This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 122 Blood Qi River

Heavenly Secret Tower, "Protector of Zhenjiang".

The city was riddled with savage magical beasts, and pavilions and decorated columns were all reduced to ruins, with flames bursting forth in most areas.

In such chaos, only this place remained a sanctuary of cleanliness.

A faint golden light enveloped the entire tower, and all the magical beasts felt the terrifying aura emanating from inside the tower and retreated.

Inside the tower, in Qi Yuan's Taoist field.

Numerous Taoist runes tumbled and drifted, weaving together to form eight massive rays of divine light. Arranged according to the eight points of a compass, each performed its duty, creating an extremely mysterious formation.

At the center of the formation stood a cultivator with a head full of white hair.

An ancient yin-yang mirror floated in front of the cultivator, its body emitting a glaze-gold light, mysterious beyond compare.

A blue-green line emerged from Qi Yuan, connecting with the body of the mirror. The blue-green light flowed like water, continuously streaming from Qi Yuan into the yin-yang mirror.

However, the originally vibrant blue-green light now appeared very dim.

"Qi Yuan, he..." Tower Master Chu He, seeing the blue light fade and Qi Yuan's vitality transitioning to deathliness, felt indescribable emotions.

Mansion Master Lin Lang also could not bear to watch this scene any longer.

But this was indeed the most reasonable plan they could conceive of at present. Discover stories with empire

In the past, the Asura had lurked in the shadows, hidden and unmanifested. Even though the Heavenly Secret Mirror possessed the ability to connect to heaven, it could not conjure up the Asura out of thin air.

It was now, with the Asura actively causing slaughter and even managing the Demon Formation personally.

And while everyone was in the Demon Formation, suppressed by its power, locating the Asura's position had become a viable option, though the cost was very heavy.

Crack!

A sudden strange noise from the formation caused Chu He and Lin Lang to immediately focus their gaze on Qi Yuan.

The brilliantly shining eight divine lights suddenly dispersed.

Qi Yuan looked at the two calmly and whispered, "I have found the Asura's location."

Chu He and Lin Lang both felt their hearts skip, a hint of joy appearing on their faces, "Where is it?"

Qi Yuan waved his left hand, and a beam of golden light shot out from a divided portion of the Heavenly Secret Mirror, displaying a painting scroll before the two men.

The scenery on the painting scroll was lifelike, with detailed carvings and painted columns of various buildings. However, upon closer inspection, it would be found extremely familiar.

The painting displayed the original scene of Zhenjiang City, downsized thousands of times, but it was Zhenjiang before the chaos started.

Qi Yuan stretched out his right finger and lightly tapped a small corner of the painting, "Here."

Lin Lang carefully confirmed the location mentioned by Qi Yuan, then nodded, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "Tower Master Chu, please accompany me on this journey.

According to Protector Qi, the place where the Asura resides is the heart of the Demon Formation. It seems that if we destroy this heart, the Demon Formation will naturally collapse, and Zhenjiang City can once again see daylight."

Chu He nodded firmly, "Let's go then. I'm eager to see what kind of demon or monster this Asura, who has been our rival for a century, really is!"

As the chaos in the city began, Lin Lang had tried to test the power of the barrier, and found that even with the strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was not possible to break the Demon Formation's barrier in a short period of time.

He and Chu He had immediately sought out Qi Yuan.

In the current confusing situation, only Qi Yuan among the city's cultivators had the ability to penetrate the fog and propose a plan to end this turmoil.

The result had not disappointed them.

Fully aware that each moment's delay meant countless more of the Human Race would die, the two decided on their course of action and immediately prepared to move.

"Wait!" Qi Yuan called to the two Nascent Soul Cultivators who were about to set off.

"Does Supervisor Qi have any further instructions?" Lin Lang was very attentive to Qi Yuan's words.

"I'll go with you," Qi Yuan said evenly.

"Supervisor Qi, in your current state..." Chu He hesitated slightly.

Once they found the Asura, a fierce battle was inevitable.

Already cloaked in a somber aura of death, Qi Yuan had disregarded his own condition and overdrawn his lifespan by once again using the Observing Heaven Divine Skill. Now, the presence of death was visibly imminent, and he was on the verge of falling at any moment.

In such a state, what combat power could Qi Yuan possibly have? They couldn't bear to see him join the intense battle in such condition.

A flicker of light passed through Qi Yuan's inscrutable eyes as he softly said, "I will assist you from the side. After all, I am a disciple of the Heavenly Secret Pavillion, and my techniques might help you somewhat."

Upon hearing this, Lin Lang's expression flickered, and he replied, "If Supervisor Qi insists, then let's go together."

The Heavenly Secret Pavilion, one of the only seven Taoist Sects of the Human Race, was renowned for its strength.

No one doubted the methods of the Spiritual Cultivators from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

Since Qi Yuan had said so, despite their concerns for his health, Lin Lang found no reason to decline any further.

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Having just dealt with the Green Vast Wolf, Lu Qingshan was about to speak when he suddenly frowned, his expression turning grave.

The river of Blood Qi hanging in the sky had been growing increasingly dense with the passage of time, constantly accumulating, which kept Lu Qingshan on edge.

At this moment, the river of Blood Qi suddenly surged, raising monstrous waves.

The entire river of Blood Qi glowed as the dense Blood Qi gathered towards one spot, continuously compressing and transforming into a liquid state.

This was the prelude to initiating the Blood Pool Reincarnation!

How could this be? The accumulation in the river of Blood Qi was still some distance away from that of the past incarnation, and the Barrier had not yet been broken. Why would the Netherworld initiate the Blood Pool Reincarnation prematurely?

There must have been some major change, forcing the Netherworld to make such a decision.

Lu Qingshan quickly made a reasonable guess.

"I'll go over there and see what's happening; you all be careful," Lu Qingshan decided, turning to Xiao Zhi who was about to speak, "You are responsible for taking care of Sister Su Shu and for the burial of the bodies of the Li Family and Zhong Ming."

Xiao Zhi was taken aback, looked at Su Shu who was barely recovering next to him, and held back his desire to accompany Lu Qingshan.

Indeed, someone needed to stay here.

"You come with me," Lu Qingshan brought along the King of Western Rats.

His meridians were severely damaged, and his combat power was less than thirty percent of its peak.

Making this journey, he did not know what dangers he might encounter; at this time, he could only rely on the abilities of the King of Western Rats to avoid demons as much as possible.

"You need to use all your skills; after this matter is over, all the remaining Blood Spirit Beads in my possession will be yours," Lu Qingshan said, eyeing the cunning-looking Western Rat King, adding this line.

The formerly reluctant Western Rat King immediately lit up, vigorously nodded his small head, and patted his chest, promising, "No problem, leave it to your King of Western Rats."

Lu Qingshan was aware that making such a choice in his current state was very reckless, and even if he reached the scene, his strength would likely be insufficient to make a difference.

But still, he set off resolutely and determinedly toward the source of the accumulating Blood Qi, bearing severe injuries.

The reason was simple: the river of Blood Qi was tied to the lives of all the Human Race in Zhenjiang City, including his own, Lu Qingshan's.

In Lu Qingshan's eyes, there was never a reason to sit around and wait for death.