The Ancestral Formation of Heavenly River, which had protected the Human Race for twenty thousand years and was regarded as their greatest trump card, flared up with intense spiritual light under the strike of the Demon Qi Spear, attempting to protect the Human Race as it had before.
But this ti, it failed.
Spiderweb-like cracks first appeared on the translucent barrier of the formation, and then it shattered like flowing water, scattering spiritual light across the city.
Everyone was stunned as they watched the Ancestral Formation break apart.
Luohu had casually made a move, and the Ancestral Formation collapsed just like that...
The cultivators of Heavenly River looked around blankly, their eyes reflecting the sa despair and numbness.
No matter how highly they regarded the power of the Demon Holy before, when truly faced with it, they realized they had still underestimated the Demon Holy's strength.
The power of the Demon Holy was terrifying to such an extent.
In the face of such strength, it seed that no matter how large the numbers, they beca insignificant.
They couldn't help but show a look of sorrow.
Against such power, even the Ninth Tribulations Sword Immortal would have no room to resist, right?
Luohu had just appeared, without even making a true move, he had already intimidated everyone present.
"It's up to you now." Atop the city walls of Heavenly River City, the aged voice of Qi Butian rang out. Facing Luohu's soul-crushing thods, his face showed not the slightest abnormality.
Even at this mont, Qi Butian had an inexplicably profound confidence in Lu Qingshan.
This confidence sparked a glimr of hope in the almost completely desolate hearts of the cultivators of Heavenly River, turning their eyes towards that tall, steadfast figure from beginning to end.
The young Sect Master did not say much, rely nodding slightly.
The next mont, under countless gazing eyes, Lu Qingshan took a step forward.
Ripples wavered in the void.
His figure vanished without a trace.
When he reappeared, Lu Qingshan was outside the city, ascending high with the last hope of the Human Race, breaking into the Sky Do.
....
One person left the city, while one entered the city on a sword.
A streak of sword light descended into Heavenly River City.
A figure in green landed gracefully, alighting on the city walls of Heavenly River City.
She finally arrived before the final battle.
This was a woman, sharing the sa white hair as the young Sect Master, a beauty not even the white hair could overshadow.
On her back was a finely carved purple sandalwood sword box.
The old cultivators of Heavenly River City, who had lived countless years and understood the traditions of the Sword Sect, trembled uncontrollably when they saw that sword box.
That was the Sword Sect's purple sandalwood sword box.
A purple sandalwood sword box only worn in death battles.
Once soone bore the purple sandalwood sword box, it signified the upcoming duel would be the hardest yet most determined fight to death.
The sword in the box would not belong to the bearer, but would be a companion's sword.
Years ago, when the Sword Sect marched against Central Spirit, everyone carried purple sandalwood sword boxes.
That ti, Lu Qingshan returned to the Sword Sect with a purple sandalwood sword box containing half of the Sword Sect's swords.
The sword box remained unchanged.
What would the outco be this ti?
The woman removed the sword box from her back, then slowly raised her head, looking at the distant, slender figure, her gaze unwaveringly firm.
She had exhausted the Great Xia's heritage, traversed half of Sky Do Heaven, all to witness the ending of this story.
If the story ended happily, she would celebrate with him.
If the story's ending was unsatisfactory, she would personally reclaim his sword, honoring her promise.
As if sensing the woman's gaze, Lu Qingshan suddenly turned back, smiled at her, and then, without hesitation or fear, took another step forward, appearing not far from Luohu.
Outside Heavenly River City, between the two armies.
The two faced each other across space.
...
So, the plot design of "Nine Heavens" is truly very clichéd.
Luohu's incarnation, the ultimate boss of the first expansion "Corpse Puppet Chaos" of the ga, is also the final boss.
The initial enemy being the final enemy too—how "classic" a setting!
Even amidst the impending peril of the direst battle, Lu Qingshan's mind inexplicably wandered, thinking just like this.
...
"Do you wish to challenge , the Holy One?" Luohu was the first to break the standoff, asking.
"Challenge?" Lu Qingshan shook his head, eyes steady, addressing the greatest of all Demon Race beings, "No, I will kill you."
"Haha, with just you?" Luohu instead laughed aloud, "Under the Holy Demon, all are ants."
Whoosh!
"Die." In the next mont, Luohu launched a punch across the void, fierce Fist Aura hurtling toward Lu Qingshan like a Black Dragon.
Too fast!
Even though he knew how his opponent would attack, Lu Qingshan couldn't react in ti, let alone dodge the attack.
He could only unfold his Sword Domain, revealing the life-bound sword Oblivion, concealed within the Sword Domain void, to block in front of him, simultaneously employing the Dustless Fighting Chamber, his body emanating a faint glow.
Oblivion was a sword that could never be destroyed, capable of slightly obstructing Luohu's punch.
Clang!
In the next instant, Oblivion was sent flying by Luohu's attack, the "Black Dragon" continued forward, disregarding Lu Qingshan's Sword Domain, slamming into Lu Qingshan with ferocious montum.
At once, Lu Qingshan felt agonizing pain throughout his body, and with a thud, he was sent flying like a broken kite, all his bones shattered, leaving him unable to move as he limply fell from the sky.
Boom!
Falling all the way down, finally, Lu Qingshan crashed directly into the Heavenly River Sea.
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