Lu Qingshan’s spirit focused intently, seriously feeling the changes within himself, familiarizing himself with the surge of strength.
Inside his Dantian, what had been only a shallowyer of Spiritual Liquid was now brimming full, as if about to overflow.
His Spiritual Power, in terms of purity and depth, was undoubtedly unique among Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
To take another step forward, he would need to solidify the overflowing Spiritual Liquid within his Dantian into a Golden Core.
Lu Qingshan opened his slightly closed eyes, and a strange luster shed through his pitch-ck pupils, twinkling with divine light.
He looked around; whether it was the sound of the wind or other noises, everything was much clearer than before, due to the immense enhancement of his Divine Sense and perception.
Just as he was about to release his Divine Sense to try and cover the range it could now reach,
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A deafening barrage of sonic booms suddenly came from the sky above.
Lu Qingshan hurriedly looked up, only to see the outer clouds that had been enshrouding the area start to churn violently.
The next moment, the clouds began to steam and dissipate.
In just a few breaths of time, all the clouds vanishedpletely.
Hundreds of massive Jiao Beasts appeared in mid-air, circling.
Every Jiao Beast was covered in ayer of dragon scales. Under the sunlight, the scales reflected specks of a cold gleam, dazzling and blinding, like the sharp edge of a cold weapon.
Hovering in front of this group of Jiao Beasts was a man in ck, his voice brutal and hoarse, "You puny creatures, the King has arrived."
It was the Jiaolong Demon King.
Not far from Lu Qingshan, a Blood Light rose up.
The Sword Master’s Qi-Blood surged within him, hanging in the air, his figure stopping in front of the Jiaolong Demon King, standing at the same height as the Jiaolong Demon King.
"Where is Jiao Yan?" The Jiaolong Demon King’s eyes shed with dangerous intent, his gaze unrestrainedly scanning the Sword Master’s empty left sleeve, an undeniable challenge in his manner.
Unperturbed, the Sword Master spoke lightly, "It took us quite some effort to capture Jiao Yan, not easy at all. It wouldn’t be appropriate for the Jiao King to expect us to just give him back for nothing, would it?"
"Oh?" The Jiaolong Demon King’s gaze sharpened, "Then what do you want?"
"Life for a life, since the Jiao King wants Jiao Yan’s life," the Sword Master stated firmly, "how about trading it for yours?"
"Aren’t you biting off more than you can chew?" The Jiaolong Demon King’s pupils narrowed slightly, asking in a sinister tone, "Aren’t you afraid of bursting your gut?"
"I mayck many things," the Sword Master said, his expression growing colder, "but not a big appetite. Today, I intend not only to take your life but to send every member of the Jiao n you brought to join you in the Netherworld!"
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
As his words fell, the Sword Master’s left sleeve lifted.
Spiritual Light burst into the sky, and the clouds that had been dispersed by the Jiaolong Demon King once again surged from all directions.
But this time, the clouds had be sharp-edged, seeming like grains of sand as they swept toward the hundreds of Jiao Beasts.
On the ground, hundreds of Dragon ying Saber Cultivators revealed their forms, all holding gs and surging with Spiritual Power, as they controlled the clouds to entwine around the Jiao Beasts.
Another group of Dragon ying Saber Cultivators leapt into the air, casting spells, advancing towards the Jiao Beasts.
With the clouds restraining them, in this brief moment, it was the Human Race that seemed to gain the upper hand.
"Na?ve!" The Jiaolong Demon King sneered, his vertical pupils sweeping through the air, having anticipated this situation.
He stopped wasting words with the Sword Master, and a ck mist emanated from his body. Amidst the mist, a terrifying ck Jiao, over sixty zhang in length, appeared before everyone’s eyes.
And in the instant the Jiaolong Demon King transformed back to his true form, the Sword Master, wielding the Full Moon Saber and turning into a red light, moved so fast that his shape blurred. The Blood Light converged on the Full Moon Saber, shing towards the neck of the Jiaolong Demon King.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Sounds ofpressed air exploding resonated where the Full Moon Saber passed.
In an instant, the blood-red saber light swept across the throat of the Jiaolong Demon King.
The Jiaolong Demon King, with his enormous body, failed to dodge the ghostly sh.
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Yet, contrary to expectations of flesh and blood flying, the collision between the saber light and the dragon scales on the Jiaolong Demon King’s neck sparked violently, making a metallic nging sound.
The Jiaolong Demon King let out a sinisterugh as his sharp ws reached for the Sword Master’s chest.
