This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Just as the seal on the palace doors was released, Dantai Qingrun, sensing something amiss, raised his eyebrows and quickly pointed towards his Flying Swords, Qiuhong and Spirit Concealment. Instantly, a blindingly brilliant light flashed upon them as they howled and slashed towards another Underworld Cultivator.

Shi! Shi!

The two Flying Swords moved as swiftly as thunder, pouring forth and continuously bombarding the Underworld Cultivator who wielded a Trident Magical Artifact, creating a rain of swords.

Initially, the Underworld Cultivator could still swing the Trident Magical Artifact to barely fend them off, but this passive defense vastly drained his Vital Essence.

However, within moments, Qiuhong Sword pierced through his chest in a sudden motion. Under the pain, his movements were deformed, his Spiritual Power faltered, and then Dantai Qingrun, adept in combat, seized the opportunity and stabbed him repeatedly, turning him into a sieve.

The motions were so quick that Lu Qingshan didn't even find a chance to strike an additional blow.

But his mind wasn't on claiming a severed head anymore; his attention was more on the now opened Demon Spirit Tomb.

...Although it was opened a month earlier than expected, the Demon Spirit Tomb was ultimately opened by the Underworld.

...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of thunder echoed from within the palace doors, the intervals growing shorter and the range wider, spreading like tidal waves in all directions across the Spirit Mountain Range.

The radiance emitted from within the palace doors transformed into a mysterious force, extremely peculiar, rippling continuously outward.

Immediately after, wave after wave of brilliant, multicolored radiance surged into the sky; some of it blood red, some pitch black, some glowing silver.

Within the Spirit Mountain Range, the mountains stretched vast and majestic, covered with towering mountains.

Perched upon a cliff at that moment was a Third Grade avian demon, its body covered in black scales; it was resting with its eyes closed. But then, its eyes suddenly snapped open.

It had heard a very strange sound!

Looking towards the source of the sound, it saw the sky-piercing radiance.

The demon bird's eyes brightened because within those radiating lights, an unmistakable treasure's glow was visible!

In the next moment, the demon bird cried out to the skies, its wings shining with a green light, as it soared upward, transforming into a lingering shadow flying toward the location where the radiance burst forth.

"Moo!"

A barbaric bellow of an ox roared, mingling with the thunderous sounds, making it hard to distinguish.

This was a gigantic ox, its appearance as red as blood, towering over a dozen meters tall in the dense forest, charging wildly towards the direction of the radiance.

It too was drawn by the sky-piercing radiance.

This sky-piercing radiance, along with the vast sounds, attracted the attention of countless demon beasts.

In the Spirit Mountain Range's Primordial Ancient Forest, the area now thundered with the roars of demon beasts and the striking of fierce birds, the noise earth-shattering.

The significant commotion within the Spirit Mountain Range had also alerted nearby Sects and Cultivating families close to the range, causing them to send people to cautiously investigate the strange occurrences within.

And since the Spirit Mountain Range was situated at the intersection of three prefectures, not only Lingxu Prefecture but cultivators from the other two prefectures were also drawn to the area.

For a while, the Spirit Mountain Range became a convergence of swirling events.

However, by the time they had investigated the situation and reacted, sending people required five to six days.

....

Within the valley,

everything was in disarray, the Bao Ming Demon King lay sprawled on the ground, blood continuously spurting from its chest, truly on its last breath, no longer feigning death.

"Why? Why?" the Bao Ming Demon King uttered, its large leopard eyes filled with resentment and anger, muttering ceaselessly as its breath grew weaker.

It still couldn't accept the fact that Li Venerable could enter safely while it was stopped outside.

And the tragic state of the Bao Ming Demon King caused other restless demons to hesitate in their movements, looking towards the palace doors with a hint of caution and fear, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

Only the Underworld Cultivators, at this moment, did not hesitate to flash towards the palace doors.

Seeing this, Beiming True Venerable's face darkened like water.

Because of his momentary carelessness, Li Venerable had escaped from his hands, already making him feel slightly ashamed; seeing these Underworld Cultivators act this way finally unleashed the anger in his heart.

