This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 238 - 29 Slaying Demons (Part 2)_2

In the ten years of gaming in his previous life, Lu Qingshan had experienced a number of battles that few in the Human Race could compare to. His battle awareness had become exceptionally unparalleled.

And when had these Demon Beasts ever encountered such a battle-skilled cultivator? Under Lu Qingshan’s sword, they appeared frequently flawed and struggled to defend themselves.

With each successive victory, Lu Qingshan’s momentum grew stronger and increasingly formidable.

Lu Qingshan, with his hand on the blade, gazed ahead.

A hundred feet away, seven or eight Demon Beasts were nervously circling, their eyes filled with reluctance and unwillingness to withdraw.

But this time, Lu Qingshan chose not to strike first.

The reason was that his Spiritual Power had run low.

Even though he practiced the Taoist Level Cultivation Technique Returning Ruins Scripture, which gave him unusual depths and rates of recovery of Spiritual Power, such intense and continuous battles had led to more expenditure than replenishment.

The Spiritual Power within his Dantian had diminished to barely a tenth of its usual level, leaving only a thin layer remaining.

Nearing the end of his strength, Lu Qingshan managed to deter the Demon Beasts from attacking merely by the intimidating presence formed by the heads of the several dozen beasts he had slain.

Standing before the intimidating structures, he slightly closed his eyes and circulated his cultivation technique, seizing this rare interval to quickly restore his Spiritual Power.

The Demon Beasts could feel Lu Qingshan restoring his Spiritual Power, and understood it was a rare opportunity to attack, but after much hesitation, they were still daunted by the imposing presence of the constructed heads and did not dare to advance.

This was the primary purpose behind Lu Qingshan’s creation of the intimidating figures.

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As time passed, the number of Demon Beasts gradually increased.

"Although this fellow is fierce, he is but one person. No matter how strong, he cannot fight against many hands alone. Let’s charge together; surely we are not really afraid of him?" a cunning fox spirit in the crowd of beasts shouted, trying to incite the others to charge.

Immediately, a beast questioned, "Who should go first then? Fox, since it’s your idea, how about you lead the charge? We will naturally follow closely behind."

"The task of charging should be assigned to the physically stronger members of the Demon Clan. I excel in speed, which naturally suits me better for assisting from the side."

"How convenient for you, sending us to die in the charge while you reap the benefits?" another beast mocked.

A group of Demon Beasts began to bicker among themselves. Without a capable leader to unite them, the proposed collective attack eventually came to nothing.

The sword cultivator blocking the way was ferocious and ruthless, his sword technique exceptional, having slain dozens of demons, including several Third Grade Great Demons. Those who charged forward met certain death.

Who then was willing to sacrifice themselves for the benefit of others?

While the Demon Beasts might not match the strategic prowess of the Human Race, they were certainly not lacking in their instinct to survive.

Just as the number of surrounding Demon Beasts had increased to nearly thirty and Lu Qingshan had restored a tenth of his Spiritual Power, a deafening roar suddenly erupted, startling everyone to their core.

All the Demon Beasts quickly stepped aside, making room.

A terrifying creature emerged from the path cleared by the beasts.

It was a two-headed Golden-Maned Lion, its mane fluttering.

In its equally golden eyes lurked a deep-seated ferocity.

A mid-Third Grade variant, its bloodline and strength sufficient to subdue the many beasts.

The Golden-Maned Lion walked to the forefront of the beasts, facing Lu Qingshan from a distance. The left head spoke threateningly, its voice booming like a bell.

"Young brat, the inheritance of the Demon Spirit naturally belongs to the Demon Clan. How dare you, a mere boy, try to stop us from receiving the inheritance left by Lord Demon Spirit, and even harm our brethren so extensively?"

The Golden-Maned Lion was not genuinely seeking vengeance for those slain by Lu Qingshan; it simply sought an excuse to test him.

Lu Qingshan’s eyes suddenly opened wide, the intense murderous aura swirling within his red pupils made the Golden-Maned Lion’s heart tremble.

Believing in the principle that slaying demons required no dialogue, Lu Qingshan spoke for the first time to these beasts.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why all this talk, if not out of fear?"

"Afraid?" the Golden-Maned Lion roared, "With so many of us, why would we fear a single Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Lu Qingshan’s gaze swept over the beasts, his eyes cold as blades, causing all of them to lower their heads, none daring to meet his stare.

