This also ans that without a Taoist Artifact, Lu Qingshan would never be able to perform the Four Seals Assembly of the Bing Syllable Mantra in his lifeti.
"It seems that even for a Demon Lord of the War Demon Clan, it is highly probable that they can only master the Tri-Seal Association of the Bing Syllable Mantra..." Lu Qingshan thought to himself.
After all, even possessing the Refining Furnace Divine Ability, even as a Demon Lord, wanting to nurture a demon soldier of Taoist Artifact quality is by no ans an easy task—considering throughout the history of the War Demon Clan, only the Mangcang Demon Venerable at the Semi-Saint Realm nurtured an artifact comparable to a Taoist Artifact, the 'Demon Suppressing'.
"If the War Demon Clan were to find out that I possess three Taoist Artifacts, even just to cultivate the Four Seals Assembly of the Bing Syllable Mantra, they would try every ans to kill and seize the sword."
Lu Qingshan pondered secretly, then shook his head, dismissing the distractions.
"Current experience points: 9900w!"
More than two billion experience points, under Lu Qingshan's extravagance, again fell below the hundred million mark within an hour.
A typical example of being able to earn and spend.
"It's about ti." After sensing his own explosive increase in combat power, Lu Qingshan opened his eyes, gleaming with brilliance.
Like a treasured sword just drawn from its sheath, its sharpness soared.
Lu Qingshan's gaze flickered, sweeping over the demon race team trailing him far behind, gradually gathering ferocity and killing intent.
"Just right..."
He murmured softly.
"Experience points are running low, ti for a supplent."
.....
"Huang Yang, they've stopped!"
The trailing demon race team noticed that Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian, whom they had been following all this ti, were making different moves.
The sword light, which had been steadily advancing into the depths of the Great Wilderness, began to slow, eventually halting completely.
A man and a woman appeared out of the sword light, standing suspended in mid-air.
The man was handso and unparalleled, the woman graceful and elegant, calmly gazing at them.
"What's happening?" Huang Yang frowned, sensing sothing amiss, "Could it be a trap?"
Whether it was a breakthrough in cultivation or the enhancent of the Life-bound Sword, it all occurred within Lu Qingshan.
Thus, the demon race was completely unaware of the changes that occurred to Lu Qingshan within that hour, and could only cautiously speculate.
"I think it's simply that he realizes he can't shake us off, dragging on like this is pointless, and he's preparing to try a real confrontation with us," another demon cultivator at the Eighth Realm First Tribulation comnted.
Huang Yang nodded slightly upon hearing this, finding it the most reasonable explanation.
"Let's play with him." A sinister smile appeared on his lips as he raised his hand, causing the entire team's speed to slow down.
As they predicted, the next mont, Lu Qingshan waved his hand, and the Dragon Sparrow turned into blazing radiance, shooting towards them swiftly.
As the Dragon Sparrow shot out, Huang Yang's complexion subtly changed, looking sowhat astonished at the forr.
"What is that...thing?!"
On the Dragon Sparrow, the vast primordial force erupted without reservation.
The purple-gold primordial force shone brightly, imnsely captivating.
Purple-gold primordial force?
Huang Yang had never heard of anyone whose primordial force would display such a phenonon.
This made his gaze beco much more solemn.
Anything with phenona indicates extraordinary.
"Be careful!" Huang Yang shouted loudly.
Thus, they quickly adjusted their formation, activating their mana, a slight radiance blossod from their bodies, condensing into a mystic flag.
The mystic flag formation with slight radiance not only has tracking ability, but also possesses the power of battle formation.
For Huang Yang, the purple-gold primordial force was a previously unheard existence, but only that.
In their eyes, Lu Qingshan's flying sword couldn't possibly pose a significant threat to them.
The mystic flag fluttered automatically without wind, waving forth storms of black wind sweeping forward.
The void seed to be drained by the black wind, forming black holes.
The Dragon Sparrow soared, the purple-gold primordial force shining, directly confronting the sweeping black wind.
Clang!
Heaven and earth seed to resonate with the touch of tal and iron.
The next instant, a visible storm erupted from the collision point of both forces, its aftermath fierce.
The surroundings were affected by the aftermath, hills already missing half were flattened completely, dust flying everywhere.
However, in this collision, the black wind was ultimately slightly superior, forcibly blocking the Dragon Sparrow's attack.
"The level of primordial force foundation?" After a brief encounter with Lu Qingshan, Huang Yang's face finally changed greatly.
After Lu Qingshan's cultivation reached Integration Perfection, the basic primordial force foundation reached a terrifying 529,000.
This can already be compared to an average Second Tribulation Realm Cultivator.
