Chapter 540: Overwhelming, Pulverizing, and Complete Annihilation!

Chapter 540: Overwhelming, Pulverizing, and Complete Annihilation!

"You actually shattered my Imperial Fist Seal with your bare hands?"

Seeing Lu Qing effortlessly catch and crush the fist seal he had unleashed with full force, Gongshu Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.

Before he could recover, Lu Qing's figure vanished from where it stood and reappeared less than three feet in front of him.

"Oh no!"

A chill ran down Gongshu Yu's spine, a primal instinct honed through countless battles warning him of imminent danger.

He tried to dodge, but it was already too late. A fierce punch struck his chest, sending him flying backward, crashing through numerous buildings.

The force of the punch reverberated through his limbs, leaving him paralyzed and unable to move, let alone channel his mana.

"Impossible! My armor is a spirit artifact! How could his punch penetrate it?"

Gongshu Yu screamed inwardly, unable to believe what he was experiencing.

But before he could voice his thoughts, Lu Qing appeared before him again, having swiftly caught up to his flying body.

"A spirit artifact-level armor?"

Lu Qing's voice was calm as he delivered a powerful kick, sending Gongshu Yu soaring into the sky.

With the power of his Perfect Golden Core, Lu Qing's strength was terrifying. The force of the kick was so great that it could shatter a mountain.

Gongshu Yu, struck by the kick, was launched upward uncontrollably. His body tore through the air, creating layers of white mist and thunderous booms.

The speed at which he was hurled was so fast that it caused a sonic boom. If not for the powerful defense of his spirit artifact armor, this single blow would have torn his body apart.

After kicking Gongshu Yu into the sky, Lu Qing's feet sank into the ground, causing the earth beneath him to collapse and the surrounding buildings to shatter instantly.

Fortunately, when Gongshu Yu had arrived, the cultivators within a few miles had already fled to avoid the collateral damage. Otherwise, many would have been caught in the blast and perished.

Propelled by an indescribably powerful force, Lu Qing's speed reached an incredible level. In an instant, he caught up to Gongshu Yu, who was breaking through layers of air.

Then, he delivered another punch to Gongshu Yu's chest, causing the protective light of his spirit artifact armor to flicker and nearly extinguish. Gongshu Yu's body flew out like a ragdoll.

But before he could travel far, Lu Qing appeared behind him again and delivered another punch, sending him flying back.

This pattern continued, with Lu Qing's figure flashing through the sky, trapping Gongshu Yu within a half-mile radius and relentlessly pummeling him.

The sight sent shockwaves through the city. Other cultivators watched in disbelief.

"Young Master Yu is being suppressed, completely unable to fight back?"

The Fatekeeper stared at the sky, unsure if he was seeing a hallucination. In his mind, Young Master Yu was an invincible powerhouse in the Core Formation Realm.

Now, however, he was being beaten relentlessly, unable to retaliate.

Other Core Formation Realm experts, like the Red-faced Elder from the Myriad Images Pavilion, were equally stunned.

They had personally witnessed Gongshu Yu's overwhelming power and knew that his strength was unfathomable. In the Core Formation Realm, he was virtually unbeatable.

Yet now, they saw the once-godlike Gongshu Yu being treated like a punching bag by Lu Qing.

Who was this young man? Wasn't he the talisman master hired by the Treasure Tower? How could he be so powerful?

Could he be a hidden powerhouse, a spirit master in disguise?

The people from the Fatekeeper's and Myriad Images Pavilion found it hard to believe.

At the Treasure Tower, the situation was no better.

The Tower Master and others watched in shock as Lu Qing's punches deformed Gongshu Yu's body.

"Master Lu's strength is truly terrifying?"

Master Wang muttered, looking skyward.

"It seems Chief Lu has been hiding his true strength all along. He can't just be a Third Stage Golden Core!"

One of the Deputy Heads exclaimed.

Master Qiu, who had been suppressed, was now pale and bloodless, his face drained of color.

He had actually planned to betray such a formidable opponent?

The Tower Master looked up, his eyes shining with an indescribable light.

Indeed, her predictions from back then were not wrong.

The opportunity to break free from the shackles of fate truly lay within Canglan City.

And it was with Daoist Friend Lu!

"Master, it looks like Young Master Yu is about to be defeated. What should we do?"

At this moment, someone behind the Fatekeeper whispered through divine soul transmission.

The Fatekeeper shuddered and snapped back to reality.

