This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

I saw there, a figure wrapped in golden light emerged, breaking through the myriad of divine skills and spells of the Demon Race.

Within the golden light, Lu Qingshan's body was as crystalline as jade.

His skin was shrouded in a jade-like luster, with a strange mystical power flowing on the surface.

"Dustless Fighting Chamber!" Lu Qingshan murmured.

At the moment when numerous demonic cultivators from the Demon Race launched their offensive against him, the divine skill from the Divine Transformation Chapter of the Great Xia Scripture was unleashed by him.

[Dustless Fighting Chamber]

Description: The vastness of the chamber stands alone, the orchid heart is clear and dustless.

Generates a ten-foot domain around the body, lasting for a certain time, within the domain, all techniques are ineffective.

A faint wave of light emanated from Lu Qingshan's body, forming a small eggshell-like light shield, tightly enclosing his form.

Though the light shield was small, it was extraordinary and mysterious, emitting waves of cosmic laws, forming its own heaven and earth, isolating from the outside world.

The divine skills and spells unleashed by the Seventh Grade Demon Cultivators, as overwhelming as tidal waves, continually rotating, dissipated outside the light shield upon hitting it, unable to harm even a hair on Lu Qingshan.

Divine skills are ineffective, all techniques fail!

Of course, the consumption of maintaining the ten-foot domain of Dustless Fighting Chamber against such a continuous barrage of spells was astonishingly large.

Lu Qingshan could clearly feel the vigorous element force in his body, and the infinite vitality devoured by the Power of the Mountains and Seas was frantically draining away, like a floodgate opened wide.

First burst of energy, then decline, then exhaustion.

Lu Qingshan dared not stop, nor could he stop.

Having chosen to charge through the formation, it was like the path of Mount Hua, either to exhaust and die on the path of assault or to charge straight to the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal. There was no option to retreat or pause.

The element force within him surged wildly, and the speed of Dragon Sparrow soared once more, whistling past.

The speed was so fast, it was almost like teleportation.

The maximum movement distance of Formless Sword Escape was only a thousand feet.

But at this moment, Lu Qingshan had long surpassed a thousand feet in movement, yet he still remained in the state of Formless Sword Escape.

Lu Qingshan had already broken through the limits of his own sword technique, vaguely comprehending a trace of the essence of Unity of Body and Sword.

At this moment, he had become a flying sword, continuously spinning, driving a tornado, as if he intended to pierce the Sky Dome and shoot towards the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal.

The Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal's pupils contracted, staring intently at Lu Qingshan, who had merged with the sword light, staring at the sword light charging at him like a comet.

The sword light was reflected in his eyes, deeply etched into his heart.

As the sword qi thunder echoed through Heaven's Vault, several dozen demonic cultivators adept at close combat immediately deployed their Divine Demon Bodies, directly blocking the flying sword's path, attempting to halt Dragon Sparrow with physical force.

"Die!" A cold voice came from within the sword light.

Instantly, the sword light transformed from Dragon Sparrow touched those dozens of demonic cultivators.

Thunderous roars rose to the sky, as if the heavens and earth were trembling.

The defensive power of each Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator's Divine Demon Body was astonishing, but when touched by Dragon Sparrow, they were all unable to withstand a single blow.

Thud!

The sword light pierced directly through the chest of the first Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator, and upon striking the next cultivator, it pierced through the chest as well.

In this way, it passed through nearly ten demonic cultivators in succession before the physical body of the first cultivator suddenly exploded, torn to pieces, turning into a mist of blood.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One after another, blood mists formed by the demonic cultivators burst in the air, resembling a display of scarlet fireworks.

Wherever the sword light passed, it was unstoppable, everything was to be destroyed.

With clean efficiency, without the slightest hesitation, Lu Qingshan traversed through dozens of close-combat expert demonic cultivators, straight for the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal, directly targeting the Black Demon Flower.

His figure was like lightning, like thunder, rushing out from the blood mist.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The sonic booms brought by the flying sword were earth-shattering.

Lu Qingshan advanced unswervingly, heading straight for the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal.

At this moment, he was already just the last mile away from the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal.

So close, within arm's reach.

A single breath can swallow three thousand miles, a single sword can traverse three thousand cultivators!