Then, the void beneath Luo Qiantuo's feet suddenly sank, forming two massive, tangible depressions. Thereafter, the Power of Heaven and Earth quickly surged in to nd, allowing the space Luo Qiantuo had stomped with imnse Strength to heal.
Using the terrifying rebound force from the space nding, Luo Qiantuo's body shot out and vanished into the realm, leaving only a vacant echo and falling debris.
Luo Qiantuo left this realm, beginning to "run" in the direction where Lu Qingshan departed.
His feet stomped heavily on the Heaven's Vault, each step causing inconspicuous cracks in the supposed solid space. Though these cracks healed instantly under the Power of Heaven and Earth, the realm still quaked, emitting a deep and eerie thud.
It was like an invisible giant were beating a war drum within the realm.
The realm was the drum, and Luo Qiantuo's feet were the drumsticks.
The frequency at which he struck the war drum wasn't high, yet each hit was so powerful.
The King of the Asura Clan possesses Three Powers of Heavenly Dragon, unmatched under Nine Heavens.
When he converted this extre Strength into speed, it was hard to articulate.
Even with a lead of twenty-thousand zhang, even if a Sword Cultivator's Escape Technique was the fastest, even with additional support, this speed rendered it ineffective.
Luo Qiantuo pursued closely, gradually closing the distance. However, each ti they ca within three-thousand zhang and within sight, a cluster of hundreds of swords would shoot forth.
Within these sword clusters, there were occasional genuine fad swords capable of threatening Luo Qiantuo, and occasionally there were none.
Yet Luo Qiantuo didn't dare gamble on luck, so he had to choose to parry every ti.
......
Sand swept across the sky, with no trace of green.
A silhouette skimd low over the desert, as small as a mustard seed.
Lu Qingshan, shrouded by the Sword Domain, suddenly halted, taking a deep breath and hesitating montarily.
From the day before he encountered Luo Qiantuo, after three days of fight and retreat, the two had traversed an unknown number of miles. Initially, they occasionally saw small tribes, now completely devoid of humanity.
Yet another day passed, and Lu Qingshan's Power of the Mountains and Seas had recovered to a usable state for the third ti.
As he gazed ahead, a black dot was rapidly expanding.
Lu Qingshan knew it was Luo Qiantuo.
No longer hesitating, in the next mont, a golden light flashed in Lu Qingshan's palm, then transford into lines, weaving like a Dragon Snake, instantly outlining a Taoist Pattern.
Taoist Patterns intertwined, forming a Taoist Seal.
Power of the Mountains and Seas.
Suddenly, whirling sand roared, its scale growing larger and larger.
The desert composed of quicksand wouldn't fracture like the earth, yet it would be swept up.
Lu Qingshan conjured a grand sandstorm using the Mountains and Seas Taoist Spell.
The sandstorm completely engulfed his figure.
Even in the barren desert, there existed rich Power of the Mountains and Seas, no weaker than in other regions.
Power of the Mountains and Seas flowed from the desert's earth arteries, converging like rivers into the sea, channeling into Lu Qingshan's body.
It was like a refreshing current, reviving his parched ridians, renewing the surge of Strength.
Yellow sand swept fiercely, blurring everything in sight,
Above the sandstorm's center, a sudden ripple erupted, confusing the atmosphere.
As if a thunderbolt exploded, chaotic gravel scattered everywhere.
Luo Qiantuo descended from high above, crashing heavily to the ground, aiming for the center of the sandstorm where Lu Qingshan stood.
Due to the continuous battles, Luo Qiantuo's fighting spirit had reached its peak, with flas seemingly burning in his eyes.
Using less than one breath's ti when Lu Qingshan was channeling the Mountains and Seas Taoist Spell, the Asura King unleashed a killer move—from initial disdain to utter ticulousness, Luo Qiantuo demonstrated through action his imnse pressure and revealed why this battle dragged on, signifying it was not arrogance but the fact that Lu Qingshan was indeed difficult to kill.
Like a mountain falling, like a sky collapsing.
Luo Qiantuo charged with an overwhelming intent to kill.
Lu Qingshan tugged at the corner of his mouth, silently chanting for the fourth ti: "Heavenly Punishnt!"
Heavenly Thunder erupted.
Leiting, lightning illuminated.
Flowing radiance surged.
Facing this indescribably dazzling extre lightning, like an ordinary person staring at sunlight, Luo Qiantuo instinctively squinted his eyes.
When flowing radiance swept outward, Luo Qiantuo's figure was forcefully repelled again.
The fourth Heavenly Punishnt.
Upon entering the Abyss, Leiting originally contained thirteen Heavenly Punishnts. After the grand seventy-nine Heavenly Tribulations at Buddha King City, it was directly fully charged, increasing the number of Heavenly Punishnts to twenty.
Twenty Heavenly Punishnts were Lu Qingshan's greatest and final support.
Every invocation of a Heavenly Punishnt marked a life-and-death crisis faced by Lu Qingshan.
That is to say, without the Heavenly Punishnt, Lu Qingshan would've died four tis by now.
The fourth ti Luo Qiantuo was repelled two-thousand zhang, he forcibly reversed the chaotic aura, one of his four arms hung limply, and a shocking stream of blood flowed from his nose.
Luo Qiantuo didn't regard the Physical Body's pain as anything significant.
He just stared fixedly at Lu Qingshan.
"I never thought a cultivator at the Tribulation Crossing Realm could delay for so long; I definitely underestimated you."
Lu Qingshan remained silent.
If not used against the Asura King, all his strategies couldn't guarantee a kill even for an ordinary top-tier Demon Lord. Yet attempting to kill Luo Qiantuo with Secret Techniques and Heavenly Punishnt was far insufficient.
All he's done over these three days seed like re futile stalling for ti, dood to an inevitable death at last.
But...
Was it truly just futile stalling for ti?
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