Endless illusions began emerging from Mo Tushanâs divine soul.
At the same time, Lu Qingâs voice rang out again.
"Thatâs naturally because youâve yet to receive your true punishment, demon child. Enjoy how those living creatures you slaughtered are exacting their revenge upon you."
Boundless fear spread from the depths of Mo Tushanâs heart, and he cried out in terror.
"No! Please! Spare me..."
The voice was cut off, but everyone could hear the horror in Mo Tushanâs last words.
Looking at the lifeless mass of flesh on the ground, and the space of illusions in Lu Qingâs hand.
In which Mo Tushanâs primordial spirit was drowning, his twisted visage occasionally letting out anguished screams, clearly undergoing boundless torment.
Everyone felt a chill emerge from their hearts, crawling up their spines.
The mighty Eight Tribulations Perfection Primordial Spirit Realm warrior, a direct lineage true disciple of the Black and White Temple, was thus destroyed by someone, his physical body annihilated, his primordial spirit extracted for torture.
At this moment, Lu Qing in everyoneâs eyes had become an utterly terrifying existence.
Especially Hei Ming and Peach Fairy, whose gazes were filled with fright when looking at Lu Qing.
Judging by his previous performance, he seemed to belong to the Righteous camp.
If he were to cause trouble for them, they had no confidence at all in being able to resist.
There was no way around it, Lu Qingâs colossal body like a deity and demon, and the boundless might in his casual gestures, were simply too fearsome.
Hei Ming and Peach Fairy even felt that even if a true Nine Tribulations Primordial Spirit appeared, it might not necessarily be Lu Qingâs match.
Fortunately, Lu Qing did not pay any attention to Hei Ming and Peach Fairy, instead tucking the illusions space into the Leaving Fire Tripod.
Then he put away Mo Tushanâs storage magical treasure, incinerated the physical body, and picked up the black Demon Tower.
Although the Artifact Spirit of the black Demon Tower was still present, Lu Qingâs earlier displayed prowess had completely frightened it.
From beginning to end, it dared not resist at all, obediently being tucked into the storage magical treasure by Lu Qing.
After finishing all this, he finally approached the transmission arrays.
It must be said, this trial channel was indeed created by a Transformation Immortal.
Even after such intense battle just now, there was still not the slightest damage.
Even the seven transmission arrays on the ground remained unscathed.
Lu Qing nodded in acknowledgment to Yu Jian and the others, then stepped into the transmission array leading to the Sword Dao Channel.
With a flash of light, Lu Qingâs silhouette disappeared into the transmission array.
"Huff!"
Seeing Lu Qing leave, the four still at the seventh stage of the physical body channel breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Then they were stunned, glanced at each other, and revealed a bitter smile.
"Brother Yu Jian, who exactly is this person, to have caused Mo Tushan to fall so effortlessly into his hands? Could he be a peerless prodigy secretly nurtured by your Sky-breaking Sword Sect?"
Hei Ming couldnât help but ask.
Peach Fairy and Qing Xii also looked to Yu Jian.
They hadnât forgotten that the sword qi Lu Qing had unleashed earlier was extremely reminiscent of Sky-breaking Sword Sectâs secret sword intent.
If Lu Qing had no relation to Sky-breaking Sword Sect, they wouldnât believe it even if they were beaten to death.
However, faced with their inquiries, Yu Jianâs expression remained unchanged as he said, "Thatâs not something you need to worry about, Qing Xii Junior Sister, letâs go."
With that, he too headed towards the transmission array leading to the Sword Dao Channel.
Seeing this, Qing Xii hurriedly followed.
Originally, she even had thoughts of settling scores with Peach Fairy.
But for some reason, after witnessing Lu Qing and Mo Tushanâs battle, she suddenly felt disinterested and lost the desire to fight.
With another flash of light, Yu Jian and Qing Xiiâs figures also vanished into the transmission array.
"Brother Hei Ming, what do we do now?" Peach Fairy asked.
"What can we do, return to our respective channels, and continue breaking through, can we even follow them?" Hei Ming said with a bitter smile.
Peach Fairy immediately shook her head.
Having witnessed Lu Qingâs terrifying power, she dared not get close to such a fearsome person.