Of course, Huang Yang is not afraid.
With their nurical advantage here, nearly twenty First Tribulation Realm Cultivators forming a formation, even a genuine Second Tribulation Realm Cultivator would find it difficult to keep them here.
He is shocked that the Elent Force foundation of a Second Tribulation Realm appears on an Integration Realm...
This is evidently a terrifying matter beyond imagination.
"It seems it is not only a super prodigy. Although I am not very familiar with the current situation of the Human Race, with such combat power, this person must be undoubtedly the number one of the younger generation of the Human Race!" Huang Yang slowly said, his gaze towards Lu Qingshan now had a trace of fanaticism.
To have such a foundation on the Integration Realm, even looking into the Abyss, I have never seen it.
The status of such an existence in the Human Race would not be low.
Although their guardianship failed, leading Lord Tian Mang to perish here, if they could eliminate such a high-level prodigy at this place, the reward would undoubtedly be unimaginable. Perhaps it could offset their misdeeds?
Moreover, only when facing such a prodigy, regarding Tian Mang's death, would they have the confidence to explain to the Heavenly Venerable.
"Such Elent Force foundation, today you want to counterattack us, I'm afraid it's still insufficient." Huang Yang raised his head, muttering softly.
Over 500,000 Elent Force foundation is indeed unimaginable for the Integration Realm.
But Lu Qingshan, relying on this, wanting to counterattack them, is still far from enough.
Their reinforcents were already on the way.
Once they hold out for a period and gather manpower, they would be able to seize Lu Qingshan all at once.
.....
Lu Qingshan didn't mind that this sword didn't achieve rit.
He also understood that over 500,000 Elent Force foundation still couldn't shake these nearly twenty First Tribulation Realm Demonic Cultivators.
However, this 529,000 Elent Force foundation was rely his lower limit...
Lu Qingshan's heart stirred.
In the next instant, in the space within his mind between his brows, sitting cross-legged in the Heavenly Heart Abbot domain, the Primordial Spirit, as if forged into a body of glaze, suddenly released brilliant Soul Fla.
Like a blazing sun releasing flas, Divine Sense power surged forth like a tide, unifying with his Elent Force.
Instantly, the pressure unleashed from Lu Qingshan's body began to climb steadily, the Elent Force foundation rose again!
[Three Flowers Gathering at the Top].
Boom!
In the void, azure-blue Sword Light flashed, Oblivion whistled out.
The sword had a vast, majestic Elent Force clinging to it, as if covered by a layer of purple-gold crystal.
But at this mont, Lu Qingshan's purple-gold Elent Force was stronger and carried a special charm than before, with dragon patterns trailing on the surface.
The azure-blue Sword Light was terrifying.
Huang Yang's eyes sank slightly, feeling that this sword from Lu Qingshan had so differences from before, requiring more rigorous treatnt.
He suddenly shouted, "Mysterious Banner Red Stream!"
In the next mont, all the Demonic Cultivators clasped their hands together, forming hand seals.
Only to see the mysterious banner above their heads flowing like a canopy, nurous black radiance tightly enveloping them.
At the sa ti, their bodies retreated extrely sensibly.
Before reinforcents arrived, without a guaranteed victory, they must pull away!
The terrifying Sword Light roared between Heaven and Earth, Oblivion slicing through the void, its speed virtually approaching three thousand tis the speed of sound.
It seed to shatter the void, directly colliding with the canopy ford by the mysterious banner.
Bang, bang, bang!
Earth-shattering sounds rang out.
Oblivion unleashed a powerful impact, directly breaking through the black canopy released by the mysterious banner's formation.
Intense shock waves made these First Tribulation Realm Demonic Cultivators' Qi-Blood churn throughout their bodies.
"How is it possible?!" Huang Yang's mouth bled, exclaiming in shock.
"Why not." Lu Qingshan couldn't help but smile upon hearing Huang Yang's astonishnt.
Although the higher the Elent Force foundation rises, the harder it becos.
But under the enhancent of a perfected Primordial Spirit in the Soul Realm, his Elent Force foundation still surged dramatically, rising from over 500,000 to 700,000.
Officially reaching the level of Third Tribulations Realm Cultivator.
The Elent Force foundation of the Second Tribulation Realm still couldn't allow Lu Qingshan to break through the great formation ford by nearly twenty First Tribulation Realm Demonic Cultivators.
However, the Third Tribulation Realm was sufficient.
In the next instant, Lu Qingshan's mind moved, Dragon Sparrow had returned, held firmly in his hand.
Then, with lightning speed, he charged towards Huang Yang and the Demonic Cultivators.
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