The Leaving Fire Tripod carried boundless might, rushing upstream, shattering the sword energy dragon into pieces.
Immediately after, its speed didnāt decrease as it rushed towards the position where Mystic Sword Elder stood.
Unfortunately, Mystic Sword Elder had previously set up a Defensive Sword Formation using himself as the Array Eye to guard against Lu Qingās sudden attack, which restricted his movements.
Moreover, the Leaving Fire Tripod inherently possesses a powerful ability to suppress space.
Although, with Lu Qingās current realm, he couldnāt fully suppress a Primordial Spirit Great Power, he could delay Mystic Sword Elderās movements for an instant.
And it was that instant which rendered Mystic Sword Elder unable to dodge in time, forcing him to watch helplessly as the Leaving Fire Tripod, like a meteor from the heavens, crashed into his Sword Light Formation.
Instantly, sword light scattered everywhere.
No matter how hard Mystic Sword Elder tried to maintain it, the Sword Light Formation he had laid down was instantly smashed apart by the mountain-sized Leaving Fire Tripod, crumbled and collapsed.
The recoil force from his shattered sword formation extended to him, immediately causing his Primordial Spirit to tremble and forcing him to spit a mouthful of blood, indicating he was severely injured.
But fortunately, after the Sword Light Formation was shattered, he broke free from the bondage, and in the moment before the Leaving Fire Tripod was about to crush him to pieces, he transformed into sword light, narrowly escaping.
Yet before Mystic Sword Elder had a chance to catch his breath, suddenly he felt his Primordial Spirit stagnate, and illusions filled his sight.
"Itās an Illusion Technique, how could it be?!"
Mystic Sword Elder was both astonished and furious, astonished that an Illusion Technique could affect him in his Primordial Spirit realm.
Furious because, as a Primordial Spirit realm, he had suffered successive losses at the hands of a mere Golden Core realm juniorātruly a monstrous humiliation!
"Break for me!"
With a roar, Mystic Sword Elderās Primordial Spirit trembled, instantly shattering the illusions before his eyes.
Lu Qingās [Mistaken] Divine Skill trapped Mystic Sword Elder for one breathās time, then was shattered.
However, one breath was already enough.
Just as Mystic Sword Elder shattered the illusion, a shiver ran through his heart.
Immediately after, he felt an unimaginable Great Strength strike his body, directly knocking him out from the state of being one with the Sword Light.
The powerful force permeated his Primordial Spirit Body, worsening his injuries.
More importantly, after being knocked out from his Sword Light form, one of his hands was tightly seized.
He turned to look and saw Lu Qing gripping his arm, with a menacing smile: "Iāve caught you."
Seeing Lu Qingās somewhat ferocious smile, Mystic Sword Elder recalled the scene where the Supreme Elder of Lanhai Sect had his head blasted with a single punch, sending chills down his spine.
His entire Primordial Spirit Power struggled to shake free Lu Qing.
However, Lu Qingās arm was like a pillar holding up the sky; no matter how he struggled, he couldnāt move it even a hairās breadth, let alone break free.
"Old geezer, have you figured out how you want to die?"
Mortal words entered Mystic Sword Elderās ears.
Then he saw Lu Qing, holding his arm with one hand, while his other hand started clenching into a fist.
"No!"
Suddenly, a great terror surged in Mystic Sword Elderās heart, causing his internal Primordial Spirit Power to vibrate even more violently.
Sword Qi erupted from all his apertures, slashing at Lu Qing to force him to let go.
However, all of it was in vain; heavily injured as he was, his Sword Qi couldnāt threaten Lu Qing at all.
Lu Qingās body projected an Ancient Tripod phantom that deflected all Sword Qi.
Then, his blood-red flaming fist was already punching out.
The target was Mystic Sword Elderās head.
At such a short distance and in a restrained condition, Mystic Sword Elder couldnāt dodge at all.
He could only watch in terror as Lu Qingās fist grew closer to his head.
Darkness came before his eyes immediately.
Boom!
Yet this scene appeared differently in the eyes of others.
Lu Qing was engulfed in red flames, one hand gripping Mystic Sword Elder like a chick.
The other hand punched out, strong enough to shake the space, directly blasting Mystic Sword Elderās upper body to smithereens.
"Vile beast, Iāll fight you to the death!"
At that moment, a scream rang out, and a shadow suddenly flew out from Mystic Sword Elderās shattered physical body.
It was a small phantom figure resembling Mystic Sword Elder, riding a small white sword, darting towards Lu Qingās head at high speed.
Its speed was so fast, Lu Qing almost didnāt react in time, just managing to dodge his head sideways.
Even so, he was slightly grazed by the small sword, instantly shattering half his head.
After Mystic Sword Elder burned his Primordial Spirit for this final attack, he turned transparent, slowly fading into the air.
The unheld white small sword fell weakly after flying a distance, ultimately caught by Lu Qing, who put it away.
As Mystic Sword Elderās Primordial Spirit dissipated, the entire sky became deathly silent.
Everyone stared in disbelief, looking at the scene before them.
None expected the battle to be so brutal.
The fight between Golden Core and Primordial Spirit realms resulted in one death and one severe injury.
The crucial point was that the one who died was a Primordial Spirit Great Power!
"Mystic Sword is dead?"
"Even after using a technique that burned his Primordial Spirit, he still couldnāt kill this person?"
"What sort of monster is this?"
The crowd of Primordial Spirit Great Powers was utterly shocked, totally unprepared for such an outcome in this battle.
To think Mystic Sword, whose strength in the Primordial Spirit realm ranked at least in the top five among them, also fell at Lu Qingās hands.