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Chapter 436: Killing Intent, the Demise of Xuan Kong Shan
Chapter 436: Killing Intent, the Demise of Xuan Kong Shan
December 24, 2024
"Ah, it's been a long time since I've felt this good!"
High in the sky, the Flame Cauldron had transformed into the size of a person and flew back to Lu Qing's side.
The Chi Dragon, formed from the flames, still coiled around the cauldron.
Its eyes were filled with excitement.
Ever since it was damaged tens of thousands of years ago, it hadn't experienced such a thrilling release of power in a long time.
However...
"This old guy actually survived that?"
'Flame' looked down below, a bit surprised.
The previous attack had unleashed nearly a tenth of its power during its peak.
It was once held by a Primordial Spirit powerhouse during its prime.
This old monk had just entered the Core Formation Realm, yet he managed to withstand the attack and survive, which was truly remarkable.
Lu Qing was also looking down below.
At this moment, the massive jade platform had long disappeared, leaving behind only a huge pit at the original site.
Inside the pit, the Xuan Kong Shan abbot was in a pitiful state.
Half of his body had vanished, and the remaining half was almost completely melted.
Only his head remained intact.
If not for the immense vitality of the Core Formation Realm, he would have been completely annihilated, both body and soul.
Even though the Xuan Kong Shan abbot didn't die, he was now severely injured.
His Mystic Core was almost shattered, and his third eye acupoint was on the verge of collapsing.
With such injuries, even if he could recover, he would undoubtedly regress in cultivation, making future progress nearly impossible.
Lying in the deep pit, looking at the unscathed Lu Qing, the Xuan Kong Shan abbot's heart was filled with despair.
He never expected this demon to be so powerful.
Even with the forbidden technique of the temple and the assistance of the Spirit Artifact, he couldn't inflict any damage on his opponent.
Seeing Lu Qing, whose breath hadn't weakened at all, the Xuan Kong Shan abbot realized that it was impossible to take revenge for the temple's disciples with his own strength.
Moreover, during the previous shocking impact, the remaining disciples on the mountain couldn't withstand it and were likely already dead.
In other words, Xuan Kong Shan, which had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, now had only one survivor—himself.
At this thought, a burst of intense hatred flashed in the Xuan Kong Shan abbot's eyes.
"Demon, don't be too happy. Although Xuan Kong Shan is gone, you won't have it easy either!
I will take you down with me!"
As he spoke, he spat out a golden pearl and crushed it in his hand.
As he crushed the pearl, the entire mystic realm suddenly trembled.
Immediately, the giant mountain that had been floating in the air began to shake and slowly descended.
The space within the mystic realm started to shake as well.
At the same time, Lu Qing sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from the mountain.
"Not good! This old monk is going to self-destruct the Spirit Artifact and completely destroy this mystic realm's space!"
"Flame" suddenly exclaimed, "This mystic realm has existed for tens of thousands of years, relying solely on the Spirit Artifact to maintain the stability of its space.
Once the Spirit Artifact self-destructs, the stability of the space will be disrupted, and this mystic realm will be obliterated!"
"Hahaha, I didn't expect a worm like you to have some insight."
Upon hearing Flame's words, the Xuan Kong Shan abbot laughed maniacally.
"But even if you've figured it out, what can you do? The formation maintaining the exit of the mystic realm was destroyed during the previous impact.
You have nowhere to escape. Stay here and be buried with Xuan Kong Shan!"
The Xuan Kong Shan abbot glared at Lu Qing with determination.
With a death wish and the resolve to take his enemy down with him, what he wanted to see the most was the enemy's struggle and despair before death.
If he could witness the demon's despair before his own demise...
For him, this would be the best funeral song.
However, to the Hanging Mountain Abbot's disappointment, even after hearing that he was to stay here as a companion to the burial, he still couldn't see a trace of panic in the demon's eyes.
From beginning to end, the demon's expression remained calm, without a hint of disturbance.
On the contrary, Yan seemed anxious upon hearing these words.
"Young Master, what should we do? The destruction of this mystic realm is no small matter.
When that rampant spatial power erupts, even Primordial Spirit Powerhouses might not be able to withstand it.
Why don't you hide in the Flame Cauldron, and while the mystic realm is collapsing, we'll forcefully break out of here?"
Yan anxiously transmitted his thoughts to Lu Qing's divine soul.
He hadn't expected the Hanging Mountain's old monk to be so crazy as to directly trigger the self-destruction of the entire mystic realm.
"No need."
Lu Qing calmly rejected Yan's suggestion.
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Although the Flame Cauldron was a mediocre spirit artifact, after the spiritual energy revival, Lu Qing had nurtured it for so long and had also infused it with quite a bit of heavenly meteorite.
However, it was still somewhat inferior to its former peak state.
If they were to forcefully break out, not to mention whether they could successfully escape.
Even if they did manage to escape, under the crushing pressure of the rampant spatial power, its might would likely be greatly reduced, and it would suffer another severe blow.
Lu Qing had worked so hard to restore the Flame Cauldron's power to a large extent, so how could he let it be damaged again?
Looking at the Hanging Mountain Abbot lying in the deep pit, slowly descending with the giant mountain, Lu Qing's eyes flashed with ridicule.
"Old monk, do you really think this tiny mystic realm space can trap me?"
"What did you say?"
The Hanging Mountain Abbot's eyes widened.
Then, in the next moment, he saw a small silver boat appear in Lu Qing's hand.
"Want to know what this is?"
As if sensing the Hanging Mountain Abbot's thoughts, Lu Qing weighed the small boat in his hand.
He explained leisurely, "This boat is called the Ethereal Flying Vessel, and as its name suggests, its ability is to pierce through space and travel through the void.
Naturally, even a small mystic realm space would find it difficult to block its path."
"Ethereal Flying Vessel? Impossible! How could such a wondrous treasure exist in this world!"
The Hanging Mountain Abbot stared at the small boat in Lu Qing's hand, shouting in disbelief.
"Whether it's possible or not, you'll see soon enough, old monk. Since you want to destroy this mystic realm, I won't accompany you.
It's perfect; you can perish together with this filthy space."
Lu Qing slashed out a blade of qi, striking the Hanging Mountain Abbot and directly severing his dantian and qihai. This caused the already fragile mystic core to completely collapse.
The Hanging Mountain Abbot, who was already severely injured, suffered another critical blow and immediately entered a near-death state.
If not for that last trace of unwillingness, supporting his consciousness, he might have already lost his divine soul.
He glared at Lu Qing, refusing to believe that the broken silver boat in Lu Qing's hand could have such a miraculous function.
But in the next moment, the Hanging Mountain Abbot saw it.
The silver boat in Lu Qing's hand suddenly grew larger, and then Lu Qing put away the Flame Cauldron and entered the flying vessel.
Immediately afterward, intense spatial ripples appeared.
A wave-like spatial vortex formed, and the silver shuttle dove into it, completely disappearing within the mystic realm.
Seeing this, the Hanging Mountain Abbot finally understood that what the demon had said was true.
His face suddenly turned into an expression of utter despair.
"No!!!
(End of Chapter)
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