The Asura King at the Semi-Saint Realm self-destructs, capable of withstanding all divine skills in Heaven and Earth, let alone a re top-level Demon Lord?
In the distance.
The Human Cultivators at the Honorable Realm were all frozen in shock.
Who could have anticipated such an outco?
In their view, Vimozhiduoluo had certainly escaped unscathed, but was intercepted by the suddenly appearing Lu Qingshan, and before they could react, he was completely obliterated.
Everyone exchanged glances, especially the Honorable Realm cultivators from Heavenly River City, rembering the words Lu Qingshan had left behind.
"Actually, you don't know how strong I am."
Now, they might have so understanding.
Although there were many issues on both sides at the mont, the war did not end with Vimozhiduoluo's demise.
So, with a mutual understanding, everyone looked at each other and then quickly dispersed, slaughtering the retreating Demons.
In the following ti, the boundary of this space rift turned into a massive at grinder.
Even though the Demons wished to retreat and avoid battle, even though the Human alliance assembled half of the Seven Domains' strength, and even had a trendous advantage in high-level forces, the fires of war continued for four days before gradually dying down.
It is imaginable how formidable the Demons were.
If not for Chu Mu Shen and Lu Qingshan, the Humans would have seen almost no hope of victory in this Dao-Demon War.
.....
Beyond the boundary of the space rift, high above Gao Tian.
Human Honorable Realm cultivators, led by Lu Qingshan, Qi Butian, and Lin Xiu, were present.
Beneath, in the vast desert, Human cultivators were conducting final tasks, clearing the battlefield, rescuing comrades, tallying losses, and collecting relics...
"Tianyuan Sword Immortal, your journey here...?" Lin Xiu asked cautiously, getting straight to the point without ntioning the victory of the counterattack.
This great victory did not excite those present because they knew it wasn't the key.
The real key lay in Lu Qingshan, or rather... Luohu.
Lu Qingshan shook his head.
"Haven't found Luohu..." Lin Xiu's expression changed slightly.
Not only him, but every Honorable Realm cultivator present felt a chill in their hearts.
"I found him, but it was too late. When I found Luohu, his Heart of the Demon Holy was already ford..." Lu Qingshan didn't conceal this and relayed the specific news truthfully.
"Heart of the Demon Holy already ford..." A look of bewildernt flashed in the eyes of Lin Xiu and the others.
If when facing the formidable Demon forces, they still held the belief to stubbornly defend,
then when facing a Demon Lord, such faith was useless.
Generally, in warfare, the combat power of an individual does not significantly impact large-scale conflicts.
But if an individual's strength reaches a certain level, everything changes.
In fact, the re appearance of the Ninth Tribulations Sword Immortal had already disrupted the balance between the Human and Demon races.
rely relying on Lu Qingshan's combat strength, not yet a Demi-Ancestor but far surpassing one, was enough to overwhelm all Demon Lords and allow the Humans to overturn the situation from a disadvantaged position.
But if the already dominant Demons were to produce a Demon Holy surpassing the Ninth Tribulations Sword Immortal?
"Once Luohu ascends to Demon Holy, everything will be over," the Martial Emperor Juque from Heavenly River City despaired.
By this ti, even his will to fight was nearly extinguished.
All because of these two words: Demon Holy.
He is one of the most senior Honorable Realm cultivators in Heavenly River City, having experienced the first Dao-Demon War and witnessed the thods of the Ancestral Taoist firsthand, so he knows the terror of that realm.
In this Heaven and Earth, no one can stop the footsteps of a Demon Holy.
Just as, in the past, no one could stop the Ancestral Daoist Xia.
Lu Qingshan watched the expressions of those who had suddenly grown despondent, and remained silent.
He acknowledged the Martial Emperor Juque's words but refused to accept fate.
Since the mont Luohu left, he continuously pondered how to contend with a Demon Holy.
Even though it was incredibly difficult.
Though it was called a war between two races, it had essentially evolved to a duel between two individuals.
"Do not despair." Just when everyone's spirits were low, an old voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone looked up to see Qi Butian gazing directly at them.
Qi Butian's hair was completely white, his deanor filled with age, but his eyes were bright.
Only then did they suddenly realize that this young Pavilion Master, who had only taken the position a few decades ago, had sohow beco so old?
"Pavilion Master Qi, do you have a plan?" Lin Xiu opened his mouth, voice involuntarily parched.
Though he felt it was unlikely, seeing Qi Butian's stance sprouted a bit of hope in his heart.
"It's not entirely over," Qi Butian nodded calmly, facing the questioning gazes of everyone, "We indeed can no longer stop Luohu from attaining Demon Holy, nor can we stop a Demon Holy, but...
Since Luohu can ascend to Demon Holy, why can't we give rise to an Ancestral Realm to counter it?"
"Another Ancestral Realm?"
The air seed to freeze; everyone was struck speechless, staring blankly at Qi Butian.
This wasn't exactly a clever plan.
Everyone knew only an Ancestral Realm could contend with a Demon Holy.
But how could an Ancestral Realm be reached just by desire?
In all the history of the Human Race, only one Ancestral Daoist Xia erged.
Ancestral Realm, the legendary Tenth Realm of cultivation, is too elusive and epheral.
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