This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

"Interesting." Qingyun Sword Immortal mumbled, then closed his eyes, no longer thinking about Lu Qingshan.

Recently, the Demon Race has been making quite a stir, as if planning something big.

Additionally, the news brought back by Xia Daoyun prompted him to start investigating the situation of the Rinsing Spirit Sect, only to find he had touched upon a deep and bottomless pool, with countless venomous snakes and reefs, fraught with danger.

These are much more important matters......

....

Great Xia.

Xia Daojing held a jade slip in her hand.

The jade slip contained the latest information on the Mysterious Ranking.

Her round face, with eyes that were affectionate and charming, held a sparkling light.

"Interesting." She tapped the table lightly, pondering.

Moments later, a sweet smile appeared on her alluring face, "My dear sister, you have truly accepted a good disciple, making me quite thrilled."

If before, she took notice of Lu Qingshan only because of Xia Daoyun, now, she paid attention to him entirely because of Lu Qingshan himself.

....

In a secret abyss.

"What's going on?! Why isn't Lu Qingshan dead yet?"

A voice filled with anger echoed.

"I don't know either. Logically, he should have perished long ago...."

"Regardless of why he's not dead, since he hasn't perished yet, does it mean our situation might be somewhat exposed?" Another voice sounded.

"Very likely."

"So, what should we do?"

....

All in all, with a slight tug, Lu Qingshan reappears in people's view with the title of the strongest Fifth Realm, and the impact he brings is far more than just causing a sensation in the Human Realm.

Overtly and covertly, multiple threads were simultaneously pulled.

.....

Beicang City.

The Qingming battle was unseen, yet everyone still looked up.

Until an hour later.

Two streaks of radiance descended from the sky, reappearing in the crowd's view.

Li Qiubai and Xu Su.

Both showed no scars, their clothes perfect, as if they hadn't fought atop Qingming, but rather had gone for a leisurely stroll.

"Did they fight? Who won?" Everyone was focused on this result.

"Humph!" Xu Su and Li Qiubai faced each other from afar, coldly snorting, "Li Qiubai, you defy the Heavenly Dao, even if you've gained something small now, it's ultimately a detour, bound to encounter a dead end, never achieving the Great Dao!"

"What of the Heavenly Dao? Li never cared." Li Qiubai's voice was rich, indifferent to Xu Su's words.

Sword Cultivators only trust their swords, not some bothersome Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao was never a Sword Cultivator's path.

"You've already erred once, and still persist in error, stubbornly unrepentant!" Xu Su said in a deep voice.

"Err once?" Li Qiubai spread his hands, smiling, "That's only what you think."

Xu Su's whole body trembled at his words, eyes widened, stunned in mid-air.

Having just fought Martial Emperor's Chang'an Sword Immortal atop Qingming, he no longer spoke much with Xu Su, his form slowly descending, eventually landing on a large ship, leaving only a lonely but not solitary figure to Beicang's cultivators.

Seeing Li Qiubai preparing to turn and leave, the people on Beicang's city head slowly exhaled.

No other reason, the pressure from countless flying swords suspended above the city earlier was incredibly overwhelming.

The only regret was not witnessing the battle between the Martial Emperor and Sword Immortal firsthand.

Peak Body Cultivation Martial Techniques of the Xu Family's Martial Emperor, against the unparalleled Sword Dao realm of the Chang'an Sword Immortal, this encounter would undoubtedly be the most majestic and tumultuous battle.

What a pity.

They thought.

"It seems like the Chang'an Sword Immortal won....." From Xu Su and Li Qiubai's earlier brief dialogue, many had already deduced some things.

Just when everyone relaxed their taut nerves, this time, Xu Su suspended in mid-air showed a panicked expression for the first time, suddenly furiously shouting at Li Qiubai on the ship: "Li Qiubai, what are you planning?"

Li Qiubai laughed loudly: "To take without asking is thief-like, Li returns swords to Beicang!"

Just as his foot stepped onto the ship's deck.

Two tails of Sword Gang emerged, propelling the ship into the distance.

Behind his figure, amidst the clouds, under the terrified gazes of Beicang's cultivators, countless shadows broke through the Sky Dome, descending from above.

It was thousands of swords being drawn to fall from the sky.

A light-hearted flight of swords.

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!

The flying swords were swift like thunder, catching people off guard.

A black sword embedded three feet into Beicang's street ground.

A red sword angled in three inches from a Beicang Body Cultivator's body front, nearly grazing his side, making him break out in cold sweat, yet in reality, not harming him at all.

A long sword, gleaming coldly, swept onto the city head, embedding into the city wall.

Thousands of swords, each with a destination.

Like a rain of stars falling.

At last, a sword named Great Frost, the foremost renowned sword of Beicang, like a meteor, plummeted from the sky, a rainbow spanning the sun, directly piercing toward the center of the Inner City's Sword Tomb.

On the Great Frost sword's blade, fierce Sword Gang intertwined like lightning, with surging energy on the sword's edge.

Boom!

That Sword Tomb, standing firm in Beicang City for many years and seen as Beicang's symbol, began to crumble inch by inch under the descent of Great Frost.

Finally.

In the sky full of dust, the Sword Tomb sizzled, transforming into rubble and dust, collapsing with a roar.

Li Qiubai's act of returning swords to Beicang didn't harm a soul, yet its deterrence was unparalleled in the world.

The sword demolishes the Five Mountains, the sword makes the stars fall.

From this day forth, Beicang has only the Xu Family, no longer the Sword Tomb.