This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

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Qing Ge's reaction was a fraction slower than Lu Qingshan's.

For he had just recovered from the sudden attack by the Marquis of An Hai.

Although the overwhelming attack had already been intercepted by the Pu Qu Demon Marshal, he was still somewhat shaken.

It was this slight delay that allowed Lu Qingshan to gain a considerable distance.

If offense is the trademark of a Sword Cultivator, then the speed of an Escape Technique is their ace in the hole.

After utilizing the Formless Sword Escape to break away from the battlefield, Lu Qingshan rapidly controlled his sword to rise, entering a state of Sword Control and heading straight for Yumen Pass.

Only at Yumen Pass would he truly be out of danger.

Moreover, he wasn't sure if the Marquis of An Hai could stand against the Pu Qu Demon Marshal.

If not, whether he could preserve his life under the Demon Marshal's hand.

All he could do was ensure his own safety first and then call for reinforcements.

Within Yumen Pass, there were great practitioners from the Sword Sect and Xia Daoyun.

And for Xia Daoyun, to slay a Demon Marshal was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

"Lord, the situation is unclear; stay close to me. Let us not pursue this man for now; we have... we'll act next time," said the Pu Qu Demon Marshal, seeing Lu Qingshan escaping but currently having no interest in pursuing him further.

Compared to killing Lu Qingshan, his more important task was to protect Lord Qing Ge.

Thus, he dared not distract himself with Lu Qingshan and instead kept a careful watch on the Marquis of An Hai, fearing that he might take advantage of an oversight to seize Qing Ge, while also advising Lord Qing Ge not to pursue Lu Qingshan.

He was worried that there might be other powerful Human Race cultivators nearby.

What if Qing Ge fell into a trap while chasing Lu Qingshan?

Even if there were no other powerful Human Race cultivators lying in ambush, he was not comfortable letting Qing Ge get too far away from him—who knew what surprises they might encounter on this extraterritorial battlefield?

Could he not know what kind of person his lord was? How could he feel at ease?

Besides, with the Hundred Illusions Butterfly at their disposal, could Lu Qingshan escape from the temple after escaping from the monks?

Might as well focus on dealing with the Marquis of An Hai first.

The thoughts of the Pu Qu Demon Marshal were rational and sensible.

But he forgot a very important point.

Since when did Qing Ge take his advice seriously?

The next moment, Qing Ge erupted with a thick burst of Demonic Qi. Then in a flash, he soared toward the direction of Lu Qingshan.

"Lord!" the Pu Qu Demon Marshal exclaimed in alarm.

On this side, Marquis of An Hai's gaze flickered, disregarding his injuries, and launched an attack towards the Pu Qu Demon Marshal.

At this point, he could only try to delay the Demon Marshal for a while.

As for whether Lu Qingshan would ultimately escape to safety, was now entirely up to Lu Qingshan himself.

"I swear not to be human until I kill you today!" Qing Ge, eyes red, stared at the sword light controlled by Lu Qingshan.

From the nearly successful attack at Falling Goose Pass to the accidental killing of a Netherworld Cultivator in Black Demon City which led to mockery from the Spirit Enchanting Demon Lord, to now when he had victory in his grasp but the situation had turned against him, the anger building in his heart fermented, overwhelming him.

With violent emotions swirling inside, Qing Ge ignored the Demon Marshal's advice and subconsciously chased after him.

Lu Qingshan, controlling his sword in full force, heard the breaking air behind him.

He turned his head for a glance and saw the Low-Ranking Demon General, Qing Ge, with a fierce and brutal expression, flitting through the air like a phantom quickly trailing him, as his Demonic Qi stirred up forming a tornado, relentlessly following him.

Lu Qingshan dared not relax, but he soon realized a problem.

Though his speed had reached the limit, unimaginably quick, Qing Ge also demonstrated the strength of a Low-Ranking Demon General—on the very aspect Lu Qingshan excelled in, Qing Ge was, in fact, slightly faster than him.

Barely faster by a fraction, not much more.

But still faster, hence the distance between them was closing.

Meaning, it was only a matter of time before Qing Ge would catch up to him.

The two streaks of Escaping Light ripped across the sky one after the other, triggering bursts of sonic booms, one after another.

The chase continued for a full half-hour, and finally, Qing Ge had closed enough distance.

Boom!

With a malicious laugh, Qing Ge swung out Black Blood, a dark golden filament shooting forth instantaneously, slicing through the air with a shrieking blast, heading straight for Lu Qingshan's back.

That single strike was not something many Void Refining Cultivators could withstand.

Lu Qingshan felt a chill down his spine, quickly diverting his attention to shoot out Oblivion.

Immortal True Intent enhanced by Destruction True Intent, a double boost accelerated Oblivion to a terrifying realm of one hundred fifty times the speed of sound, transforming the sword into Thunder-Fire.

In the Thunder-Fire birthed by Oblivion, flickers of Sword Light shone, interspersed with much Starry Radiance.

In its continuous flight, the Starry Radiance grew stronger, eventually turning into a light of stars, like a meteor, directly confronting that dark golden filament.

Exploding Sword Technique, Falling Star!

Boom!

This was the first time Lu Qingshan directly clashed with the dark golden filament released by Qing Ge.

The Thunder-Fire dispersed into countless particles, while the dark golden filament, under the assault of the Flying Sword, was completely shattered.

"This...." Qing Ge's eyes widened, a hint of astonishment flickering across his fierce face.

After obliterating the dark golden filament, Oblivion still had power to spare and continued to surge toward him.

The power of the Flying Sword, enhanced multiple times, was even stronger than Qing Ge had imagined.