This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 498 - 22 The Killing Intent of Man, The Reversal of Heaven and Earth (Part 2)

Chapter 498: Chapter 22 The Killing Intent of Man, The Reversal of Heaven and Earth (Part 2)

In the desert hundreds of miles away from Gourd Valley, a Buddhist light was traveling across the sky, heading straight for this place.

Within the Buddhist light was a young monk draped in a light red kasaya.

Chirp.

A crisp chirping sound emanated from within.

“Little sparrow, don’t worry, we’re almost there.” The young monk was indeed Jue Zhen, who was conversing with the yellow sparrow spirit inside his robe.

After dealing with the malicious monks of the Sand Sea, he was supposed to start his journey back to Chicken Soup Temple.

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But shortly after he set off, he suddenly felt an impulse, his Buddhist light awakened, and he sensed that something significant was about to happen in Mo Gao.

He practiced the Buddhist “Present Sutra” and had already developed spiritual connections, often proving his intuitions correct.

Because of this, he decided to stay in Mo Gao.

His premonition became even clearer two days ago, directly pointing him in the direction.

“Just over two hundred miles to go,” Jue Zhen muttered, “I hope I make it in time.”

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In the ‘Sheep’ tribe, many women couldn’t help but cry out in grief.

The children, not understanding much, started crying as well upon seeing their mothers in tears.

Their cries were continuous and heart-wrenching.

Lu Qingshan surveyed the distance.

At the rear of the pack of Sand Wolf Demons, there were three towering giant wolves.

Their bodies covered in yellow fur that stood up like needles, each with a distinct territorial trait, and their saw-tooth-like fangs gleaming coldly, revealed their formidable strength.

Their brown pupils were filled with ferocity and detachment.

Three Fourth Grade peak Sand Wolf Demons.

They were the instigators of this wave of demon onslaught.

In that horde of thousands of Sand Wolf Demons, the majority were First Grade, with several hundred Second Grade Sand Wolf Demons, and dozens of Third Grade.

The First Grade led the charge, at the forefront.

Clearly, the leader of this group of Sand Wolf Demons, although sensing the terrifying aura dispersing from the valley, its inherently skeptical nature didn’t choose to rashly barge in; instead, it let its minions lead the charge.

Once the Demon Beasts surge like a tide, their momentum becomes unstoppable.

Lu Qingshan, at the zenith of his power before his Cultivation base was severed, indeed could have made a safe round trip in front of such a demon tide, but to stop such a tide with one man’s power seemed an impossible task.

Let alone now, when he merely possessed a smidge of Power of the Mountains and Seas left, barely reaching the Golden Core level.

“My lord, what should we do?” Qin Yitian hovered beside Lu Qingshan, biting her lip, she asked uneasily.

The vast, profound, and bottomless gorges mostly housed common mortals; at their strongest was a First Grade Qi Refinement cultivator. How could the ‘Sheep’ tribe outrun the Sand Wolf Demons?

If no one could halt this wave of demons, today the ‘Sheep’ tribe would surely be overrun.

Yang Qing’er clutched her wooden staff tightly, her eyes fiercely protective as she stood in front of a toddler barely three or four years old.

Lu Qingshan’s gaze lowered just in time to catch this scene.

“Ah,” he sighed the next moment.

“My lord, have you decided?” Qin Yitian, who already was almost telepathically in tune with Lu Qingshan, understood his intention the moment she heard his sigh.

“It seems that since we’re in the Western Domain,” Lu Qingshan pursed his lips, half in lament, half talking to himself, “it’s inevitable that I have to play the Buddha here.”

Under the staring, dumbfounded gazes of almost a thousand ‘Sheep’ tribespeople, Lu Qingshan’s figure slowly descended and stopped in front of Gourd Mouth.

“Teacher…” Yang Qing’er gripped her wooden staff tightly, her eyes glazed as she murmured.

All they could see was a somewhat emaciated figure.

But they had already understood what Lu Qingshan was preparing to do.

Just as they had thought.

Lu Qingshan planted his feet firmly into the ground, sinking two inches deep, securing his stance.

Being a Sword Cultivator, he did not hold a sword at this moment.

Because in this situation, drawing a sword wouldn’t suffice to fend off the onslaught.

In the face of a demon tide charging like thousands of troops, Lu Qingshan collected himself and even closed his eyes.

The Sand Wolf Demons rolled in magnificently, whipping up the yellow sand like a river on the ground and like a dragon rising from the flat earth.

The tribe members of the Sheep tribe could already see the ferocity in the wolves’ eyes.

The momentum of their assault was set; how could such Sand Wolves be blocked? How could they possibly be made to retreat?

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The feeling of an earthquake became more pronounced, causing the tribespeople of the ‘Sheep’ to involuntarily sway.

Some toddlers began to stagger and fall to the ground, crying incessantly.

Standing in his place, his feet deeply sunk into the ground, Lu Qingshan was unaffected by the quake.

Finally, he abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with unlimited compassion and…

Limitless Slaughter Intent.

As the killing intent surged, centering on Lu Qingshan, it spilled forth like floodwaters breaking through a dam, rolling towards the Sand Wolf Demon tide.

Slaughter Intent.

His Cultivation had gone, but his realm, and Intent, still remained.

Intent without Spiritual Power might be considered powerless, merely an imposing force.

Force could intimidate those who hear of it, yet as long as one is bold enough, they could remain unscathed.

Force is something mysterious and profound, cultivated individually.

For instance, in the secular world, an extremely majestic Emperor could shatter a timid, erring servant’s heart with just a glance.

This is not reliant on Divine Skills but rather the so-called force.

At this moment, Lu Qingshan’s intention was to use this killing force to repel the Sand Wolf Demon tide.

