Chapter 440 – A Righteous Strike (1/2)

Fu Qingjin’s eyes flashed. He gazed at Li Qingshan deeply. “You really aren’t like a daemon. A pity!” With that, he merged with his sword and shot off.

Li Qingshan watched the green light take off. He did not waste any energy to chase after it either. A golden ray of light lit up in the east, dyeing all the clouds and stretching thousands of kilometers away.

The bright moon remained in the west, hanging high above Li Qingshan. The cultivators in the distance all saw this and murmured, “The moon demon.”

Following the terrors of the blood demon and the rock demon, he who had fallen silent for three years made a name for himself through a single battle. With strength even greater than the two former daemons, he earned the name of the moon demon, casting a shadow over the hearts of all cultivators.

The night roamers succumbed to his figure in the sky, lowering their heads. The matriarchs all handed over the hundred treasures pouches obediently.

Ye Liusu went up. “Master, we should…”

Li Qingshan scanned past them and flew down. He landed on the bronze cauldron that tried to slip away before raising his hand. “Mingzhu, the map.”

As the red sun rose up in the east, the bright moon gradually faded away. However, so what if it was day? Now, the greatest threat, Fu Qingjin, had been heavily injured, no longer capable of battle. This was a fantastic opportunity to attack the Daemon Suppression alliance.

“Northmoon, you screwed me over!” A spiteful voice rang out from the forest. Bloodshadow’s pale-white face was twisted; no, his entire body was twisted, filling in the hole in his chest. Having been directly struck by the destructive lightning dragon, a part of his body had directly vaporised, leaving behind an injury that could not be healed. His three years of sucking blood and cultivation had basically vanished in a single moment.

Li Qingshan mocked him. “So you’re still alive. Why don’t you check yourself before you think about taking advantage of me? You better piss off, or I’ll send you off!”

“Y- you…” Bloodshadow pointed at Li Qingshan as his face became even paler from anger. Not only had he failed to benefit, but he even ended up being heavily injured from taking part this time. He had truly been humiliated.

Li Qingshan returned with his blade on his shoulder. Just when he was about to speak, another omen of warning rose up inside him.

The east suddenly lit up as an aura of righteousness rushed into the clouds. Gazing over, it actually originated from a tiny, skinny old man, covered in wrinkles. His stiff expression radiated with righteousness, shooting over from the east with a sword like the unstoppable rise of the sun.

He was the head scholar of Pine Sough academy, Wen Zhengming. He had been paying attention to the situation of the Clear River prefecture the entire time, especially to Jiang Shancheng’s murderer. He had received the news and rushed over the moment Li Qingshan appeared, but due to the rules, he was unable to show himself. Afterwards, he saw how arrogant the wretched daemon behaved and could not help himself any longer.

Wen Zhengming opened his mouth and blasted Li Qingshan’s ears like a clap of thunder. “Die, wretched daemon!”

The sharpness from the sword pricked his eyes. Li Qingshan thought of the Soaring Dragon Elder again, and his heart sank. A Golden Core cultivator. He bellowed out, “Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell!”

Hexagonal pieces of faint blue light stacked before Li Qingshan. He was afraid to use the mirror reflection again, and it was not only because of the severe mental exhaustion he had gone through. It was also because with his current power, he probably could not even reflect a hundredth of the attacker’s strength. All he could do was use the simplest and most direct method to defend.

If Wen Zhengming changed his move, then Li Qingshan would be able to escape from the sword intent.

However, Wen Zhengming would never pull back his sword once he had swung it. He was straightforward, just like his own character. The Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell shattered layer after layer. This was something that even Fu Qingjin could not achieve.

Li Qingshan’s eyes were clear as he forced his mind to settle down. He spread his arms, and his scarlet hair danced. The spirit turtle’s daemon core revolved rapidly as he poured all of his daemon qi into the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell. I’m no longer the same Li Qingshan of the past. Even if a Golden Core cultivator wants to kill me, it won’t be that easy!

The night roamers all paled in fright, staggering back in retreat. They were unable to face the terrors of Golden Core cultivators. They were afraid to attract his attention. Only Ye Liusu remained where she was.

The bright yellow satin expanded to several meters across and flew towards Wen Zhengming. The moment it came in contact with the righteous aura, it ripped to pieces.

Ye Liubo cried out, turning into a shadow and flying towards Wen Zhengming. She stabbed down viciously with her dagger, and with a bang, she was sent flying, knocking down countless trees.

“Liubo!” Ye Liusu cried out.

Wen Zhengming’s righteous aura had been shaken up slightly, and it had shattered three layers of the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell beforehand. It was a spent force.

Li Qingshan’s anger was stirred. He withdrew the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell and spat out an oval bead. This was the phoenix’s embryo he had condensed in the magma underground.

Boom! It was like another sun had risen up from the ground, yet also like the surging eruption of a volcano.

“The World Flattened with Humanity and the Sword!” Even Wen Zhengming’s serious expression changed slightly. He bellowed out slightly, and his sword rose with the wind. His righteous aura surged, and he swung down, splitting through the flames right down towards Li Qingshan’s head.