This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 239 - 30 Reaching Heaven’s Connection

The area was entirely engulfed in firelight, with red glows everywhere and no place devoid of flame.

On the Dragon Sparrow Sword, the previously hidden golden dragon patterns were now shining brightly, their noble colors beyond description, profound and endless, reflecting off the Phoenix Pattern.

Most terrifying of all, these dragon-shaped imprints seemed not merely ancient decorations but possessed their own life force.

An incomparably noble Soul Shadow of a Divine Dragon emerged from above the dragon pattern, condensing on the blade.

In just an instant, the dragon shadow took form, twisting its body and breaking free from the Dragon Sparrow Sword, the enormous phantom blazing with fire.

The brilliant form of the Divine Dragon phantom was enough to make one’s heart tremble with fear.

Despite knowing it was just a technique, its lifelike presence was so convincing it instilled disbelief and fear, with a terrifying aura that felt like the authority of a godlike presence and the grace of an ocean.

The Divine Dragon’s cold eyes looked down at the Demon Beasts that were beginning to tremble, and with a great opening of its jaws, it burst forth with a dragon roar.

Accompanying the roar were invisible and transparent ripples that surged forth from the mouth of the Divine Dragon, sweeping toward the Demon Beasts.

Hidden by the crimson flames, the ripples might have seemed inconspicuous, but the terrifying oscillations that came from them and the distorted, illusory space around signaled their power.

This was Dragon Breath, slaying evil and banishing demons.

Any Demon Beast that came into contact with Dragon Breath stood no chance of resisting; in an instant, they dissolved, turned to dust, and vanished.

Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!

The Dragon Breath swept over a dozen Demon Beasts before it finally reached a Golden-Maned Lion with two heads.

Facing the terrifying waves, the Golden-Maned Lion roared, its body shining with a golden divine light that briefly resisted the Dragon Breath.

But that resistance only lasted for a few moments.

Soon after, the divine light shattered, and without its protection, the Dragon Breath freely scorched the lion’s physical body, creating a gigantic bloody cavity in its abdomen.

A breath later, the extraordinary Golden-Maned Lion collapsed onto the ground, motionless and lifeless.

It was the moment the Golden-Maned Lion fell that the Soul Shadow of the Divine Dragon burst apart, the Dragon Breath vanished, and the searing flames slowly dissipated.

For Lu Qingshan’s Spiritual Power had been completely drained, not a drop left, no longer able to sustain the Dragon Breath.

All returned to calm.

Yet, those Demon Beasts that had luckily survived looked at Lu Qingshan as if seeing a ghost, filled with terror.

The beasts trembled on all fours.

The fear from within their hearts finally outweighed the allure of the Primordial Spirit Pearl’s call and their own greed.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

The Demon Beasts turned tail and fled, disappearing from Lu Qingshan’s sight in the blink of an eye.

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Lu Qingshan had intended to use this sword to eradicate the Demon Beasts completely, but the consumption of Dragon Breath far exceeded his expectations, and with insufficient Spiritual Power, he failed to achieve his goal.

But unexpectedly, the outcome wasn’t bad—at least the remaining Demon Beasts were still alive but had been terrified out of their wits, no longer daring to fight.

Seeing the Demon Beasts scatter, with no living creature in sight, the intense demonic nature and urge to kill within Lu Qingshan finally subsided somewhat.

Yet, just as Lu Qingshan had started to relax slightly, a tremendously strange golden mist began to shimmer over the lifeless body of the Golden-Maned Lion that lay collapsed on the ground.

Under the influence of the golden light, the wound in its abdomen healed at a terrifyingly visible speed.

And one of its formidable heads, the one on the left, was simultaneously withering rapidly, becoming desiccated.

In the blink of an eye, the Golden-Maned Lion’s wound was completely healed. Explore more at empire

The same, only one of its extraordinary heads remained intact.

The other head had now shrunk to a ball of flesh, tucked away at the side, resembling a grotesque tumor.

The eyes of the Golden-Maned Lion suddenly snapped open, filled with ferocious light.

The Golden-Maned Lion, which had lost its life force, made an eerie comeback!

Although its aura had weakened significantly and it had lost one head, the mere fact of resurrection was a miracle beyond imagination.

This was the Bloodline Talent of the Golden-Maned Lion, a rare breed.

It had two lion heads and accordingly two lives; in times of need, it even had the ability to bring itself back by regenerating a severed head.

This was its most important reliance.

And yet, Lu Qingshan had just severed one of its lives, causing the beast to be split with rage and filled with hatred.

"You... deserve to die!"

The sole remaining head of the Golden-Maned Lion glared at Lu Qingshan with eyes wide with rage and malice.

Although it was severely weakened, it hadn’t left the Third Grade realm.

And the cultivator in front of it, his aura was plainly at its weakest point.

It was convinced that Lu Qingshan must be at the end of his strength, utterly incapable of resisting.

"Utterly foolish, utterly foolish; if you had any strength left, why hold back and not wipe out all the Demon Beasts present!" The Golden-Maned Lion seemed to be mocking the fleeing Demon Beasts, as well as mocking Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan, with depleted Spiritual Power, watched the restless Golden-Maned Lion, surprised by its bizarre talent but devoid of any fear in his heart.