If another Underworld Cultivator were to escape from his hands, he would be unworthy of being a Void Refining Cultivator!

Chi!

Beiming True Venerable's whole body erupted in purple lightning, transforming him in that moment into an Ancient Thunder God.

His right hand pointed downward, and he uttered in a commanding tone, "Decree!"

Rumbling!

Out of the clear blue sky, dozens of thunderbolts suddenly descended, turning into nimble thunder snakes that instantaneously struck and entwined around the Underworld Cultivators. Their speed was so fast that the cultivators couldn't dodge at all.

Sizzling!
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In the moment besieged by the thunder, these Underworld Cultivators were as fragile as paper, all plummeting from the sky, shrieking miserably as lightning struck them, writhing and convulsing in agony.

As one wave settled, another arose.

In the sky, dozens more thunder snakes formed.

Seeing such a scene, the demon beasts finally stifled their struggle, even the fierce Demon King and the Wolf Palace Demon King ceased their resistance.

Surrendering perhaps offered a chance to live, while defiance would surely lead to death.

The sole opportunity for escape was just as the Beiming True Venerable had not yet reacted.

Only two seized this chance, one was Li Venerable himself, and the other the most cunning Bao Ming Demon King.

Yet in the end, only Li Venerable managed to escape into it, while Bao Ming Demon King outright lost half of his life.

With his profoundly mysterious Thunder Spell, Beiming True Venerable brought the situation under control. However, seeing the growing commotion emanating from inside the temple door, he couldn't help but frown.

This disturbance was too great.

With such a commotion, it wouldn't be long before this place became bustling.

Then, even as a Void Refining Cultivator capable of fighting ten or a hundred adversaries, facing thousands of demon beasts, it would be impossible to completely seal off this area.

...…

Creak!

The temple doors finally opened completely, revealing the Gengjin Tiger King's tomb to the world once again.

But the radiance emanating from inside the doors showed no signs of stopping, the sounds persisting incessantly.

As if deliberately designed, the whole temple gateway dazzled with divine light, concealing everything within and emitting an overwhelming aura that seemed truly extraordinary.

Beiming True Venerable waved his hand, and dozens of thunder snakes moved out, binding all the demon beasts.

He then shifted his form and teleported next to the temple door.

However, the moment he approached the door, a scene a hundred times more terrifying than when the Bao Ming Demon King approached it unfolded.

Dozens of gleaming golden radiances transformed into blades, shooting towards him at high speed!

The Beiming True Venerable's face paled, and with a light tap from his finger, a mystical Taoist rune appeared out of nowhere, transforming into a somber thunderbolt in mid-air, heading straight for those blades.

"Not good!" The moment the thunderbolt touched the radiant blades, Beiming True Venerable's heart sank again.

On those radiant blades was an extremely intense Slaughter Intent.

Under the blessing of Slaughter Intent, the somber thunder was instantly neutralized and dissolved.

Fortunately, Beiming True Venerable reacted quickly, and in an instant, he deployed a purple Treasure Talisman.

The talisman sparked a huge silver moon, from which silver light steamed out like a dazzling divine halo, enveloping Beiming True Venerable within it.

Clang, clang, clang!

These radiant blades struck the silver light, creating intense collisions and then shattering, turning into a brilliant rain of radiance.

With the aid of the Treasure Talisman, Beiming True Venerable, who blocked this fierce attack, retreated dozens of steps and vigilantly watched the divine light flashing at the temple door.

Such a strong Slaughter Intent!

Why could Li Venerable enter safely, yet just approaching it, I and the Bao Ming Demon King were attacked?

For a moment, Beiming True Venerable was also puzzled.

"This is the residual Slaughter Intent and influence left after the death of the Gengjin Tiger King." A voice transmitted, as if seeing through Beiming True Venerable's confusion, it volunteered an explanation, "Any cultivator too powerful approaching it would be deemed an enemy by this Slaughter Intent and instinctively attacked."

"And this boundary should be that any Golden Core Stage cultivator or above is forbidden from entering the Demon Spirit Tomb."

The speaker was none other than Lu Qingshan, who had entered the valley alongside Qingrun after she swiftly killed the Underworld Cultivators.