Two dilemmas?
When has a Sword Cultivator ever faced two dilemmas?
Since there's a beast horde behind and a demon army ahead, for a Sword Cultivator, there's only one choice left.
Advance!
Keep advancing!
No matter how nurous the demon army is, so what?
Break through it with brute force, break through it with the sword!
Concealing, ambushing, this is a strategy, a choice, but it doesn't an Lu Qingshan only dares to do this.
A life and death struggle, that's the soul of a Sword Cultivator.
In fact, this is also Lu Qingshan's best opportunity to break through.
To stir the beast horde, Luojia delved into the Burial Grounds and has not yet left this area.
If the beast horde, Lu Qingshan, and the Demon Race army are considered as three points on a line, Luojia's position is now between Lu Qingshan and the beast horde, behind him.
That is to say, among the demonic cultivators blocking the way ahead, there is temporarily no presence of a person like Luojia.
....
Lu Qingshan directly took to the road, heading straight for the outskirts of the Burial Grounds.
At this mont, shadows moved at the periter of the Burial Grounds, countless experts appeared.
Though they knew there was only one enemy, every demonic cultivator remained solemn, extrely serious, unleashing their Primordial Spirit, constantly scanning the surrounding area, afraid of missing anything.
The Demon Race had ford an inescapable net with sheer numbers, sealing off all routes of escape.
Luojia would rather sacrifice millions of the Demon Race to kill Lu Qingshan. If they failed to stop Lu Qingshan and let him escape, how could they answer to Luohu?
How could they still claim to be the indomitable War Tribe?
All the demonic cultivators were shrouded in killing intent at this mont.
No matter the outco this ti, they were already not considered winners.
The outstanding younger generation was almost wiped out, and to force this Burning Moon Domain Demon Venerable to appear, they paid the price of a devastated region.
This made them very dissatisfied, very unwilling, infinitely angry.
"As long as he dares to appear, I'll make sure he is utterly obliterated!" an older demonic cultivator said coldly.
The prodigy of his line died at Lu Qingshan's hands, and the great cultivators sent to follow Luojia into the Burial Grounds to hunt down Lu Qingshan were also killed by Lu Qingshan. The hatred between him and Lu Qingshan was unprecedented.
His title was Western Bone, possessing the combat power of a High Ranking Demon Venerable, so he was determined to slay his great enemy.
At this mont, Lu Qingshan had already left the Burial Grounds.
He temporarily stopped, no longer advancing.
How could Lu Qingshan not know that ahead had beco a Dragon Pool and Tiger's Den, an imasurable death trap prepared for him?
He stood in place, extending his hand to lightly grip the void. A black long sword was silently retrieved from the void and held in his hand.
If this were in the previous life, it would certainly be a skill that could be selected as the most beloved Sword Technique by Sword Cultivator players... Yet at such a tense mont, such an untily thought erged in Lu Qingshan's mind.
After all, which player could refuse such an incredibly cool skill like Void-Sword Retrieval?
It may not be strong, but it can't be not cool.
.....
With the Demon Suppressing in hand, Lu Qingshan's battle intent grew even stronger.
He held the sword with his right hand and slashed fiercely forward.
Buzz!
Demonic Qi surged from the Demon Suppressing like a tornado, then ford a thick Sword Qi, shooting straight into the sky.
Like a river of black stars, it slashed forward, slashed at the blocking demonic cultivators.
The Sword Qi and Demonic Qi were as vast as the sea, a boundless expanse, truly astonishing.
The Sword Qi expanded continuously on its way forward, with formidable might. The scene was magnificent, awe-inspiring, and intensely unsettling.
"Not good!"
The demonic cultivators blocking the way sensed the power of this Sword Qi and were terrified.
They could feel the power of this sword, not to be confronted head-on, or else they would surely be obliterated—Lu Qingshan's sword unleashed all the Demonic Qi accumulated in the Demon Suppressing over the years, reaching its peak might.
The demonic cultivators swiftly fled, rushing to the sides to quickly dodge.
The massive Sword Qi cleaved down the center with a thunderous roar, clearly seen, a great Black Abyss ford.
More than a dozen Eighth Grade Demonic Cultivators who couldn't dodge in ti were directly engulfed by this Black Abyss, then inevitably obliterated.
After the Black Abyss passed, many cracked white bones fell from the sky like withered petals, shattering into pieces as they descended.
These were the remnants of those fallen Eighth Grade Demonic Cultivators. Their proud Divine Demon Bodies were shattered instantly before this Sword Qi, exploding into blood mist, leaving behind only skeletal remains.
"He has appeared!" Western Bone Demon Venerable shouted, his eyes extrely sinister, his face dark, and murderous intent erupting.
"Imdiately notify everyone. This fiend has appeared at our location. Quickly co to encircle and kill him, do not let the tiger return to the mountain."
He had long held a deep hatred for this Burning Moon Domain High Ranking Demon Venerable.
After giving the orders, Western Bone Demon Venerable led his people to make the first move.
Various divine lights danced, and clusters of runes lit up.
Hundreds, nearly a thousand demonic cultivators took action, filled with dense runes and battle thods, endless Demon Artifacts, all aid in one direction—the direction where the Sword Qi ca from.
The runes and battle thods were too dense, filling the entire sky, vast and nearly unbeatable.
Lu Qingshan's expression slightly tensed.
The combined force of so many experts, concentrating strong power on him from all sides, was not to be easily resisted.
This is why Demi-Ancestor Chu Mu, with near-unbeatable strength in the Abyss, could only choose to guard Heavenly River City and not move toward the Abyss to quell demonic chaos like Ancestral Patriarch Xia.
Unless the strength of an Ancestral Realm, overwhelming with ten to a hundred tis the power, otherwise once becoming the target of many, even a Demi-Ancestor must face the dilemma that even two fists cannot defeat four hands.
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