With his physical body, he withstood the Sword Master’s sh without a single injury, not even a white mark appeared on the dragon scales.
Facing the w strike from the Jiaolong Demon King, the Sword Master hastily positioned his de to defend.
Boom!
An overwhelming force traveled up the Sword Master’s arm that was holding the de and into his body. Under the impact, the Sword Master’s body involuntarily flew backwards, crashing into the ground and creating a deep pit.
"Worthy of a Fourth Grade peak Demon Beast, its physical strength is such that I’m not a match at all," the Sword Master struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with increased caution as he looked at the Jiaolong Demon King.
He was a Body Cultivator, belonging to the group of Cultivators with formidable physical bodies, and even with the aid of a Magic Artifact, a direct confrontation with the Jiaolong Demon King had left him slightly injured.
The most important thing was that the dragon scales on the Jiaolong Demon King wereparable to a top-quality Defensive Artifact, and his full-force sh couldn’t Break Defense.
This battle was indeed not easy; the Jiaolong Demon King was much stronger than two hundred years ago.
Why had its strength grown so rapidly?
A glint of icy light shed in the Sword Master’s eyes, filled with perplexity.
ording tomon sense, the Demon n had extremely long lifespans, and correspondingly, their progress in strength was much slower than that of the Human Race. Yet the cultivation rate of the Jiaolong Demon King broke free from thismon sense.
"With just this level of strength, you dare to strike at me?" the Jiaolong Demon King’s voice boomed like thunder, its huge eyes cold and dismissive as it looked down at the Sword Master, its tone full of contempt.
As the Jiaolong Demon King uttered its threats, a vague ck afterimage suddenly appeared, shing through the air.
Spurt!
Caught off guard, and with the ck afterimage moving extremely fast, it swept across the Jiaolong Demon King’s back, leaving behind a spray of blood.
The Jiaolong Demon King was wounded!
In pain, the Jiaolong Demon King couldn’t help but roar furiously, its vertical pupils fixed on the serpentine ck afterimage that was continuously circling in the air.
This time it saw clearly what the ck shadow was.
It was a sword, entirely dark, emanating a chilling danger that made even the Jiaolong Demon King feel a deep sense of dread.
And now, arge wound had appeared on its back, which was covered with dragon scales.
"Such a sharp Sword Artifact!" the Jiaolong Demon King instantly became more vignt.
The Heaven Rank Sword Artifact, Three-feet Edge, had sharpness that not even the Jiaolong Demon King’s scales could withstand.
A tall figure appeared in front of the Sword Master, his face extremely stern.
It was Xue Zhuyong.
He was the one who hadmanded the Three-feet Edge to wound the Jiaolong Demon King.
Xue Zhuyong was not a Sword Cultivator, nor had he practiced the Flying Sword Technique, using the Three-feet Edge as a regr Magic Artifact instead.
Yet even without the boost from the Flying Sword Technique, the lethality of the Three-feet Edge against Demon Beasts was still surprisingly strong.
"Is this all you’ve prepared to y the dragon?" Xue Zhuyong frowned and asked the Sword Master.
"Of course not." The Sword Master spoke with a deliberate and heavy tone, then shouted, "Rise!"
As the Sword Master shouted, the Great Formation stirred once again, churning out countless clouds.
These clouds instantly Solidified into a giant.
The giant stood a hundred zhang tall, with three heads and six arms, each holding heavy weapons like cloud spears or tridents.
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With a roar of wind, the Cloud Mist Giant swung its cloud-formed weapons, smashing them toward the Jiaolong Demon King.
The Jiaolong Demon King moved swiftly, adjusting its position, and simultaneously swung its tail, trying to bisect the giant at the waist, as if to slice the Cloud Mist Giant in half.
Due to its massive size, the Cloud Mist Giant was limited in movement, and the Jiaolong Demon King, coated with a ck light, easily passed its tail through the giant’s waist.
Receiving no resistance, the clouds at the waist of the Cloud Mist Giant were immediately dispersed.
However, the moment the Jiaolong Demon King retracted its tail, the scattered clouds at the torn waist of the Cloud Mist Giant instantly reformed.
The Cloud Mist Giant was unaffected.
It was like drawing a knife to cut water, where the water only flowed faster.
And yet, the six cloud-formed weapons, also made of clouds, continued their trajectory unabated and struck the Jiaolong Demon King, making a loud impact.
Even with its immensely powerful body, the Jiaolong Demon King plunged several zhang downwards before stabilizing its figure under the blow.