Indeed, Young Master Yu was clearly no match for the opponent. They needed to start considering their options.

Otherwise, once the battle above ended, they would not come out of it well.

With this thought, a determined glint flashed in the Fatekeeper's eyes.

He immediately issued an order: "This time, our Fatekeeper Workshop has seriously offended the City Lord. We have no way out!

We can only go all the way down this path!

That talisman master clearly values that wretch, Mo Hongyun.

We will immediately move to capture her and use her to threaten the person above to release Young Master!"

With that, he charged toward the Master of Treasure Tower.

"Yes!"

The few Core Formation Realm experts behind him also understood the urgency of the situation.

They immediately followed, aiming to capture the Master of Treasure Tower and his companions.

"Lord, be careful!"

As soon as the Fatekeeper and his group made their move, the two Deputy Heads immediately reacted.

They stepped in front of the Master of Treasure Tower and faced the Fatekeeper.

Although their cultivation levels were slightly inferior to the Fatekeeper, together they could barely hold their own.

The other members of Treasure Tower were also undaunted.

They all summoned their magical treasures, ready to fight to the death.

They could all see that the Fatekeeper Workshop was taking action because they sensed their backing was in trouble.

They wanted to capture them as hostages to threaten Chief Lu.

As long as they could hold out until the battle above ended, victory would be on their side.

Boom!

The battle erupted.

The Fatekeeper Workshop, wanting to quickly capture the Master of Treasure Tower as a hostage, launched a full-scale attack from the start.

But Treasure Tower was equally fearless, fighting to the death to resist.

Even the usually pampered Master of Treasure Tower summoned a spirit artifact hairpin and joined the battle, assisting the two Deputy Heads.

Despite the loss of Uncle Fu, a formidable combatant, Treasure Tower managed to hold its ground.

For a moment, the situation on both sides was at a stalemate.

"Deputy Head, should we help?"

Watching the battle, someone from the Myriad Images Pavilion asked softly.

However, the Red-faced Elder glared: "Help? We're just here to watch the spectacle. Who said we were going to get involved?"

Seeing his subordinates' fearful expressions, the Red-faced Elder snorted coldly.

He looked up at the sky, feeling the overwhelming aura that sent shivers down his spine.

Even the incredibly powerful Gongshu Yu was no match for that mysterious talisman master.

Why should they, the Myriad Images Pavilion, get involved and court death?

They had already taken one wrong step; they couldn't afford to make another mistake.

The Fatekeeper Workshop had no way out, but they, the Myriad Images Pavilion, still had room to maneuver.

They could always prepare some gifts and apologize later.

As the Red-faced Elder was thinking about what gifts to prepare, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

He saw a figure plummeting from the sky and crashing into the ground near the battlefield, causing nearby buildings to collapse and raising a cloud of dust.

Then, another figure descended from the sky and landed in the dust.

Such a commotion could not be missed by those in the battle.

The Fatekeeper looked up, and his heart turned to ice.

He saw that the sky was now empty.

His mind raced, and he bit his lip, his figure immediately shooting out as he tried to escape the city.

However, before he could escape ten paces, he felt an overwhelming pressure descend upon him.

Despite his late-stage Seventh Turn Golden Core strength, he could not resist it and was immediately pinned to the spot, unable to move an inch.

It wasn't just him; the other Core Formation Realm experts, including the Red-faced Elder and his group from the Myriad Images Pavilion, also felt the same powerful pressure.

They dared not make any move.

Thus, the battlefield, which had been filled with magical lights and chaos, suddenly fell silent.

Everyone knew that the man had returned from the sky.

All eyes were fixed on the cloud of dust.

Thud, thud...

In the dead silence, footsteps sounded from within the dust.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, a figure slowly emerged from the dust.

He seemed to be dragging something with him.

Who else could it be but Lu Qing?

At this moment, Lu Qing's expression was still calm.

Even his clothes were not the slightest bit disheveled.

Suddenly, he lightly flicked his wrist, throwing the object he was dragging to the ground.

A heavy metallic sound echoed, and a small crater formed in the ground.

"Young Master Yu!"

The Fatekeeper cried out in sorrow.

Only then did everyone realize that what Lu Qing had thrown was none other than Young Master Gongshu.

However, Gongshu Yu's appearance was now pitiful beyond words.

The spirit armor, now twisted and deformed, had lost its luster and clung to Gongshu Yu like a piece of scrap metal.