"Ha…" Lu Qingshan chuckled dismissively.

His long sword dangled at his side.

Significantly, despite slaying tens of demons, the Dragon Sparrow Sword bore not a single stain of blood.

A three-foot sword energy surged out from the Dragon Sparrow Sword, refined to perfection.

"Though the demons are many," Lu Qingshan raised his wrist, his sword pointing at all the demon beasts, "they are merely a slash away."

Proud and piercing.

However, paired with the pile of demon beast heads stacked high behind him and the bloodthirsty madness emanating from Lu Qingshan, it was enough to chill the hearts of all demon beasts present.

"Charge with this king and slay this Sword Cultivator. The Demon Spirit inheritance belongs to our Demon Clan. How can we let the Human Cultivators dictate its fate, especially just a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?" the Golden-Maned Lion roared, "This one leading the charge will be dealt with by this king, and you just need to follow me and charge!"

Well aware of the current situation, the Golden-Maned Lion did not play any tricks in the charge against the Sword Cultivator but took the initiative to lead the charge.

Its thoughts were simple.

——As long as they could deal with this obstructing Sword Cultivator, the Demon Spirit inheritance, how could other demon beasts compete with it?

For the sake of the Demon Spirit inheritance, even if it had to lead the charge once, could this Sword Cultivator really kill it?

With someone willing to lead, the other demon beasts were naturally ready to follow.

This time, a consensus was finally reached.

The demon beasts charged towards Lu Qingshan, bringing with them a destructive force.

The Golden-Maned Lion at the forefront of the charge howled to the sky, and it was clear to see two golden sonic waves burst from its mouth, tangible and massive like an all-enveloping tsunami, rushing towards Lu Qingshan.

In front of such vast sonic waves, Lu Qingshan’s figure was as inconspicuous as a rock in the tide.

Two layers of Sword Armor emerged above Lu Qingshan’s body.

The golden sonic waves swept across.

Sizzling sounds erupted, as the sonic wave tide struck Lu Qingshan’s Sword Armor, creating a mingling clashing noise.

The massive figure of the Golden-Maned Lion had already pounced to Lu Qingshan’s front. Its golden claws heavily fell, carrying a force that could split mountains and crack the ground, colliding with Lu Qingshan’s sword. Spiritual light scattered, resonating with deep rumbles, shocking the slightly slower other demon beasts.

Why did this Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator possess such immense strength?

With just a sword, facing the powerful onslaught of the Golden-Maned Lion, he wasn’t at a disadvantage. In fact, he even seemed slightly superior?

Within a single breath, Lu Qingshan swung his sword several times.

After taking the first wave of attacks from Lu Qingshan, the Golden-Maned Lion used the impact force of the sword techniques to retreat strategically.

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It intended to let the other demon beasts continue the assault, aiming to kill Lu Qingshan through a relay battle strategy.

Lu Qingshan’s condition was not good at the moment, or rather, it was very bad.

He was unable to use the Flying Sword Technique.

The banishing effect of the evil aura was significant: once the Dragon Sparrow Sword left his hand, not making it even ten feet, it would be like sinking into a marsh, hardly moving, let alone having any lethality.

What he could rely on were only his sword techniques and sword energy, with no other options.

But his Spiritual Power was now extremely depleted, less than ten percent remaining.

Most of that Spiritual Power still had to be used to deploy the Sword Armor, facing these omnipresent attacks.

Facing these groups of demon beasts besieging him, he seemed utterly powerless, trapped in a deadly situation.

But in these circumstances, Lu Qingshan became even colder.

His eyelids slightly drooped, and he whispered softly, "Dragon Sparrow Sword, let me see your true power, the power of a Taoist artifact!"

Lu Qingshan’s sword moved, the Dragon Sparrow Sword swung, extremely casually.

Yet, this casual swing created an impact that was hard to believe.

Roar!

The Dragon Sparrow Sword emitted a humming sword chant.

Divine light appeared on the Dragon Sparrow Sword, following the trajectory of the swing downwards, a mighty and earth-shattering scarlet flame came into being, flickering as it swept across all the demon beasts.

This corridor was filled and occupied by the flames.

The searing temperature of the scarlet flames caused the dense evil aura above to start rolling violently.

[Dragon Breath]: Active: The sword generates dragon breath to exterminate evil and slay demons.