This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 422: Chapter 45: Three Parts Wicked, Three Parts Killer – Part 2

“What’s going on?” Lu Qingshan asked.

The Sect Leader of Wind Blade Sect took out a token with three words inscribed on it, “First Army.”

The Sect Leader of Wind Blade Sect began to accuse sternly, “Sect Master Liu, the Sect Master of Mysterious Yin Sect disregarded the decision made by all the major sects, transferring the responsibility, which should belong to the cultivators of their Mysterious Yin Sect, to face the first charge of the Demon Clan, to us.”

The decisive battle was about the ignite, and the first collision would be the fiercest.

Thus, the twelve great sect leaders had already agreed in yesterday’s pre-meeting resolution that the disciples with the highest cultivation among the twelve major sects would be the first batch of cultivators trapped in formation, to minimize the losses as much as possible.

Lu Qingshan’s gaze turned icy as he looked at the brooding face of the Mysterious Yin Sect Master, his voice faintly filled with anger, “What does the Mysterious Yin Sect Master have to say about this matter?”

“Regarding this matter,” the Mysterious Yin Sect Master explained calmly, “the disciples of my Mysterious Yin Sect are powerful, and to be worn down in the very first clash is truly a waste of talent.

If their lives can be preserved, in the subsequent battles, won’t they be able to play a role several times greater than these minor sect cultivators?”

The Mysterious Yin Sect Master looked at the Sect Leader of Wind Blade Sect and the Sect Leader of Sharp Sword Pavilion with a contemptuous gaze, “Sect Master Liu, you agree, right?”

“The battle formation was set by us together yesterday,” Lu Qingshan said coldly.

“I think there is a problem with this battle formation. Why should the disciples of our twelve great sects replace these mediocrities to face the most dangerous first wave of the battle?

In the pre-battle meeting yesterday, I disagreed with this resolution.

It was you who insisted on this arrangement. It has nothing to do with me. Anyway, my Mysterious Yin Sect does not agree,” the Mysterious Yin Sect Master said firmly.

He was fearless in his heart.

The decisive battle was imminent. At such a time, every bit of combat power was extremely critical, let alone the fact that their Mysterious Yin Sect was one of the twelve major sects.

He believed that even if Liu Han was angry, considering the bigger picture, he definitely wouldn’t dare to harm him.

“I now have little patience left. Mysterious Yin Sect Master, do not mislead yourself,” Lu Qingshan’s eyes flashed with a dangerous light as he scanned the Mysterious Yin Sect Master.

The Mysterious Yin Sect Master still refused to yield, “The decision you made, you carry it out yourselves. I will not let the disciples of my sect die in such a manner.”

Lu Qingshan said nothing more and slashed with his sword.

All was silent.

The Mysterious Yin Sect Master reacted instantly, countless Yin Spirits arose, ferociously rushing forward to block the sword.

But it was all in vain.

In an instant, everything turned to emptiness.

All the Yin Spirits turned to ashes.

The Sword of Emptiness continued downward, directly slashing the Mysterious Yin Sect Master.

“Hand it over!” Lu Qingshan watched as the Mysterious Yin Sect Master got up, his tone calm.

The Mysterious Yin Sect Master trembled as he looked at Lu Qingshan.

Liu Han, unworthy of being the foremost person of the Human Race, once his edge was revealed, no one could withstand it.

Under Liu Han’s oppressive aura, he had no choice but to hand over the token representing the Second Army, though his eyes flickered with a deeply hidden sinister light.

The Mysterious Yin Sect Master made an extremely crazy decision in his heart at that moment.

Lu Qingshan threw the token of the Second Army to the Sect Leader of Wind Blade Sect and Sect Leader of Sharp Sword Pavilion, grabbing the token of the First Army from their hands.

Looking at the somber-faced Mysterious Yin Sect Master, Lu Qingshan suddenly smiled.

“Mysterious Yin Sect Master, your narrow-mindedness and selfishness are well known. I thought that at a critical moment of life and death for the Human Race, you might change,” Lu Qingshan paused, then said coldly, “Politics are unchangeable, nature is hard to alter. Someone as selfish as you, harboring resentment today, will be a trouble later on—trouble that could be substantial.”

“To secure the outside, we must first secure the inside,” Lu Qingshan gripped the Sword of Emptiness, “to completely avoid such incidents in the future, let me eradicate the internal trouble first today.”

With a casual remark, what followed was the drastically changing Sword of Emptiness.

The Mysterious Yin Sect Master’s complexion drastically changed.

He could never have expected Lu Qingshan to be so decisive, his methods so ruthless.

Boom, boom, boom!

Lu Qingshan erupted with an aura as towering as mountains, as deep as the abyss.

Heaven and Earth turned empty, all around turned white.

Brighter than moonlight, that whiteness.

It was Sword Light.

The Mysterious Yin Sect Master exerted his full strength to resist.

But Lu Qingshan, who could block a single sword against three Great Demon Kings,

How could the Mysterious Yin Sect Master withstand such a man, such a sword?

The Mysterious Yin Sect Master turned into emptiness, into nothingness, disappeared.

“When the time comes, you with the Mysterious Yin Sect cultivators will face the enemy. Those who do not comply, slash!” Lu Qingshan tossed the token of the First Army to the deputy Sect Leader of West Mountain Sword Hut standing behind him, speaking calmly.

The cultivators of the Mysterious Yin Sect felt chills in their hearts, their bodies quaking, daring not to oppose. @@novelbin@@

Lu Qingshan turned and left.

……

The deep yet majestic sound of horns rose.

The final battle between humans and demons finally erupted.

Lu Qingshan gazed at the vast expanse of Human Cultivators and the Demon Clan.

Techniques interwoven, brilliance intermingled.

Without hesitation, Lu Qingshan, holding his sword, charged like a dragon towards the three Great Demon Kings.

The battle with the three Great Demon Kings lasted three full days and nights.

It was a fight that darkened the heavens and the earth, leaving the sun and moon without light.

When Lu Qingshan swung his final sword, decapitating the head of the Demon King, nearly exhausted,

He heard innumerable cheers.

Surveying his surroundings.

It turned out that, as he achieved victory here, he also crushed the morale of the allied forces of the Demon Clan; the balance of power quickly tipped, and the allied forces of Human Cultivators here too achieved victory.

The remnants of the defeated Demon Clan chose to surrender.

Lu Qingshan stood aloft, looking at the tens of thousands of bowing Demon Beasts.

“Sect Master Liu, how should we handle these Demon Beasts?” the other major sect leaders, covered in blood, looked at Lu Qingshan with eyes full of respect.

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