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Chapter 434: Severing the Roots, Annihilated in One Move
Chapter 434: Severing the Roots, Annihilated in One Move
Bang!
With a slight exertion of force, Lu Qing crushed Elder Golden Bell's head.
A dignified Golden Core cultivator, standing at the pinnacle of power in the present world, was effortlessly crushed to death by Lu Qing.
Without even a struggle, his physical body and soul were destroyed, and his life essence dissipated.
This scene shocked all the Hanging Mountain monks.
They never expected that, surrounded by so many experts and trapped in an array, this demon would still be so audacious.
Daring to crush Elder Golden Bell's head right before their eyes!
"Supreme Elder!"
Many monks cried out in sorrow.
Even the aura on the mountaintop, which Lu Qing had been paying close attention to, fluctuated slightly.
Apparently, they hadn't anticipated Lu Qing's decisiveness, as he mercilessly crushed a Golden Core cultivator to death.
"Demon, Hanging Mountain stands against you! Activate the array, follow me and slay this demon!"
A Foundation Establishment monk, his eyes reddened with grief and anger, roared and summoned a yellow bead-like magical treasure.
As he roared, the surrounding Hanging Mountain monks, their faces filled with sorrow and anger, immediately channeled their blood and spiritual power. Through the array, they interconnected and concentrated their power onto the Foundation Establishment monk.
The combined might of over a hundred Primordial and Foundation Establishment cultivators was terrifying.
Its power was so immense that even the space within the mystic realm trembled slightly.
The Foundation Establishment monk at the center of the array, aided by this enormous power, instantly turned red, and the yellow bead treasure in front of him emitted a brilliant light, its power surging.
It transformed into a massive sphere and rolled towards Lu Qing.
Before the treasure could even reach him, Lu Qing felt his body sink, burdened by an incredibly heavy force.
"Earth Elemental Treasure, Earth Pulse Magnetic Power?"
Lu Qing's gaze intensified. The combined array power of so many Hanging Mountain monks was no weaker than that of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator in the Second or Third Transformation.
If a Golden Core cultivator were to replace them, even a powerhouse like the white-robed youth from that day would likely struggle to fare well.
Indeed, it was a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years.
Lu Qing once again marveled at this thought.
However, to think they could defeat him with Earth Pulse Magnetic Power? With a slight movement of his heart, the Earth Spirit Pearl in his brow trembled, and a flash of yellow light dispelled the gravity from his body.
Then, before the Hanging Mountain monks could react, Lu Qing's hand seized the surging Earth Pulse Magnetic Power, which instantly enveloped the entire jade platform.
Lu Qing raised his hand, and all the Hanging Mountain monks were horrified to find themselves bound by an incredibly powerful force.
Their bodies rose involuntarily into the air, floating in mid-air.
"Old Monk, since you won't show yourself, watch as your disciples and grandchildren are crushed to pieces."
Lu Qing lifted all the Hanging Mountain monks with the Earth Pulse Magnetic Power.
He gazed at the mountaintop and spoke calmly.
The next moment, he was about to push downward.
"Show mercy!"
The presence on the mountaintop could no longer stand by and watch, its aura surged, and a powerful force rose.
A figure swiftly descended.
"Abbot!!"
The Hanging Mountain monks in mid-air felt this aura and rejoiced.
Some shouted loudly, "Abbot, quickly slay this demon! The Supreme Elder has been killed by him!"
However, Lu Qing smirked, "Too late to show yourself now!"
As his words fell, he pushed downward.
With this action, the Hanging Mountain monks in mid-air suddenly felt their bodies weighed down countless times.
As they were crushed by the powerful Earth Pulse Magnetic Power, they spat out blood, and their bodies plummeted at an incredible speed!
Boom!
The entire jade platform warped and deformed under the Earth Pulse Magnetic Power controlled by Lu Qing.
The bodies of over a hundred Hanging Mountain monks contorted and deformed under the terrifying force.
In an instant, blood flowed freely on the massive platform, filling the air with a thick, nauseating stench, like a scene from hell.
All the Hanging Mountain monks, regardless of their cultivation level, from Primordial Realm to Foundation Establishment Realm, perished under Lu Qing's overwhelming power, with none spared.
Boom!
A figure suddenly halted in mid-air, stirring up currents of air, gazing down at the hellish scene below in disbelief.
And at the center of this hell stood Lu Qing.
"Old Monk, you've finally shown yourself?" Lu Qing looked up at the figure in the sky, a bald monk with a slightly plump build and a face as smooth and red as an infant's, clad in a Buddhist robe.
But at this moment, the Hanging Mountain Abbot's gaze remained fixed on the fallen monks.
His eyes filled with sorrow, knowing that Hanging Mountain was finished.
Almost all the elite monks of the temple were gathered on this platform, yet Lu Qing had annihilated them with a single move.
Even if he could slay Lu Qing, the loss of so many disciples would undoubtedly lead to the decline of Hanging Mountain.
Thinking of the legacy that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, now destroyed by his own hands, a surge of violent rage rose within the Hanging Mountain Abbot. His eyes turned red as he glared at Lu Qing.
"Demon, what grudge does Hanging Mountain have with you that you must exterminate us so thoroughly?"
"What grudge?" Lu Qing replied indifferently, "You're right, Hanging Mountain has committed too many evils.
If I were to list them all, even the true demons might pale in comparison.
It's understandable that you've forgotten your enemies."
"But it doesn't matter. Consider me as Heaven's envoy today."
"Well said, Heaven's envoy!"
The Hanging Mountain Abbot, in his anger, laughed and shouted, "Then I'll eliminate you, demon!"
As he spoke, a powerful aura emerged from his body.
At the same time, the mountain where Lu Qing stood also emanated a surge of energy, connecting to his body.
Instantly, the Hanging Mountain Abbot's aura soared, quickly multiplying several times over.
"Hmm?"
Lu Qing felt something amiss and slightly levitated from the ground.
Then, he focused his gaze and saw the jade platform beneath his feet writhing.
Not only did it absorb the blood flowing everywhere, but it also swallowed the corpses of the Hanging Mountain disciples.
Immediately after, the Hanging Mountain Abbot's aura intensified even faster, and strands of black energy appeared on his body.
"Spirit Artifact?"
Lu Qing sensed the energy rising from the ground and instantly understood.
"So, the Spirit Artifact that maintains this Mystic Realm is embedded in the Hanging Mountain beneath your feet.
You've been hiding, using the Spirit Artifact's power to stabilize your realm."
Lu Qing casually waved his hand, sending a strand of sword qi towards the Hanging Mountain Abbot in mid-air.
But just as the sword qi was about to strike, a radiant light appeared on the abbot's body, blocking the attack.
"Spirit Artifact protection."
Feeling the defensive power of the radiant light, Lu Qing realized this wasn't something that could be easily broken.
Hanging Mountain's Spirit Artifact, though merged with the mountain, was used to stabilize the Mystic Realm.
However, the Hanging Mountain Abbot, through countless years of refining and communication, could clearly manipulate the power of the Spirit Artifact.
Unless Lu Qing could shake the foundation of the Hanging Mountain beneath his feet, it would be difficult to break through the Spirit Artifact's defensive power.
Watching the Hanging Mountain Abbot's aura continue to rise, his body enveloped in black energy, and the occasional flashes of pain on his face, it was evident that he was performing some secret technique, and it didn't seem very righteous.
Lu Qing's body transformed into a stream of light and flew away from the platform, reaching a higher altitude.
With a wave of his hand, an ancient small cauldron appeared before him, growing larger as it was exposed to the wind.
(End of Chapter)
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