The Bright Moon Great Formation, for twenty thousand years, has been regarded as the most important power of the Central Spirit Human Race, and a spiritual solace for many Central Spirit Cultivators.
Who would believe that the Sword Sect, which can be said to have saved the fate of the vast Central Spirit, is now doing sothing to destroy the spiritual belief of the Central Spirit Cultivators?
It seems unexpected, but on second thought, it is reasonable.
At this mont, the Central Spirit Cultivators can hold off the Heart City, which is a miracle in itself, let alone talk about counterattacking the Dragon City Pass?
Human Cultivators, relying on the Central Spirit Great Formation, can hardily block nearly ten million Demon Race soldiers outside the Long Night Mountain Range for ten years.
Yet the strength of the defeated Demon Army and the intensity of the Bright Moon Great Formation both obviously surpass the Human Coalition and the Central Spirit Great Formation. Once the Demon Race adopts a defensive stance, how can the Human Race possibly retake the Dragon City Pass from them?
However, it is absolutely impossible to just leave the Dragon City Pass unattended.
Located within the territory of the Human Race, the Demon Race uses it as a barrier, allowing them to dispatch their army anyti to penetrate straight into Central Spirit, provoking a second, third, or even countless Soul Snatching Battles.
How can one allow others to snore beside their pillow?
Since the Dragon City Pass cannot be taken back, then simply destroy it.
Since it can no longer be a mighty pass to protect the Human Race, it must not be allowed to "aid the tyrant" either.
And the Bright Moon Formation is the foundation of the Dragon City Pass.
Once the Bright Moon Formation is broken, the Dragon City Pass will cease to exist.
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The process of making this decision was extrely difficult.
Ancestral Daoist Xia has been missing for a long ti, which ans that once the Bright Moon Great Formation is destroyed, rebuilding it would be a fantasy.
Once the Bright Moon Great Formation is destroyed, it ans that Central Spirit’s gateway is about to be wide open, leaving the vast Incessant Domain undefended. The Demon Race can freely enter Central Spirit through the space rifts of the Incessant Domain.
For this, Lu Qingshan thought of a solution, which is to cut off a limb to survive.
Like dealing with the Heart Demon Clan’s attack, directly abandon the area west of the Long Night Mountain Range, concentrating forces to defend Heart City, making Heart City the new Dragon City Pass of the Central Spirit Domain.
The Central Spirit Great Formation of Heart City has already withstood the test, and although it still has shortcomings compared to the Bright Moon Great Formation, it is undoubtedly capable of replacing it as the new Great Formation of the Central Spirit Domain.
Therefore, breaking the Bright Moon Great Formation has beco the most important thing at present.
The ti is also pressing.
Everything must be completed before the Demon Race army retreats.
Otherwise, once millions of defeated Demon soldiers enter the Dragon City Pass, any attempt to sabotage from within would beco imnsely difficult.
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Facing the three Nine Realms Cultivators with cultivation levels far superior to his, Lu Qingshan showed no reservation and gave detailed instructions straightaway.
The other three, although feeling sowhat uncanny at the scene, looked at each other and eventually chose to acquiesce.
The Sect Master of the Sword Sect, within the Human Race, is in a position theoretically surpassed by no more than three people.
Even those able to converse on an equal footing with Lu Qingshan are only a handful in number.
Clearly, these three are not among those few.
So, why harbor any resentnt or discontent?
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Lu Qingshan decided to wait until everyone’s energy, exhausted from the journey, was fully recovered before taking action.
By then, the sky had turned dark.
Lu Qingshan paid no heed and suddenly turned to face the Dragon City Pass.
"There’s no ti to lose...."
Lu Qingshan reached out, drawing from the void a fiery red, glass-like Dragon Sparrow.
Then, in the astonished eyes of the other three, Lu Qingshan gently waved the Dragon Sparrow.
Like a sharp dagger cutting open a curtain, the Dragon Sparrow sliced the Bright Moon Great Formation, creating an entrance just large enough for one person to pass through.
"The next part is up to you three," Lu Qingshan said.
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Three hours later.
A towering inferno erupted simultaneously from three spots within the Dragon City Pass.
Countless streams of Heaven and Earth Elent Qi surged wildly from within the Dragon City Pass, raging and chaotic, rising with a furious wind.
This storm from the Dragon City Pass, accompanied by the towering fla, seed to transcend the realm of mortals, engulfing the deepest, darkest night.
It signified the collapse of the Bright Moon Formation.
The storm churned the cloud vapors, leaving a deep, indelible mark in the sky.
Those marks outlined an extrely lifelike pattern.
It was a painting created by Heaven and Earth cloud vapors carried by the storm, with clouds as brushes and the sky as canvas.
Seen from afar,
it looked like a "Roc" with wings spread wide, soaring leisurely across the cloud sea.
But Lu Qingshan had no chance to witness this scene.
For he had anticipated the upheaval following the collapse of the Bright Moon Formation in the Dragon City Pass and had wisely left beforehand.
After a long, long ti, the pattern gradually dissipated.
As if it had never appeared.
The Roc rises with the wind one day, soaring ninety thousand miles.
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Spring breeze caresses the face, grass grows and warblers fly.
With the retreat of the Demon Race army, the Dragon City Pass beca history, and the situation in Central Spirit finally stabilized.
People migrating from the east of the Long Night Mountain Range to the western region are now taking advantage of the fine weather to explore the mountains and rivers.
Ten years is but a fleeting mont for a cultivator.
But for mortals, with a lifespan of only seventy or eighty years, it is a very long ti.
Long enough for them to settle in a new place, long enough for them to forget the displacent of ten years ago.
At most, so elders would sigh with emotion over their hotown of several decades during the quiet, solitary nights.
These leisurely people, appreciating the fine spring weather, would never have imagined that right above them, within the clouds, over a hundred Sword Lights were flashing by.
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