The first day of the eighth year of Tianyuan was indescribably long and mournful for the Central Spirit Domain.
This was a day of earth-shaking change.
But for other regions, it was rely an insignificant day.
After all, even for mortals, a single day can be easily overlooked.
Let alone cultivators, whose lifespans are counted in centuries and millennia, to them, a day is like a grain of sand in the desert,
yet this seemingly insignificant grain of sand stirred up the greatest storm since the years of Chang’an.
For most people, they remain completely oblivious to the approaching storm.
But there will always be those who step up to shield the world from the wind and rain.
......
In Hanguang Courtyard at Yun Pass, the vast complexes stretch endlessly to the eye.
Lu Qingshan walked on the crisscrossed streets.
Like the other cultivators in Yun Pass, he has been on alert within the city walls during this period, not daring to leave easily.
For Sword Cultivators, most insights and improvents co from travel and combat; being confined to one place or in seclusion often greatly limits their progress in the Sword Dao.
However, in the eyes of most people, the War Demon Clan has only been stationed outside the domains for three months.
Three months, what is that?
It’s hardly considered a delay.
Even three years is but a drop in the ocean for cultivators.
Only for Lu Qingshan, it doesn’t apply this way.
After all, it took him just over a month to progress from the Extremity of Ten Flowers to Divine Transformation Perfection.
Three months is already a considerably long ti for him.
"Young Sect Master Lu."
"Young Sect Master Lu."
Occasionally, passing cultivators would respectfully greet Lu Qingshan, the reverence in their eyes was genuine.
After the battle at the Northern River Border three months ago, his status as the Young Sect Master of the Sword Sect had already been recognized by all the cultivators of Yun Pass.
Whether it was his actions or the strength and potential he exhibited, it was impeccable.
Lu Qingshan nodded in return.
"Young Sect Master Lu." At this mont, another figure approached from not far away.
"Sword Master Xiyuan." Lu Qingshan greeted with a smile.
Sword Master Xiyuan was one of the Eighth-Realm Sword Cultivators in the Sword Sect, a Third Tribulation Realm Cultivator.
But Lu Qingshan, as a Sixth-Realm Cultivator, greeted him casually like a friend, and Sword Master Xiyuan showed no odd response, accepting Lu Qingshan’s attitude as normal.
This was because, although Lu Qingshan’s strength was not yet on par with his, as soone nearly universally recognized by the Sword Sect cultivators as the Young Sect Leader, his status within the Sword Sect, apart from the seven Peak Masters, was already second to none.
"Are you going to find your Master again?" Sword Master Xiyuan asked with a smile.
Just as Lu Qingshan was about to answer, he sensed sothing and took out a communication token.
Its faint light flickered.
He projected his divine sense into it, and his expression changed. Apologizing to Sword Master Xiyuan, he said, "My Master says several Peak Masters are eting for discussions at Qingyun Palace, and I’ve been asked to attend as a listener. I need to head to Qingyun Palace quickly. Sword Master Xiyuan, please excuse for now."
Sword Master Xiyuan was stunned, a great shock overwhelming his heart.
First, he was shocked that several Peak Masters were gathering at Qingyun Palace for deliberations, sothing not seen for many years.
Undoubtedly, the matters they were to discuss this ti must be of great significance and wide-ranging implications.
Second, he was surprised that for such a high-level eting, Lu Qingshan, a Sixth-Realm Sword Cultivator, was called.
This indicated that Lu Qingshan had already reached the highest ranks among the cultivators at Yun Pass.
It was clear that after the Northern River Border battle, not only were the Yun Pass cultivators awed by Lu Qingshan’s achievents, even the seven Peak Masters began to truly pay attention to Lu Qingshan.
"Then hurry along, don’t keep the Sword Coming Peak Master waiting." Sword Master Xiyuan quickly said.
"Then I’ll take my leave for now." Lu Qingshan responded.
In fact, it wasn’t just Sword Master Xiyuan who was surprised; even Lu Qingshan himself was extraordinarily surprised by this news.
Although he anticipated that with the strength and potential he displayed, it would be easy to gain attention, he never expected it would be such a teoric rise.
Overall, Lu Qingshan felt delighted about this.
— Only by standing in higher places can he decide and change more things.
However, the delight lasted only a mont.
Because Lu Qingshan understood one thing: a eting where several Peak Masters gather, even throughout all the Chang’an Years, wouldn’t happen more than three tis.
Each ti it signifies a matter of vital importance concerning the entire human race and the entire Eastern Domain.
This ti would be no exception.
Could it be that the War Demon Clan really shows signs of initiating the Second War of the Dao and Demons?
Lu Qingshan speculated inwardly.
At this critical mont, apart from this matter, he indeed couldn’t think of anything else of great importance.
Xia Daoyun only sent an urgent ssage to him, asking him to head to Qingyun Palace, without explaining the details.
Although puzzled, he didn’t ask much, knowing he would find out soon.
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In Qingyun Palace, clouds lingered lightly, and spiritual energy was plentiful.
"Qingshan." When Lu Qingshan arrived, Xia Daoyun was already outside the traveling palace, seemingly waiting for him and called out in a cool voice.
"Greetings, Master," Lu Qingshan quickly perford a salute and explained, "Hanguang Courtyard is so distance from Qingyun Palace; it took a bit of ti on the road."
On the battlefield outside the domain, space is unstable, filled with spatial turbulence, not a stable domain.
In such places, teleportation arrays cannot be established, so cultivators can only rely on escape techniques to travel, especially for movents and support on the battlefield.
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