The almost exhausted Lu Qingshan, at this mont, emitted an aura as vast as a mountain and as deep as an abyss, like a fleeting last blaze before extinction.
The scars left on his body from the twenty days of fierce battle had not healed, still shocking to the eye and unbearably tragic.
Yet, despite this battered body, an incomparably majestic montum suddenly rose.
Luo Qiantuo saw this, his expression remaining calm, though waves surged within his heart.
"The invincible montum?" He knew that during these twenty days of tug-of-war, every ti Lu Qingshan escaped death or launched an attack, his invincible montum increased even more.
However, Luo Qiantuo did not consider it significant.
You may be strong, but in the end, once I shatter it with one punch, even if you achieve a great invincible montum, it still amounts to nothing.
"No, it's not just the invincible montum!" Seeing Lu Qingshan's montum continue to rise, seemingly without end, Luo Qiantuo suddenly realized that re invincible montum couldn't be this terrifying.
Luo Qiantuo's judgnt was sharp.
During the twenty days of life-and-death pursuit, Lu Qingshan had been gathering not just invincible montum, but also... sword montum!
This sword montum grew fiercer with each strike.
Secret Sword: Moon Slash!
Secret Sword Effect: This Secret Sword consists of two segnts, Charging and Moon Slash, and only by charging can Moon Slash be activated.
Charging—After activating this Secret Sword, every sword strike thereafter will accumulate sword montum. (This stage consus nothing)
Additional Note: The charging sword must be targeted at the sa enemy, and if the attack target is switched, montum must be reaccumulated, and attack count recalculated.
Additional Note: Only hits of the charging sword count towards the tally.
Moon Slash—Unleashes the accumulated montum, transforming it into a peerless sword.
Additional Note: The power of Moon Slash depends on the amount accumulated in the first segnt and the Sword Master's combat power.
Additional Note: To activate Moon Slash, at least one sword must be struck, up to a maximum of ten thousand swords.
Additional Note: Moon Slash is divided into five levels, listed from low to high: New Moon Slash, Waning Moon Slash, Crescent Moon Slash, Waxing Moon Slash, and Full Moon Slash.
New Moon Slash: After hitting at least one sword in the charging phase, can unleash a sword containing double power.
Waning Moon Slash: After hitting at least ten swords in the charging phase, can unleash a sword containing ten tis the power.
Crescent Moon Slash: After hitting at least a hundred swords in the charging phase, can unleash a sword containing fifty tis the power.
Waxing Moon Slash: After hitting at least a thousand swords in the charging phase, can unleash a sword containing a hundred tis the power.
Full Moon Slash: After hitting ten thousand swords in the charging phase, can unleash a sword containing two hundred tis the power.
Additional Note: The consumption of Full Moon Slash will be unimaginable, and if the Sword Master cannot bear this consumption, it will instead consu the essence of their life (lifespan), so the Sword Master is advised to use this sword with caution.
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At the start of the battle, Qin Yitian had asked Lu Qingshan how confident he was in this life-and-death duel.
Lu Qingshan's answer was, ten to one.
This was the only one.
At the mont Luo Qiantuo appeared, Lu Qingshan had already understood that relying on the Seventh Tribulation Realm cultivation to challenge higher levels, to fight against an Asura King, the Power of the Mountains and Seas would be insufficient, and a Bing Syllable Mantra wouldn't be useful either—even the sixfold combat power increase of the Bing Syllable Mantra from the Four Seals Assembly, though already quite significant, was still not enough in front of the Asura King.
Heavenly Punishnt also couldn't beco a decisive strike—even if he unleashed all twenty Heavenly Punishnts at once, it was absolutely impossible to kill Luo Qiantuo with them, at most severely injure him.
His only hope lay in the limitless possibilities of Moon Slash.
Furthermore, it couldn't be New Moon Slash, couldn't be Waning Moon Slash, nor Crescent Moon Slash, and not even Waxing Moon Slash felt secure enough.
Only the two hundred tis power of Full Moon Slash could guarantee a decisive victory in one strike.
The prerequisite for launching Full Moon Slash was to continuously hit ten thousand swords on the sa enemy.
No changing swords and no changing attack targets.
Lu Qingshan chose Demon Suppressing as the activating sword.
To fulfill this prerequisite, he spent a full twenty days, repeatedly risking great danger to strike Luo Qiantuo with seemingly futile sword techniques.
Striking is easy, withdrawing the sword is difficult.
Facing an enemy as powerful as an Asura King, whose combat power almost crushed his own, it was by no ans easy for Lu Qingshan to retreat safely after launching an attack.
His astonishing sword skill was just the most basic assurance.
If not for the cover of two hundred thousand swords from the Sword Cleansing Pool, if not for the heavenly skill of Heavenly Punishnt breaking the deadlock, if not for the Spell Breaking as a guarantee, if not for the continuous replenishnt of mana from the Power of the Mountains and Seas... it can be said that if Lu Qingshan had lacked even one trump card, he wouldn't have lasted until today.
No matter how difficult the process was, Lu Qingshan ultimately succeeded.
