Chapter 657: Chapter 8 The Public Lasts Forever
The escaping Underworld Cultivator was known as the Ghost Gate Daoist, who held the local Underworld sub-palace.
The reason for his resolute escape was because he understood one thing—if the other party had so blatantly used a Flying Sword to blow up the mountain, it proved one point, Lu Qingshan must have co prepared.
If the enemy ca prepared and oneself were to react passively in battle… unless one was a person with great fortune, death was the only path.
And if he truly had great fortune, why would he have joined the Netherworld for everlasting life and realm advancent, carrying out despicable acts?
Therefore, the Ghost Gate Daoist imdiately spurred his dazed subordinates to launch a fierce attack.
At the sa ti, under the cover of the commotion created by his subordinates, he silently fled.
His thought process was clear: first, to get out of sight of these two individuals, and then to use a Magic Artifact that hid his presence to conceal himself—with those of the sa Cultivation Level, to play a chase ga with a Sword Cultivator was like courting death impatiently.
Everybody knows, Sword Cultivators are fast!
As a result, just as he escaped a sufficient distance, he suddenly discovered a streak of Thunder-Fire shooting toward him.
It was a Flying Sword.
The Ghost Gate Daoist quickly realized this.
But the question was, why did the Flying Sword arrive so quickly?
And where was the Sword Cultivator controlling the Flying Sword?
He couldn’t understand, but had no ti to think further.
Having infiltrated the Human Race for hundreds of years undetected, how could he be easy to deal with?
The Ghost Gate Daoist quickly regained his composure, both hands forming spells, casting various Spells and deploying Magic Artifacts in defense.
However, this Flying Sword was Lu Qingshan’s first full-fledged attack after advancing to the Void Refining stage.
Clearly visible within the Thunder-Fire-enlivened Flying Sword was a thick, inescapable Starry Radiance, and at the sa ti, a sudden burst of True Annihilation Intent that could obliterate everything exploded forth.
The combination of Falling Star and True Annihilation Intent doubled the special effects.
In Lu Qingshan’s own words, it was one set after another.
Magic Artifacts?
In the clanging of tal, they had beco fragnts.
Spells?
With a few pff pff pff sounds, everything was shattered!
In the eyes of the Ghost Gate Daoist, this Flying Sword was no longer just a sword, but an inescapable, unavoidable Yanluo coming to claim his life.
The next instant, a flash of crimson pierced through his heart.
….
……
“Good Flying Sword…” The Ghost Gate Daoist, brought back by the Dragon Sparrow, finally saw the Sword Cultivator who had released the Flying Sword, and couldn’t help showing a pitiful smile, his voice trembling, “You are… Lu Qingshan?”
With the distinctive features of Lu Qingshan’s Life-bound Sword, it was no wonder that the Ghost Gate Daoist recognized him at a glance.
Without waiting for Lu Qingshan to answer, the Ghost Gate Daoist started to lant on his own, “Sword Supre, Sword Supre, indeed supre!”
As he spoke, the Ghost Gate Daoist’s head tilted, his face turned dark, and he breathed his last.
It wasn’t Lu Qingshan who did it.
It was the Ghost Gate Daoist himself who used a suicidal tactic.
Capturing high-level personnel of the Underworld was never simple.
Because the Demon Race had set too many vicious traps on their personnel.
“Good Flying Sword…” Dantai Qingrun, who was nearby at that ti, also couldn’t help murmuring.
She knew how strong Lu Qingshan was nowadays, but she did not expect him to be this strong!
Out of sight, the Flying Sword claid lives.
This is a true weapon of mass destruction!
In front of such a Flying Sword, who could escape death?
“diocre,” Lu Qingshan sheathed his sword, never forgetting to remain humble at all tis.
In the Sword Sect, he had spent two million experience points and undergone bitter cultivation. He had already elevated his Heart Eye’s level to the utmost limit of the current stage.
At that mont, the distance his Heart Eye could amplify his Flying Sword attacks was…
A hundred miles!
Plus the Flying Sword’s attack range of approximately twenty miles within his line of sight, which ant that he could control his Flying Sword to chase and kill any enemy within a hundred and twenty miles around him.
As his cultivation rose, the power of his Heart Eye continued to increase. In the later stages, he would even be capable of commanding his Flying Sword to claim lives thousands of miles away.
Many people probably don’t know what this concept ans.
We usually describe such a person with just two words: Human-shaped intercontinental missile!
…
“Let’s go,” Lu Qingshan said solemnly, noticing Dantai Qingrun was still sowhat dazed.
Dantai Qingrun snapped out of her trance and hurriedly followed Lu Qingshan, controlling their swords to leave together, yet she didn’t realize that she had subconsciously allowed Lu Qingshan to take command.
Only after the two had left did the residents of the small town, trembling with courage, co before the Naless Mountain Peak. Looking at the nearly waist-destroyed peak, they said in trembling voices, “The Heavenly God is angered…”
Dealing with aftermath was never the style of a Sword Cultivator!
The two noble Sword Cultivators, true to form, left without a second thought, unaware of the slightest impropriety.
……
Qingshui Island, suspended off the coast of the South Sea near the shore.
This was the location of the main tower of the Zhishou Tower in the Southern Territory.
Just like the practices of the Zhishou Tower, Qingshui Island had always been low-profile enough to not be worth ntioning to outsiders, an island of extrely low presence.
Of course, this so-called low profile only applied relative to the lower-grade cultivators and smaller families and sects.
In the eyes of the Underworld, the presence of the Zhishou Tower had beco significant enough to be deeply detested by them.
The entire island of Qingshui was surrounded by mountains on all sides, with treacherous shoals by the seashore, and jagged reefs, making it an entirely dangerous island.
When Lu Qingshan and Dantai Qingrun arrived on the island controlling their swords, a canopy of sky erged, blocking them from the outside.
Two young cultivators walked out from the canopy, about to ask questions, but upon seeing the Flying Fish uniform on Dantai Qingrun, they paused, “Xiuchun?”
Dantai Qingrun nodded and passed the “Xiuchun” token that represented her identity.
After examining the token carefully, the two young cultivators exchanged glances and nodded at each other.
“Please enter,” one of the young cultivators returned the token to Dantai Qingrun, his attitude becoming much more respectful.
The status of Xiuchun within the Zhishou Tower had always been suprely high.
When Lu Qingshan entered the canopy and saw the world beyond it, he imdiately felt as if he had arrived at a military town.
It was a vast small town, surrounded by the mountains of Qingshui Island.
Various dark-colored pavilions and buildings connected together, grand and magnificent, full of dignity, with a perating air of solemnity and killing intent.
Here, cultivators of extraordinary cultivation and deanor were commonplace, moving along the streets.
Although occasional curious glances were thrown at the appearance of Lu Qingshan and Dantai Qingrun—the result of Dantai Qingrun’s Flying Fish uniform—these onlookers soon drew back their gazes, turning their attention back to their own affairs.
This alone revealed that, although there were certainly exceptions, the cultivators of the Zhishou Tower tended to be of a higher caliber than the average cultivator.
Lu Qingshan and Dantai Qingrun walked briskly, heading straight for the heart of the town.
Half a quarter of an hour later.
A gatehouse bearing the three characters “Zhishou Tower,” and standing ten feet tall, appeared before them.
Underneath the gatehouse stood a stele of pitch-black material, yet glistening with the luster of jade.
On the stele, there were only eight characters:
Public deeds last forever, private deeds but a mont!
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