformed into.

Formless Sword Escape.

The brilliant sword light carried Lu Qingshan as it shot forth abruptly.

Wherever the sword light passed, the air rippled to the sides, forming a visible groove.

The speed of the sword light was so astonishing that all anyone could see was a line of light passing through their eyes.

The sword light, like lightning, directly triggered a cloud explosion, instantly zooming away and rubbing against the void.

It was an indescribable shock.

"Stop him!"

The Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal shouted.

Without needing his commands, the demonic cultivators had already adjusted their attack.

Endless demonic qi, along with waves of techniques, had already covered Lu Qingshan, leaving no room for escape and drowning him instantaneously.

At this moment, the Northern River Border cultivators revealed expressions of despair, and Xu Xi's eyes dimmed, face pale as ash.

Sword cultivators are known to be the first to charge in battle, everyone knows.

But why had Wu Yan, known for body cultivation, led the charge instead?

The reason was here.

When the numbers on either side were too disparate, the enemy's spells could completely overwhelm their side in an instant.

It was common knowledge that sword cultivators had weak physical bodies.

Drowned by so many secret techniques of the demon race, even few body cultivators could withstand it, much less sword cultivators.

In the eyes of the Northern River Border cultivators, Lu Qingshan, overwhelmed by the demonic cultivators' assault, must be dead beyond doubt.

They seemed to lose their breath, their eyes blood-red, expressing profound grief.

Just moments ago, when Lu Qingshan had consecutively unleashed the Power of the Mountains and Seas and the Bing Syllable Mantra, they experienced a brief moment of hope.

But that hope had lasted less than a breath before being swallowed.

"Wait, what is that?!" Xu Xi's face was bleak, but his gaze remained unwillingly fixed on the spot where Lu Qingshan was submerged.

Thus, he was the first Northern River Border cultivator to notice something unusual.

There, a flicker of golden light shimmered.

Xu Xi instinctively exclaimed.

His voice drew others' attention, prompting the Northern River Border cultivators to immediately focus their sights there.

The next moment, the Northern River Border cultivators' pupils dilated, revealing signs of awe.