The killing intent of one man, contending with the collective force of a thousand Sand Wolf Demons.

The Unity Realm, nearly touching the Perfection of the Realm of Slaughter Intent, flowed forth from Lu Qingshan.

Force, an intangible thing, should be invisible to outsiders.

But the people of the ‘Sheep’ tribe could then see, the wild sand swirling in the sky, was stopped three yards away from Lu Qingshan’s body, unable to penetrate as if a soft invisible halo was protecting him.

At the forefront of the ferociously staring tide of Sand Wolf Demons, when they charged to within a hundred yards of Lu Qingshan, they seemed to hit an invisible barrier, their steps abruptly stopping.

However, the Sand Wolf Demons behind did not sense this barrier, recklessly charging forward, ramming straight into the ones stopped at the frontline.

Under this tremendous collision, the frontline Sand Wolf Demons, unable to resist, were squeezed forward by a yard.

Afterward, the terrifying aura that stopped them grew even more intense.

Their inner fear compelled them to try to move back desperately.

But after pushing the first line of Sand Wolf Demons forward by a yard, the second line felt the terrifying presence as well, and also halted.

The third line of Sand Wolf Demons stormed forward.

With some moving forward and others moving back, those caught in the middle were instantly squeezed to death, their blood splattering and flesh scattering.

Layer upon layer of Sand Wolf Demons continuously moved forward.

The flesh and blood had already thickened.

The city-swaying tide of Sand Wolf Demons, meeting Lu Qingshan as if on a narrow path, drew ever closer to him.

“Not enough, still not enough.” Lu Qingshan, silent, was turbulent inside.

He was already exerting himself to his fullest, even overstressing himself to wield his slaughter intent, but that was only just enough to slightly resist the onslaught of the Sand Wolf Demons.

If someone were in front of Lu Qingshan now, they could see, his eyes were even redder than the thick blood of the Sand Wolf Demons.

The relentless waves of the demon tide surged, one wave after another.

Yet Lu Qingshan was alone, with only the unceasing tide of killing intent.

If it broke, then the demon tide would sweep him away in one fell swoop.

But how long could his energy last?

Lu Qingshan’s robe fluttered, killing intent rising again.

This time, he was leveraging the might of the Immortal True Intent to evolve his killing intent.

The enduring nature of immortality could allow him to revive his energy for a long while.

The Sand Wolf Demons continued forward, a yard after a yard, following one another.

As a Second Grade wolf demon entered the zone of his killing intent, Lu Qingshan’s test increased again.

Silently, blood red as purple, streamed down from Lu Qingshan’s nose.

Acting impulsively.

Lu Qingshan’s current state was the utmost impulsive of the world.

Guiding spirit with intent, performing the deeds of Buddha.

Qin Yitian’s eyes reddened a bit, unable to watch any longer.

Forward, forward, forward again.

The Sand Wolf Demons too were frenzied, continuing forward under the command of the Wolf Demon King.

A hundred yards had already reduced to fifty yards.

Blood was seeping from Lu Qingshan’s nose, mouth, eyes, and ears, and he had a mouthful of fresh blood stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out.

Because spitting out this mouthful of blood might break the painstakingly sustained killing intent.

However prolonged the force of the Immortal True Intent, it ultimately had its limits.

Lu Qingshan’s forcing himself like this was akin to draining the pond to get the fish, and before long, he was about to hit rock bottom.

Forty yards.

Thirty yards.

Twenty yards.

The Sand Wolf Demons were near now, those drooling bloodthirsty maws almost in front of him.

The stench of the saliva seemed to smack him in the face.

In the center of Lu Qingshan’s brow, a crimson spot suddenly appeared, gradually deepening in color until it turned a deep purple, then black.

Finally, a bead of blood seeped from the center of his brow.

Bleeding from every orifice.

Lu Qingshan, wielding killing intent with the stance of “If not I entering hell, then who will,” radiated the fearless aura of “one man holding the pass against ten thousand.”

Just as his breath was ultimately running low, it surged like spring water gushing forth, reviving in an instant.

Silently, Lu Qingshan’s Slaughter Intent, at this critical juncture between life and death, reached Perfection, unbeknownst to him.

A breeze brushed across the hill, and an immense killing aura of unknown origin within him suddenly erupted, surging thousands of miles in an instant, leveraging the power of the Immortal True Intent to evolve into a killing force far surpassing the Perfection Realm of Slaughter Intent, bursting forth spectacularly.

The killing aura swept over all the Sand Wolf Demons, including the Fourth Grade Sand Wolf Demon King.

In the world, the air was like the killing star White Tiger, glaring fiercely at the tide of Sand Wolf Demons.

Facing Lu Qingshan, three yards away, the Sand Wolf Demons finally halted their assault.

The roaring and howling ceased abruptly, only heavy breathing remained.

Heavy, penetrating.

That hundred-yard path had long turned into a river of blood.

In the sky above, a beam of Buddhist light roared towards them.

Within the Buddhist light, the young monk Jue Zhen, seeing the scene below from afar, was deeply moved.

He lowered his eyebrows, brought his hands together, and murmured a prayer, the sound of Buddhism spreading salvation.

“Whether Asura or Buddha,” Jue Zhen, looking at Lu Qingshan, chanted.

Finally, all the Sand Wolf Demons, whether fearing the blood-soaked Lu Qingshan or the Buddhist light of Jue Zhen, overwhelmed, turned around, whipping up a sandstorm as they fled in panic.

Lu Qingshan, exhausted, suddenly lost his breath and stumbled, staggering backward and falling.

Qin Yitian quickly stepped forward and caught the collapsing, unconscious Lu Qingshan.

Killing intent arises from the land, merely stirring up dragon and snake.

When a man releases killing intent, it is sufficient to overturn heaven and earth.