This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Among the demonic cultivators he has confronted face-to-face, apart from the Demon Lord he led into the Wilderness Domain of Ying Jie, the highest combat power he has faced is that of a High Ranking Demon Marshal, still quite far from being a top-tier Demon Marshal.

In cultivation, it naturally becomes more difficult to advance as one approaches the limit.

Therefore, the gap between Demon Marshals is also vast; the distance between a top-tier Demon Marshal and a High Ranking Demon Marshal far exceeds that between a High Ranking Demon Marshal and a regular Seventh Grade.

Moreover, even when he slew a High Ranking Demon Marshal before, Lu Qingshan relied on the might of the Demon Suppressing arms.

In the current scenario, with so many eyes watching, he certainly cannot easily use the Demon Suppressing arms.

Otherwise, once this matter becomes exposed, it might intensify the conflict between the Human Race and the War Demon Clan, possibly leading to an early decisive battle.

——Any race would find it unbearable for their Clan-Quelling Divine Arms to fall into enemy hands.

But since he chose to charge into battle, how could he not account for the strength of the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal?

"Indeed, a top-tier Demon Marshal is not someone I can currently defeat," Lu Qingshan said in a cold voice as he opened his palm, causing a bright yellow talisman to self-immolate without fire, disappear without wind, "However, sometimes, one's background is also a form of strength."

This was the Sword Token given by Xia Daoyun.

He used three during the Abyss expedition, leaving seven on him now.

A beam of spiritual light blossomed from the talisman.

Simultaneously, a blast of sword qi erupted forth.

The sword qi erupted from Lu Qingshan's palm, streaking across horizontally.

This was sky-piercing sword qi, with world-shattering power, spiritual light blossoming and filling the sky.

The Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal's face drastically changed, breathing heavily, and finally retreated rapidly in the instant the sword qi approached, no longer staying in place.

He sensed an immense threat from the sword qi.

As he retreated, the desiccated dragon formed by demonic qi behind him roared forward, distorting the void in its path, creating ripples that spread outward.

But the sword qi, with its intense presence, expanded around, instantly intercepting all those ripples.

Meanwhile, behind the ripples, the ominous dragon essence, dull and lifeless, shattered like a bubble under the sword qi, revealing the face of the greatly alarmed Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal beneath.

As the sword qi closed in, it was already just three feet away from him in an instant.

At this distance, the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal could distinctly feel the pressure of life and death emanating from the sword qi.

This was the most perilous threat he had ever faced in his life, turning his face as pale as a snowy mountain, his lips moving slightly, and thick veins like gnarled roots bulging on his body, emitting a yellow light.

The yellow light formed a protective shield, ready to expand...

Sword qi already came crashing in, shattering the yellow protective shield into pieces.

Poof!

At this moment, the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal let out a miserable scream, a bloodstained hole appearing in his forehead.

The sword qi pierced straight through his forehead.

Blood spurted several feet high.

The Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal spat out blood seven or eight times consecutively, his body convulsing violently, his aura weak.

This was the most formidable attack he had ever endured from birth until now.

Because the owner of this sword qi was Xia Daoyun.

He jerked his head up, his body trembling, fixing a fierce stare on Lu Qingshan, his lips trembling as if trying to speak.

But it was too late.

Poof, poof, poof, poof!

In the stunned gaze of the crowd, countless fine holes appeared all over the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal's body, blood spurting out.

The Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal turned into a perforated demon marshal.

Finally, his entire body exploded, transforming into a massive rain of blood falling from the sky.

The scene was shocking, leaving all demonic cultivators dumbfounded.

The Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal was one of the most formidable among the Seventh Grade Demon Cultivators, the leader of their expedition, dominating the domain battlefield for a thousand years without meeting an equal. To think he was killed so effortlessly today?

The Desiccated Dragon Demon Body, an undoubtedly powerful divine demon body, with everything perishing wherever it passed, was absolutely strong enough to reign at the same tier, yet was slain by a mere sword qi?

Within the Northern River Border, all the human cultivators were even more astonished.

No one expected that Lu Qingshan, whose cultivation was merely at the Sixth Realm, would stride through the tide of demonic cultivators like a god descending, slaying the leading powerhouse of the Demon Race, leaving everyone in awe.

"That is...." General Wu Yan of the Northern River Border had an inexplicable expression.

"Talisman paper made from the golden silkworm thread spat by silkworms without silk... truly extravagant," he muttered.

There aren't many cultivators in the world stronger than Xia Daoyun, though it cannot be said there are none.

But why did others not leave similar defensive means like sword tokens for their disciples?

The reason is that while it isn't difficult for these strong individuals to unleash an attack like that sword qi, finding a medium to bear and preserve their power is exceedingly difficult.

The sword qi stored in the Sword Token given by Xia Daoyun is not precious; if she wanted to, Xia Daoyun could even unleash a river of sword qi.

The precious part is the talisman paper.

It was made from the golden silkworm thread spewed by silkworms without silk.

Since they are named silkworms without silk, the value of the thread they produce goes without saying.

What's even rarer is that, to this day, the entire Human Race has only ever found five silkworms without silk, all in the possession of Great Xia, valuable rare treasures akin to tribute.

Only someone with Xia Daoyun's status would have some share of the golden silkworm thread, but even so, the quantity must not be much.

Such precious items, Xia Daoyun actually used to make talisman paper, merely to bear a single sword qi.

This Luo Shen Fairy, just how much does she favor her disciple Lu Qingshan?