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Chapter 366: One Blade, Three Buddhas, Foundation Establishment Realm! (Wishing Everyone a Happy Nat
Chapter 366: One Blade, Three Buddhas, Foundation Establishment Realm! (Wishing Everyone a Happy National Day)
October 8th, 2024
Just as Xuan Yi felt an extremely dangerous sensation in his heart, Lu Qing's figure reappeared before him.
Xuan Yi's pupils constricted in an instant.
This time, Lu Qing's aura had increased severalfold, and his speed had skyrocketed as well.
With his Complete Primordial Realm cultivation, he couldn't even capture Lu Qing's body techniques.
"Old Baldy, die!"
Lu Qing's gaze turned icy.
The battle sword in his hand vanished in the blink of an eye.
This was the visual illusion caused by the extreme speed of his blade swing.
"No..."
The extreme speed naturally brought about ultimate power.
When Lu Qing's sword reappeared in his hand, visible to everyone,
Xuan Yi's eyes suddenly widened, filled with terror.
The next moment, his golden-hued body, along with the massive golden Buddha aura behind him, began to crack from his brow center, spreading across his entire body.
His body split in two, slowly separating to each side.
His soul consciousness also gradually sank into darkness.
At the same time, a booming sound echoed from behind him.
On the cliff, the giant stone Buddha that had been carved halfway through also split in two.
A massive blade scar, over a hundred meters long, appeared on it.
Lu Qing's blade aura from this swing had spread to the cliff behind, slicing the stone Buddha in two as well.
One blade, three Buddhas!
Xuan Yi, the golden Buddha aura, and the cliffside stone Buddha.
Lu Qing's swing had infinite power, severing three Buddhas,
The sheer terror of its aura left everyone stunned, their minds shaken, unable to believe what they had witnessed.
Even the red-robed monks who had been waist-severed, upon seeing such a terrifying scene, momentarily forgot the severe pain in their bodies.
They just stared at the over-a-hundred-meter-long blade scar on the cliff, dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing was real.
It wasn't until a golden light orb slowly appeared on Xuan Yi's corpse that the red-robed monks snapped out of their shock.
They cried out in grief and anger.
"Senior Brother Xuan Yi!"
"Great Elder!"
One monk shouted, "Quick, we can't let him take the Vajra Robe!"
But it was too late. In the instant the golden light appeared, Lu Qing had already sensed the aura emanating from it and knew it was the magical treasure within Xuan Yi's body.
Without using his extraordinary ability to investigate its information, he immediately reached out and took it into his hand.
Just as Lu Qing's hand touched the golden light orb, a majestic voice resounded from within.
"How dare a petty thief covet the treasure of Hanging Mountain!"
Inside, there was also a powerful soul spirit force.
Not only that, this soul spirit force transformed into a soul assault, rushing towards Lu Qing's brow center acupoint, attempting to obliterate his mind and will.
"Hmph!"
The sudden soul attack didn't startle Lu Qing.
Just as the soul assault was about to invade his brow center acupoint, a flash of light emanated from his body.
A virtual image of a virtue robe emerged from within him, instantly blocking the soul spirit force.
Although the soul spirit force hidden within the golden light orb was not weak, it couldn't cause Lu Qing any trouble and was completely obliterated.
But at the same moment the Heaven Virtue Robe obliterated the soul spirit force, a premonition arose in Lu Qing's heart.
He abruptly lifted his head, gazing towards the depths of the Spirit Mountain Range.
He sensed an aura so terrifying it could be called fearsome, emerging from the mountain's depths and rapidly flying towards him.
"Foundation Establishment Realm! And not an ordinary one at that!"
In an instant, Lu Qing understood that the newcomer wasn't an ordinary cultivator but a Foundation Establishment powerhouse!
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly tossed the golden light orb into the Heaven and Earth Qi Bag.
Xuan Yi's Soul Spirit suddenly transmitted, "Xiao Li, let's go!"
With that, his figure had already flown away.
However, before leaving, Lu Qing slashed out several blade auras, beheading the red-robed monks on the ground who were still alive despite being waist-severed.
"Ah!"
"No!"
Lu Qing's blade technique was incredibly exquisite, and those red-robed monks, already heavily injured, had no chance of dodging.
Instantly, they were beheaded by Lu Qing's blade auras, perishing in the blink of an eye.
After dealing with the red-robed monks, Lu Qing's figure disappeared into the forest, vanishing within the dense foliage.
The terrifying aura from the depths of the mountain range seemed to have sensed something as well, and its speed immediately increased again, rapidly flying towards them.
The craftsmen on the cliffs, seeing Lu Qing's departure, were about to breathe a sigh of relief.
But in the next instant, they froze, their bodies stiffening.
A terrifying aura suddenly descended from the sky, landing at the base of the cliffs. It was an old monk wearing a simple gray monk robe, his face full of wrinkles like dried wood, and his eyebrows exceptionally long, resembling braids hanging over his shoulders.
The Gray Cannon Elder arrived at the base of the cliffs and saw the corpses of Xuan Yi and the others, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes.
But soon, the sorrow turned into coldness.
He looked up at the craftsmen on the cliffs, a grim aura emanating from him.
"Where did the demon who killed Xuan Yi and the others flee to?"
The craftsman, under the Gray Cannon Elder's gaze, felt his hands and feet turn cold and stiff, and his mind couldn't help but tremble.
However, he dared not remain silent, and with trembling limbs, he pointed towards the forest with his shaking arm.
"Re...reporting to Master, that...that person fled in that direction..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Gray Cannon Elder's figure had already vanished from its original spot, chasing after the forest.
"A Qing, why are we running? Xiao Li can defeat that person!"
On the other side of the forest, Lu Qing was using his body technique, swiftly retreating with the aid of the spirit talisman.
Xiao Li, nestled in Lu Qing's embrace, felt puzzled.
The aura that burst out from the depths of the mountain range was indeed powerful, but he felt that he and A Qing might not necessarily be unable to defeat it.
"We're not running away, but rather making a strategic withdrawal."
Lu Qing smiled and explained to Xiao Li, "From that position, we were still too close to the entrance of the Hanging Mountain Mystical Realm.
It's hard to guarantee that we won't encounter more people coming to support him during our fight."
Additionally, as a Primordial Realm cultivator, Xuan Yi had a Treasure-grade artifact protecting his body.
The aura that emerged from the secret realm earlier must also possess a powerful treasure.
When it comes to magical treasures, the power that Qi Condensation Realm and Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators can unleash is incomparable.
Although Lu Qing carried a spirit tool, he didn't want to fight a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator too close to the Hanging Mountain Mystical Realm.
If he couldn't defeat him quickly and became entangled, and if more Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators appeared, even with his spirit tool, he might not be able to handle them.
So, for safety's sake, it was better to temporarily retreat.
At the very least, they needed to withdraw to a safe distance.
Only then could he seriously deal with a Foundation Establishment Stage powerhouse.
Sensing the rapidly approaching aura from behind, Lu Qing's face revealed a hint of a smile.
(End of Chapter)
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