Just the thought of Lu Qing transforming into a hundred-zhang giant and crushing Mo Tushan with a palm caused her heart to tremble uncontrollably.
Though the Pavilion of the Enchanting Immortalâs cultivation technique was profound, capable of silently enchanting all beings to submit at her feet.
Faced with someone like Lu Qing, she dared not exude the slightest enchanting aura.
Afraid the other might rage and turn her to pulp as well.
This wasnât speculation, but instinctive intuition.
As a genius born with a divine soul stronger than most, Peach Fairy deeply trusted her intuition.
And it was by relying on this innate, divine intuition that she climbed step by step from a mere outer disciple of the Pavilion of the Enchanting Immortal.
To become the current true disciple master sister.
Thus, she absolutely did not wish to approach that terrifying man again.
"Who wouldâve thought Mo Tushan would die just like that, now the Black and White Temple is bound to erupt in chaos."
After calming down a bit, Hei Ming seemed somewhat smug.
Though Netherworld Palace and the Black and White Temple both belonged to the Evil Path, they didnât get along.
Since Hei Ming had no friendship with Mo Tushan.
Mo Tushanâs physical body was already turned to ash, and his primordial spirit captured, given Lu Qingâs displayed ruthlessness, he surely wouldnât survive.
The most outstanding disciple of the younger generation suddenly dead, his form and spirit completely destroyed.
Hei Ming didnât even need to think to know the Black and White Temple would certainly rage.
Even if Mo Tushan had a contingency plan that allowed revival.
It would only mean starting from scratch, the peerless cultivation painstakingly achieved over years, consuming untold resources, will vanish into nothing.
Along with the lost various magical treasures, this would be a great loss for the Black and White Temple.
Given the nature of those maniacs in the Black and White Temple, who knows what they might do.
But Hei Ming knows one thing, there will surely be a spectacle to watch this time.
"Brother Hei Ming, Iâm still somewhat uneasy, why not let me accompany you to the Law Channel side to wait for a while?"
At this moment, Peach Fairy suddenly said coquettishly.
"No need." Unexpectedly, Hei Ming refused, "I happened to have some insight into the seventh stage trial of the Law Channel earlier, now Iâll try to break through in one go, I might not be able to look after you."
Previously, Hei Ming wouldnât have rejected the embrace of this breathtaking beauty.
But having witnessed Lu Qingâs might, he had no such thoughts for the time being.
He never once imagined there existed such a powerful Primordial Spirit Realm among the world.
Lu Qingâs existence caused him to feel intense insecurity.
Even the nine tribulations primordial spirits hidden within the sect, focused on cultivation, had never made him feel such a threatening dread.
Currently, he only wanted to break through quickly and enter the Immortal Palace.
If he gains the opportunities within the Immortal Palace, perhaps heâll gain the means to contend with Lu Qing.
Ignoring Peach Fairyâs resentful gaze, Hei Ming stepped onto the transmission array to the Law Channel, swiftly departing.
"Men indeed arenât to be trusted."
Seeing Hei Ming truly leave, Peach Fairyâs resentful gaze turned cold.
She mulled it over, her expression changing for a while, then ultimately stepped onto another transmission array.
With a flash of light, Peach Fairyâs silhouette also disappeared.
The seventh stage of the physical body channel returned to its usual tranquility.
But within the Immortal Palace, Old Cyan Dragon and the others who had been watching all along couldnât calm their emotions.
"He really won, an Eight Tribulations Perfection cultivator wielding a top-grade Demon Artifact was slain so effortlessly by Ah Qing?" Old Cyan Dragon muttered.
The eyes of Black Bull and Ming Feng also revealed shock.
At this moment, even with their Unity Realm cultivation, these three mutant beasts were deeply astonished by the strength Lu Qing displayed.
Unlike Yu Jian and those Primordial Spirit Realm individuals, they knew that Lu Qingâs cultivation was indeed only Primordial Spirit Five Tribulations.
With a body of Primordial Spirit Five Tribulations, he slew an Eight Tribulations Primordial Spirit.
Moreover, he struck down a primordial spirit from a major faction.
Even in ancient times, they had never witnessed such a feat.