Lu Qingshan once again embarked on the journey to the east.
However, compared to the last ti, his heart was more resolute and he had a clear goal this ti.
Although this region was already in turmoil, like a ship in the ocean that could be capsized by the waves at any mont.
But now, Lu Qingshan had already seen the coastline that represented hope.
He believed that whether it was the Human Race or the Sword Sect, they would surely achieve the final victory.
After a journey that didn't require much effort, Lu Qingshan finally arrived outside Bullhorn City again.
Bullhorn City, which was once crowded with a tidal wave of Demon Race army, was now deserted.
Lu Qingshan stood silently outside the city.
It was here that Ning Fengchen led the Sword Sect's most elite seven hundred and thirty-nine sword cultivators and went to their deaths with resolve.
It was not just Lu Qingshan; in the mories of many cultivators in the world, this was the first ti the supposedly invincible sword cultivators of the Sword Sect suffered such a painful defeat.
Qin Yitian looked worriedly at Lu Qingshan.
There was no sign of any unusual emotion on his face.
But Qin Yitian noticed that Lu Qingshan's hand had inexplicably tightened.
It was clenched so tightly, his knuckles turned white, exposing his tension and suppressed feelings more than anyone else's.
"I want to take a trip to the south."
Finally, Lu Qingshan could no longer control his emotions and proposed to head south.
He used a negotiating tone, as if he wouldn't go if Qin Yitian disagreed.
Qin Yitian knew where Lu Qingshan wanted to go.
Horsehoof City and Tigerhead City.
As Lu Qingshan said, by now, both cities had surely fallen.
Moreover, a month's ti is neither too little nor too much, but should be a race against ti.
So Lu Qingshan rushing over now couldn't recover anything, besides wasting precious ti, it would be aningless.
But sotis, aningless things do not an they are not worth doing.
Many things, even if you already know the answer in your heart, you need to see the answer with your own eyes to give up completely.
Because he cares, he must do this.
The young master is very extraordinary, but in this matter, he is not much different from ordinary people.
Qin Yitian understood Lu Qingshan, so she said, "Then take the trip, young master."
.....
Tigerhead City lay before him.
Amidst the desolate wilderness stood a majestic city full of battle scars.
Lu Qingshan stopped his sword control outside the city, hesitant to approach.
Before this, he had already visited Horsehoof City.
The answer was just as Lu Qingshan expected, without much deviation.
Lu Qingshan remained silent outside the city for a long ti.
"Young master, go in and take a look, I'll wait for you outside." Qin Yitian's expression was sowhat complex.
Lu Qingshan finally nodded slowly, transforming into Radiance once more, entering Tigerhead City.
The city was very quiet inside.
A breeze blew past.
The dust on the city walls fell silently.
As Lu Qingshan's gaze instinctively swept over the city wall, he paused.
Soon after, he landed beside it.
The city walls were densely covered with sword scars, like a chaotic painting.
Lu Qingshan reached out his hand, placing it on the city wall.
His fingers gently traced these mottled sword scars on the wall.
Inch deep into the stone, yet without damaging the wall; the Sword Qi was no longer present, yet the sharp intent could still be felt. It seed as if he was caressing not a sword scar, but a cold blade.
Lu Qingshan sighed lightly in his heart.
The battlefield was tens of thousands of feet high, yet the Sword Qi left such marks on the city wall at this distance.
Among those in Tigerhead City who could wield such Sword Qi, only Gu Qiu.
Lu Qingshan's gaze lingered long on the densely packed sword scars, as if he could witness the intense battle that had once taken place here.
His gaze and mind traversed through the sword scars, these mottled sword scars gradually unfolded and transford in Lu Qingshan's eyes.
The sword scars, glowing with a faint cold light, broke down into a dense tangle of thin threads, spinning in so pattern in Lu Qingshan's field of vision.
Lu Qingshan began to fall into a trance.
The sword scars were not only in his sight, but were slowly being imprinted into his ntal ocean, becoming so kind of substantial existence.
Finally, the sword scars turned into a blossoming black lotus.
This flower did not blossom in his eyes.
A flower blossod in Lu Qingshan's heart.
In that mont, Lu Qingshan experienced so subtle feeling.
This feeling was very elusive; he could feel a transformation taking place, but couldn't grasp what exactly had transford.
No matter what happened, Lu Qingshan could sense a qi arising in his heart at this mont.
"Old Peak Master...." Lu Qingshan's hand still lingered on one of the sword scars.
The sword intent hidden in those scars was so proud, how could it permit him to remain so depressed?
Thus, Lu Qingshan walked a few steps to the city gate, reaching out to push it open.
The already dilapidated gate responded with a crash, spreading dust in all directions.
He stepped out, walking out of Tigerhead City, and out of the cocoon he had woven around his heart.
Lu Qingshan's expression remained calm, but his previously clenched hands finally loosened.
"Young master," Qin Yitian descended from the sky, landing beside Lu Qingshan. She hesitated for a mont, then couldn't help but ask, "What did you find inside?"
She knew Lu Qingshan too well, so she imdiately noticed that although Lu Qingshan seed unchanged on the surface, his vital essence was completely different from before.
"There is nothing inside," Lu Qingshan said in a low voice.
"I do not know how many Sword Sect sword cultivators were buried here.
Perhaps like Bullhorn City, it was a total defeat.
Or perhaps it's slightly better than Bullhorn City, with the Old Peak Master breaking out successfully with many people, saving quite a few lives."
"Then, young master..." Qin Yitian wanted to ask why Lu Qingshan suddenly changed.
Whoosh!
Lu Qingshan moved his thoughts, summoned Dragon Sparrow, and took to the air.
"Yitian."
With every foot he rose, his aura increased.
"No matter how magnificent a building is, it will one day beco ruins, as all things in this world will."
"The Sword Sect is no exception either."
"But does that matter?"
"As long as I am alive, the Sword Sect will never beco a ruin," Lu Qingshan said earnestly.
Qin Yitian was montarily stunned, then looked up at the tall, young figure, and smiled, quickly following him.
......
Lu Qingshan sped through the air, moving forwards.
City after city appeared before him and disappeared behind him.
These cities, like Horsehoof, Bullhorn, and Tigerhead City, had beco completely empty, with not a single soul in sight.
The terrifying destruction caused by the Demon Race army appeared repeatedly in Lu Qingshan's view, making his heart grow ever colder.
Another half-day passed.
Do City appeared before Lu Qingshan.
Do City, once the state city of You State, later the "warti command center," was also Lu Qingshan's destination this trip.
The once crowded Do City was now also desolated.
The city gates were wide open, and in the vast city, there was not a single person in sight.
Although Lu Qingshan had already foreseen this scene, his heart remained cold, yet his actions were swift as he flew directly into a mansion within Do City.
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