: No Easy Move

The sword, its edge gleaming cold, sliced ​​into the resilient neck without any resistance, reaching deep into the cervical bone, almost halfway in.

laugh!

The demon blood instantly turned into ink.

The Blue Scale Demon's eyes were instantly filled with horror and pain. It let out a roar, its demonic energy surging wildly as it retreated backward until it reached a safe distance.

I was both shocked and furious, completely baffled as to how the other party had managed to do it.

When the sharp claws reached out, the opponent seemed like an illusion, unable to feel any force. Yet, the counterattacking sword was real and tangible.

The wound on his neck sent waves of excruciating pain through him, causing even this transformed demon to tremble slightly.

Only then did it notice that Lu Jianghe's seemingly ordinary green robe was shrouded in an indescribable hazy halo, with the weather phenomena of wind, frost, rain, and snow faintly emerging and slowly rotating within it.

The Blue Scale Demon instantly realized that this garment was also a magical artifact!

Damn it.

What a cunning human cultivator!

The wound on his neck was so deep that bone was visible, and demonic blood was still gushing out.

The Blue Scale Demon is not a Xuan Turtle and does not possess such a powerful innate self-healing ability.

Such injuries cannot be healed instantly by relying on a human-shaped Daoist body.

However, to quickly recover from such severe injuries, revealing one's true form is ultimately the most effective method.

Thinking of this, a deep blue demonic mist suddenly rose around it.

The mist swirled and billowed, and in the blink of an eye, it coalesced into a colossal creature on the sea surface.

It resembled a human, but its entire body was covered in dark blue scales, and its muscles were bulging like rocks. Most terrifying of all was the three scarlet vertical pupils on its ferocious head, and the huge gash on its neck was rapidly healing.

The blue-scaled demon's giant claw slammed into the sea surface, compressing the water vapor to an extreme degree.

In an instant, three sea tornadoes shot into the sky, heading straight for Lu Jianghe, who was suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, the venomous dragon's massive body coiled and spun in the low sky, its emerald green vertical pupils locking onto Lu Jianghe. Its huge mouth opened wide, and a blood-red torrent, even thicker than before, arrived first, blocking Lu Jianghe's escape route.

Lu Jianghe remained calm and composed, wielding his two swords with unparalleled precision, as if they were rulers cutting the heavens, cleaving the three massive water tornadoes that were hurtling towards him in half.

The split water column, having lost its core connection to demonic power, collapsed with a roar, transforming into a torrential downpour.

It gives one the feeling that the essence of swordsmanship in the world is nothing more than the two words: horizontal and vertical.

In an instant, Lu Jianghe's figure transformed into a streak of light, soaring towards an even higher altitude.

The Blue Scale Demon hurriedly gave chase. As an eighth-order transformed demon, its scale armor was comparable to a magic weapon, providing astonishing defense.

Not only did that sword almost sever his neck, but it was also because he was in human form at the time.

But what's even more unbelievable is that it can even sever its supernatural powers with a single sword strike.

The sharpness of this sword was beyond imagination, completely overturning its understanding.

This human cultivator remained calm despite being attacked from both sides. Could he be a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?

Of course, this thought was fleeting.

Monsters are ultimately hard to change their nature.

In making decisions, one tends to follow the innate, violent nature within one's bloodline.

So what if the other party is indeed a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?

Once the two demonic beasts' murderous intent was aroused, it was difficult to suppress. They used their pure demonic bodies to fight Lu Jianghe.

Three completely different auras collided violently in the small world of the sky, and the terrifying noise they produced shattered the thick clouds into countless holes.

Rays of light descended from the broken cloud caves, projecting onto the sea surface and forming dozens of eerie and dazzling pillars of light.

The scene was as if dozens of holes had been punched through the sky, and brilliant sunlight poured down like rain, illuminating the churning, dark sea below in a bizarre and surreal way.

In the deep water, the seventh-tier whale-kun sensed the earth-shattering commotion above and was filled with fear, so it naturally dared not stay there.

Adding to the fact that the transformation lightning tribulation was forcibly interrupted, all efforts were in vain.

Although it did not suffer a backlash from heaven and earth, its vital energy was in a state of chaos and it was still quite damaged.

The difference between the seventh and eighth ranks is like heaven and earth; how difficult it is to cross this insurmountable barrier.

Now that the transformation has been ruined, the next time we think about it will be hundreds of years later.

There's no point in staying here any longer; we'd better slip away quickly.

Without hesitation, the whale-kun urged its enormous demonic body to silently swim away into the distance.

Unbeknownst to it, the instant it fled, a keen divine sense had already locked onto its aura like a leech clinging to a bone.

Amidst the chaotic currents and swirling demonic energy, a figure, like a ghost, silently followed...

The figure was none other than Qing Yi, who had secretly infiltrated this place.

He followed Xuanji of the Wanfa Sect all the way to this sea area, and just happened to witness the shocking scene.

Could he really fight two transformed demons all by himself?

Holy crap, this guy is awesome!

Qingyi mentally gave the figure in the green robe a big thumbs up.

The azure sword light that shattered the clouds and clashed head-on with the great demon made his scalp tingle.

Shocked, Qing Yi realized that the seventh-tier whale-kun, which was originally preparing to undergo tribulation, was now taking advantage of the chaos of the earth-shattering battle above to silently swim away and escape.

What made his heart skip a beat even more was that this whale-kun seemed to be an extremely rare mutated monster.

The person before had cleaved the tribulation clouds in two with a single sword strike, interrupting its transformation and leaving it in a very poor state.

A mutated monster, and at the peak of the seventh rank.

Qingyi's breathing quickened.

If one could tame this beast as a spirit pet...

Once the thought arises, it can never be stopped.

Opportunities are fleeting.

As a rogue cultivator, once Qing Yi made a decision, he would try it even if it meant taking an unconventional approach.

They decisively abandoned the idea of ​​continuing to watch the fighting.

He concealed his aura to almost nothingness and quietly followed.

As long as he can acquire this mutated whale, Qing Yi will be able to stand a little taller even when facing a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in the future!

There's a saying that goes like this.

Qing Yi doesn't make a move unless it's easy.

Further away, the three stood in the air watching the battle.

Miao He couldn't help but ask, "Are we just going to let that seventh-tier demonic beast leave?"

Although the energy in this world is complex, everyone's divine sense can perceive it.

Although it wasn't very clear, the demonic aura couldn't be hidden.

The burly man with the bushy beard spoke a complete sentence for the first time: "A seventh-tier demonic beast? You're ignoring two eighth-tier ones right in front of you and going after that seventh-tier one?"

The implication was that Miaohe was timid, lacked foundation, and had no spirit whatsoever as a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Miaohe's face darkened, her fingers curled slightly in her sleeve, suppressing her anger but not refuting.

Elder Jinxia, ​​holding a whisk, interjected at the opportune moment, her voice calm: "Fellow Daoist Xuanji is right. Although that whale-kun is a seventh-tier demon beast, its transformation is broken and its vital energy is greatly damaged. It's nothing special. Right now, this unknown Nascent Soul cultivator is fighting two transformed demon beasts alone. If we rashly distract him, we will only put him in danger."

(P.S.: In the next few chapters, Lu Jianghe's natal flying sword will be revealed. Fellow cultivators who are interested can leave their names in the comments section.)