Chapter 637: Chapter 95: Better to advance one thought than to stop at one thought_3
In such a dire physical state, he opted to unleash the Heaven Suppressing Secret Sword.
This action was practically no different from seeking death.
But now, Lu Qingshan could no longer concern himself with these things.
If he used the Heaven Suppressing Secret Sword, he might die.
If he didn’t… he would definitely die.
Like the offspring of wealthy families who do not sit in the marketplace, even in such circumstances, Yuan Cang still retained the sense of superiority and pride of a Divine Transformation Cultivator.
Lu Qingshan was fighting desperately, but he had no intention of risking his life.
He could tell that Lu Qingshan’s sword was a final struggle.
So why should he clash directly with him?
If he was not careful with a single move, he might even sustain a minor injury—why bother?
As long as he blocked this attack, Lu Qingshan, who was barely hanging on by a thread, would collapse on his own, without the need for him to make another move.
That’s what Yuan Cang thought, and what he did.
In his hands, his dual swords could have blocked with one and attacked with the other, but he chose to cross them in front of himself, adopting a fully defensive stance.
Lu Qingshan was doing more than fighting desperately; he was literally fighting with his life.
When he was practicing the Dragon Elephant Mystique at Chicken Soup Temple and had unlocked all three hundred and sixty acupoints, even when he was still at the Qi Refining Cultivation stage, he had already vaguely sensed the Lifewheel hidden deep within his body.
Now, with his cultivation having reached Nascent Soul Perfection, his sensitivity to the Lifewheel was unquestionably far superior to when he was at Qi Refining stage, and it was extremely clear.
What is the Lifewheel? It is, in fact, the wheel of a person’s lifespan.
As the Lifewheel turns ceaselessly, so does life continue without end.
But once the Lifewheel stops, that person would perish and their path would end.
Yuan Cang couldn’t understand where Lu Qingshan, after depleting all his strength, found this extraordinarily powerful Divine Power.
This strength hadn’t come out of nowhere; it was because Lu Qingshan used the Divine Skill of the Dragon Elephant Mystique, Unbreakable Vision of the Divine!
Unbreakable Vision of the Divine, which broke through all three hundred and sixty acupoints, allowed Lu Qingshan to dominate the strength within his body and understand it thoroughly.
This time, he was employing the power of the Lifewheel that he had come to understand.
That invisible, deeply hidden, golden Lifewheel started to spin rapidly.
Its appearance was like a fast-forwarding clock or a swiftly turning grinding wheel.
With the rotation of the Lifewheel, streams of Blood Qi burst forth, transforming into an incredibly powerful force that sustained his slash.
The first strike of the Heaven Suppressing Sword was achieved in exchange for a hundred years of his lifespan.
Under Lu Qingshan’s sword strike, one of Yuan Cang’s swords was immediately sent flying.
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from both of them at the same time.
Yuan Cang appeared crazed, looking at Lu Qingshan’s face, which was covered with blood yet could not hide its paleness, and revealed a fierce smile.
How ruthless can you get?
Didn’t I still block it?
Lu Qingshan tugged at the corner of his mouth, as if he had understood the mockery in Yuan Cang’s eyes.
Then, his right hand holding the sword thrust forward once again.
Heaven Suppressing, Sword Two.
This time, he exchanged two hundred years of his lifespan for the second sword.
This sword strike caused Yuan Cang’s remaining sword to be sent flying as well.
But it wasn’t over yet; Sword Two of the Heaven Suppressing series pressed on relentlessly, stabbing toward Yuan Cang’s final defensive measure, the Element Force barrier.
A depressed spot appeared where the tip of Lu Qingshan’s Oblivion River Sword met Yuan Cang’s brow.
From the sword tip at the center, the Element Force spread outward on the shield, thinning continuously.
At the same time, the power in Lu Qingshan’s sword was also rapidly fading.
After a moment of confrontation, the Oblivion finally ran out of strength three inches from Yuan Cang’s brow.
At this critical juncture between life and death, Lu Qingshan, whose face was now left with only traces of blood and devoid of color, slowly closed his eyes and swung his sword again.
Heaven Suppressing, Sword Three.
He traded another three hundred years of his lifespan for the third slash.
From the moment he executed the first sword strike…
Lu Qingshan’s mind had been fixated only on advancing; he gave no thought to surviving, let alone retreating.
If one slash didn’t suffice, then the second, the third, or even the fourth, the fifth…
With a lifespan of a thousand years in his Nascent Soul, Lu Qingshan, at twenty-one, had nine hundred and seventy-nine years of life to use.
In a moment of life or death, he no longer considered his own survival.
Today, either I, Lu Qingshan shall perish by exhausting my lifespan, or you shall be slain by me.
Better to die in advancement than to stop at all!