Chapter 497: Chapter 21 The Killing Intent of Man, The Reversal of Heaven and Earth (Part 1)_3

“I want to learn!” Yang Qing’er gazed at Lu Qingshan, her dark pupils shimmering with a spiritual light, brighter than ever.

Lu Qingshan laughed heartily, casually picked up a wooden stick from the ground beside him, and as if it was nothing, he flicked the stick with a light shake, as if thrusting two swords outwards.

Then, he threw the wooden stick to Yang Qing’er, “Give it a try.”

The young girl was naturally shy but gathered her courage to take the wooden stick and imitate Lu Qingshan’s recent movements.

Whoosh whoosh.

The sound of the wind breaking through, although weak, was impressively accurate for someone like Yang Qing’er who had only seen Lu Qingshan demonstrate once; it surprised even him.

A moment later, Yang Qing’er was panting heavily, putting down the wooden stick in her hands.

Her claim of frailty was indeed true.

“Tired?” Lu Qingshan smiled.

Yang Qing’er nodded but was extremely excited.

“If you’re tired, go back and rest.”

“Mhm,” Yang Qing’er nodded vigorously and then cautioned, “You should also rest early, sir. Your wounds haven’t healed yet, you need ample rest.”

“Okay,” Lu Qingshan replied.

Yang Qing’er, holding the wooden stick as if it were a treasure, walked to her tent with short, quick steps.

As if she remembered something, Yang Qing’er looked up in the direction of the Duke of Thunder’s pool. “The Duke of Thunder’s pool hasn’t erupted with thunder for many days now, could it be that the Duke of Thunder has fallen asleep again?”

She remembered that from the first time she met Lu Qingshan, in the following seven or eight days, the thunder that used to erupt two or three times a day had suddenly ceased.

After pondering for a while and unable to understand, the young girl didn’t dwell on it any longer.

The matters of the Duke of Thunder weren’t for her to worry about.

On the other hand.

Lu Qingshan was also looking in the direction of the Duke of Thunder’s pool, contemplating something.

“Young Master, it seems like the thunder is about to vanish completely,” Qin Yitian, who was sitting beside Lu Qingshan, said with a grave voice.

“Indeed,” Lu Qingshan nodded. “The Duke of Thunder’s pool arose because of the Thunder Bearing Tree.

Once the Thunder Bearing Tree disappears, the thunder won’t be able to persist for long. I estimate that by tomorrow, this ten-thousand-year-old Duke of Thunder’s pool will have completely vanished.”

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Lu Qingshan stayed in the ‘Sheep’ tribe for another three days.

With the strong physique of a Cultivator, aided by pills, all his external injuries had healed within a brief ten days,

the scabs fell off to reveal new skin, clear and lustrous as jade.

“It’s about time to leave,” Lu Qingshan murmured to himself.

Suddenly, Lu Qingshan felt a slight tremor under his feet, and this trembling sensation was continuously expanding.

It felt like a massive army was charging.

Boom boom boom!

The Heaven and Earth resounded like thunder exploding.

However, the thunder-bearing Duke of Thunder’s pool had completely disappeared two days prior.

Lu Qingshan’s heart stirred, and he quickly used the remaining traces of Sea Power within him to rise into the air and look towards the direction of the thunderous sounds.

The canyon he was in was shaped like a gourd.

The ‘Sheep’ tribe was situated at the neck of the gourd canyon.

Though called a canyon, the area was actually vast, comparable to a series of mountains in size.

And now, outside that canyon, in the desert, thousands of Sand Wolves were rushing towards the neck of the gourd, whipping up dust and sand as if a sandstorm was approaching.

Wherever lambs went, there were vicious wolves accompanying them.

These were hordes of Sand Wolf Demons lying in wait near the Sheep Clan’s territory.

After the Thunder Bearing Tree turned to dust and the thunder of the Duke of Thunder’s pool gradually dispersed, the deterrent that once kept the Sand Wolf Demons at bay and afraid to enter the canyon had finally vanished.

The desire for the canyon’s ‘Sheep’ tribe, combined with the inexplicable instinct that there was treasure in the canyon, finally caused these greedy Sand Wolf Demons to succumb, bursting from their lairs and surging toward the valley.

Lu Qingshan turned his head, looking back at the canyon.

The ‘Sheep’ clanspeople, who were now gradually sensing the cause of the quake, had faces ashen as death, utterly despairing.

This was a terrifying mid-sized demon horde.

In the Mo Gao region, aside from the formidable Nine Clans, there was no tribe that could withstand such a horde.

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A hundred households, barely a thousand people, yet the longstanding ‘Sheep’ tribe, unless by some mishap, was expected to be eradicated today, forever lost to the jaws of the Sand Wolf Demon tide.

“When Earth sends forth its killing intent, the Dragon Snake rises from the land!” The Clan Leader of the Sheep wept bitterly, feeling a deep sorrow.

The earth’s killing intent had erupted, and monsters had appeared.

The land wanted to annihilate their tribe–how were they to survive?

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