As for Gongshu Yu himself, he was barely recognizable, having been reduced to a mass of mashed flesh.

Only the faintest trace of life remained, indicating that he was still barely clinging to existence.

Seeing this, everyone present couldn't help but draw a sharp breath, their limbs turning cold and a chill spreading through their hearts.

They couldn't fathom what kind of torment Gongshu Yu must have endured to end up in such a pitiful state.

"Who... who are you?"

At this moment, a feeble spiritual fluctuation emerged from the mass of flesh and scrap metal.

It was the last vestige of Gongshu Yu, defiantly asking the question.

"Do you really think it matters, when you're about to die?" Lu Qing said coolly.

"At least let me know... who... who I'm dying at the hands of."

Gongshu Yu's soul fluctuation came in broken bursts.

"Just consider me a common traveler passing through the Lesser Cang World."

Hearing Lu Qing's dismissive response, the mass of flesh that was Gongshu Yu trembled, as if filled with intense anger.

But in the end, he calmed down.

"Can you spare me? I'll pay any price. Whatever treasure you want, I can give it to you.

I'm already ruined and no longer pose any threat to you.

Let me go, and I'll give you a vast amount of treasures and cultivation techniques."

Gongshu Yu pleaded for mercy.

"I never leave loose ends", Lu Qing shook his head. "I already gave you a chance to make peace, but you refused."

The mass of flesh trembled again. "I am a direct-line disciple of the Gongshu Clan. If you kill me, they will never forgive you!

No matter where you run, to the ends of the earth or the farthest reaches of the world, the Gongshu Clan will hunt you down!"

"If the Gongshu Clan were truly so powerful, they wouldn't just be one of the Thirty-six Supreme Clans of the Tianyuan Great World."

Lu Qing's expression remained calm, completely unaffected by Gongshu Yu's threats.

"I let you live a little longer only because you provided me with a good workout."

"You!"

Such insulting words enraged Gongshu Yu, causing the mass of flesh to wriggle again.

"Enough. Since you're already ruined, you might as well go peacefully. Maybe you can cultivate better in your next life."

With that, Lu Qing raised a finger, ready to end Gongshu Yu's life.

But just then, a weak voice interrupted, "Please, Fellow Daoist, hold on!"

Lu Qing paused.

Turning his head, he asked, "Oh? Is the City Lord going to plead for this person's life?"

The surrounding people, already on edge, were jolted and struggled to look over.

They saw that the originally unconscious City Lord of Canglan had awakened and was now leaning against a broken wall.

"Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand. I am not pleading for this person's life."

The City Lord's voice was weak. "But this person is a direct-line disciple of the Gongshu Clan. If you truly kill him, you will invite a tremendous trouble.

The Gongshu Clan will stop at nothing to avenge him.

No matter how powerful you are, it will be difficult to withstand the pursuit of one of the Thirty-six Supreme Clans of the Tianyuan Great World.

Why bring such a deadly curse upon yourself?"

These words caused everyone's faces to show disbelief.

No one had expected the City Lord to actually plead for Gongshu Yu's life.

After all, he had nearly died under the attack of three Primordial Soul Realm experts from the Gongshu Clan.

Later, Gongshu Yu had even tried to extract his soul to make a lamp, intending to torture him for a hundred years.

In such a situation, the City Lord was still pleading for his life?

Even Gongshu Yu, now reduced to a mass of flesh, was momentarily stunned.

Lu Qing looked at the City Lord with a puzzled expression. "City Lord, do you really think that, at this point, even if you spare him, the Gongshu Clan will let me off?"

"Of course not. The Gongshu Clan is petty and holds grudges. They won't easily make peace."

The City Lord's response surprised Lu Qing again. "Then why are you..."

"The karmic consequences of killing Gongshu Yu are too great. They shouldn't be borne by you. Let me take care of it."

Lu Qing was taken aback.

But before he could say more, the City Lord mustered a thread of his soul power and sent it toward Gongshu Yu.

"No!"

Gongshu Yu never expected the situation to turn so quickly.

Nangong Yuanwu's plea was to kill him personally.

Under the intense threat of death, he struggled to move and escape.

But with his body reduced to a mass of flesh and his Golden Core shattered, he had no strength left to move.

The City Lord's soul power struck him, and in an instant, his remaining soul consciousness was completely extinguished.

The mass of flesh that was Gongshu Yu trembled violently, and the last trace of life began to slowly fade away.

(End of Chapter)

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