This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Outside the Northern River Border.

As the duration for the Bing Syllable Mantra reached an end, the Dragon Sparrow departed from Lu Qingshan's body.

As soon as Dragon Sparrow appeared, Lu Qingshan reached out and grasped its hilt.

He replaced the Oblivion sword in his hand with Dragon Sparrow.

In the next moment, Lu Qingshan thrust out with his sword.

On the blazing red blade of Dragon Sparrow, golden patterns of dragons and phoenixes began to shine.

Dragon Sparrow: Dragon Breath.

Dragon Sparrow: Phoenix Cry.

These were two attack divine abilities of Dragon Sparrow, with extraordinary power.

More crucially, activating these divine abilities utilized Dragon Sparrow's own divine power and did not consume Lu Qingshan's element force.

For Lu Qingshan, whose element force was nearly exhausted at this moment, it undoubtedly solved the urgent crisis.

The reason he explosively exerted his means so frantically was solely to shatter the courage of the Demon Race's demonic cultivators who resisted.

A brilliant red light emanated from Dragon Sparrow, accompanied by a heaven-shaking dragon roar and clear phoenix cry.

The next moment, the soul shadow of the Azure Dragon formed by flames and the fire phoenix's phantom emerged from the sword.

Dragon Snake flew swiftly, Phoenix Cry echoed in the Nine Heavens.

The two soul shadows swept forward toward the demonic cultivators, reaching the pinnacle of power, scorching the void.

The Azure Dragon coiled, Phoenix Sparrow danced, the divine power was overwhelming.

Roar!

Chant!

The ancient and solemn dragon roar and phoenix cry sounded together.

Flames accompanied by sword light surged skyward.

Heaven and earth changed colors, winds and clouds rolled backward, the Dragon Sparrow soul shadow seemed to transform this place into a world of flames.

The flames roared past.

In an instant, those Seventh Grade Demon Cultivators touched by the flames, their Divine Demon Bodies visibly turning charred and turning to ash in a blink.

In just a moment, the two dragon and phoenix soul shadows cut a bloody path forward, leaving intense heat lingering over their path.

What frightened the demonic cultivators further was it was yet another method Lu Qingshan had never demonstrated prior.

Sword Qi Spirit, Netherworld Sword, Myriad Swords Art, Secret Sword: Autumn Frost Coagulation, Falling Star...

Followed now by these two Dragon Sparrow divine abilities.

Lu Qingshan's methods seemed endless, and every move struck fear, enough to clear the field.

At this moment, those surrounding Lu Qingshan, shocked by the echoes of Dragon Breath and Phoenix Cry, were striving to resist the power of Dragon Sparrow's divine abilities.

And after burning over twenty demonic cultivators to dust in succession, the soul shadows composed of flames finally exhausted their divine power, gradually fading, allowing these demonic cultivators a brief breath.

However, during this precious short respite, these demonic cultivators, pale-faced, didn't seize the chance to launch another assault on Lu Qingshan; rather, they fled fearfully towards the outskirts.

Inside, they were immeasurably anxious, almost frantically fleeing without care, terrified that Lu Qingshan would hunt them down from behind.

Lu Qingshan considered—each demonic cultivator slain amounted to a large sum of experience points accrued.

Yet even for him, with abundant mana, he had reached a point of no return.

If these demonic cultivators weren't frightened and lost their courage now, he'd be the one in trouble.

Nonetheless....

The outcome is settled!

Like a chain reaction.

Lu Qingshan was already positioned near the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, these demonic cultivators fled outward one after another, perhaps not necessarily trying to escape the battlefield, but rather simply staying distant from Lu Qingshan for a while.

Yet, from the perspective of demonic cultivators on the outskirts, it appeared their companions had started fleeing.

After Xuan Du's demise, there was no one left in the demonic cultivator faction to lead the general situation.

The demonic cultivators felt greatly bewildered, suddenly seeing large numbers starting to flee, instinctively followed suit.

In large-scale conflicts involving many people, this is the usual scenario.

Most people's mental focus is on their opponent, only able to pay attention to the situation around them, completely ignorant of the entire battlefield's status and direction.

Therefore, it requires a general to oversee and provide direction for the "soldiers."

This is why the commander is vitally important in warfare.

There must be one who can comprehend the overall situation, commanding, orchestrating the army to initiate attacks, or defend, or retreat.

Though the cultivator battles differ markedly from mundane wars, the discrepancy is mainly in strength; on strategic levels, they largely share the same principles.

If Xuan Du were still present, even if the demonic cultivators lost courage, they would have to grit their teeth and persist.

But the issue is, this is merely a hypothetical.

"The situation must have collapsed, why else would they flee?"

"They've fled, if we don't flee, we'll surely die."

"There's safety in numbers, I'm not the only one fleeing..."

This is the current mindset of most demonic cultivators.

Thus, what began with just dozens escaping from Lu Qingshan's proximity swiftly escalated into the entire demonic cultivator force breaking down and fleeing.

In reality, a hastily assembled cultivator army lacking training, only put together to form a team for deployment, when it comes to discipline, pales compared to well-trained mundane troops.

This is an unavoidable situation.

——For cultivators pursuing personal power, stringent military orders akin to common people are unrealistic.

Even now, with over two thousand demonic cultivators remaining, each trembling, panicking, casting fearful glances at Lu Qingshan, and then scattering like birds, retreating.

As they competed to flee, over eight hundred cultivators charging out from Northern River Border were each fierce in killing intent.