Ten thousand swords.
No more, no less, exactly ten thousand swords.
In twenty days, Demon Suppressing landed on Luo Qiantuo a full ten thousand tis, and even with Green Steel Divine Skills, it still couldn't inflict much substantial damage on Luo Qiantuo—most of his injuries actually ca from Heavenly Punishnt.
The strength of Luo Qiantuo was undeniable.
But in the face of this last sword, the peerless sword brought by ten thousand strokes, could Luo Qiantuo remain mighty?
.......
Lu Qingshan gripped his sword and swung.
With this seemingly simple motion, his Dantian within his body surged violently, and mana surged like a flood towards the Demon Suppressing in his hand.
But after such a prolonged chase, Lu Qingshan's mana had long been exhausted, insufficient to support this sword strike.
Yin and Yang alternated, in this eternal cycle, a new force erged.
No longer was it mana, but the essence representing the source of life flowed from Lu Qingshan's body to his sword.
The life essence, vast and boundless, its years of life incalculable, now continuously poured into the Demon Suppressing through Lu Qingshan's left hand.
The moon was obscured by thick snow clouds.
However, even without the snow cloud obstruction, that round moon was not the moon in Lu Qingshan's heart.
The abyss, was a blood moon.
The moon should not be like this.
The moon in Lu Qingshan's heart should be the bright moon rising over the Heavenly Mountain, amidst the vast sea of clouds, raising a cup to invite the bright moon, forming three shadows, or the bright moon rising from the sea, shared across the ends of the earth.
It is pure, it is bright, it is flawless.
The abyss is without the moon.
How can it be without the moon?
And so.
The sword radiates white.
As white as moonlight.
The world plunged into darkness, the night profound, and suddenly, a ray of light appeared.
Sword Light.
Demon Suppressing, three feet two inches long, the blade black with a mysterious glow, suddenly bursts forth with sword light.
That sword light as if a newborn moon, dazzling and boundless.
It is both sword light and moonlight.
Lu Qingshan finally swung his sword completely.
"Full Moon Slash!"
A sword with two hundred tis the power!
In the heavens and the earth, an incomparable sword light fully blossod from the blade, shooting forward, piercing the Heaven's Vault.
Worldly symphony.
An unparalleled sword.
The abyss sees no moon, can today's moon amaze the gods?
Heaven and earth were silent, the moonlight on the sword's blade flowed like rcury, spreading freely, like broad daylight, revealing all scenes before the eyes.
Snow accumulated on the cold pines floated up, beginning to rise.
The snow drifting from the sky no longer fell, just froze there.
The surface ice of a lake cracked loudly, shattering into countless pieces.
The crescent moon-like sword light emitted by Demon Suppressing, with an upward trajectory, dragged in the night dark as ink, for tens of thousands of miles.
It tore a mark in the blue sky, reaching the farthest heaven, then curved downward, drawing a perfect arc, finally rging with its starting point, forming a full moon.
This full moon harbored unimaginable power.
The breath of heaven and earth trembled uneasily, like turbulent currents, finally rushing towards Luo Qiantuo under the guidance of the sword light.
Only at this mont did Luo Qiantuo realize what mistake he had made—what he couldn't achieve, never assu others couldn't either.
But it was too late.
Luo Qiantuo's aura surged, already completely out of control.
He could only slowly and stiffly cross his four arms to block in front of him.
At this mont, he was like a condemned prisoner, his aura drastically changing, his expression becoming solemn and dignified.
He still believed he could take this sword strike.
Even if it ant a terrible price.
His body seed to swell countless tis over.
An imasurable aura appeared on Luo Qiantuo.
He burned his Asura bloodline, exchanging it for the fourth Power of the Heavenly Dragon.
Four Powers of the Heavenly Dragon erupted on his body, all to block this sword strike.
Countless sharp sword edges tore through the air.
These uneasy auras gave rise to countless dangerous eddies, warping space.
The black armor shattered, fragnts scattering and falling to the ground.
Luo Qiantuo fell from the sky, heavily crashing onto the snow.
He was covered in blood, in scars, suffering countless wounds, his flesh nearly stripped clean, exposing stark white bones.
His four arms had long vanished without a trace.
His abdon split open, his internal organs spilling out.
Countless sword marks, blood flowing, dyed the snow into a field of blood.
"Ultimately just invincible below the Ninth Realm?" Lu Qingshan questioned.
Not knowing whom he was asking.
Then, hair disheveled, Lu Qingshan straightened as he fell backward, also crashing into the snow.
The Purple Gold Lotus Mark on his forehead lost its luster, no longer shining.
The expenditure of the Full Moon Slash was unimaginable, if the Sword Master could not bear this expenditure, it would instead consu their life essence.
The life essence drained in that mont by a sword of two hundred tis power was incalculable.
Lying on the snow, still retaining the last shred of clarity, Lu Qingshan gazed at the moonlight filling the sky, seemingly returning to the human world.
So he smiled, revealing a contented smile.
Summon a bright moon for a day.
Illuminate my heart full of ice and snow.
Mighty waters flow.
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