CapĂtulo 1355: Chapter 822: Audacious Beyond Measure, Fiercely Battling the Three Unity Realm Stages
âSo Mo Tushan isnât dead, his Primordial Spirit has been imprisoned all along.â
Seeing Mo Tushanâs Primordial Spirit in Lu Qingâs palm, Qing Xii and Yu Jian suddenly understood.
That day in the Returning Ruins Secret Realm, they witnessed Lu Qing suppress Mo Tushan with a single palm and take away his Primordial Spirit.
Originally, they thought Lu Qing would quickly eliminate Mo Tushanâs Primordial Spirit, but unexpectedly, he only kept it imprisoned.
No wonder they hadnât heard any news about Mo Tushan all these years.
They assumed this Daoist of the Black and White Temple focused on cultivation after resurrection, no longer causing trouble.
Little did they realize he hadnât been resurrected at all.
âThatâs why Mo Cangtian is hell-bent on finding him; he dared to imprison and torture the Primordial Spirit of the Black and White Templeâs Daoist?!â
Outside the world membrane, Luo Yuantian and several others gasped at this scene.
Finally, they understood why Mo Cangtian would travel across the starry sky to seek trouble with Lu Qing.
It was because he had done something so audacious.
Daring to offend even the Black and White Temple, his actions in the Heavenly Origin Great World seemed insignificant in comparison.
âWere you deceived?â
Seeing that no matter how he transmitted his voice, Mo Tushanâs Primordial Spirit remained unresponsive, with a contorted expression as if in pain.
Mo Cangtian understood something and glanced at Lu Qing again.
âBoy, hand over Tushanâs Primordial Spirit and kneel to beg for mercy; perhaps weâll grant you a quick death. Otherwise, Iâll ensure you cannot live or die willingly!â
Mo Cangtianâs face darkened, his gaze icy, full of Evil Qi, and Demonic Qi swirled around him like flames.
It seemed Lu Qing would face lightning strikes if he said no.
Yet Lu Qing remained unfazed by his aura, shaking his head instead.
âIndeed, you Demon Path scum donât even know how to beg, do you want this Demon Childâs Primordial Spirit?â
Lu Qing extended his hand, holding the Illusion Realm Space.
Just as Mo Cangtian thought he would relent, Lu Qingâs hand gently squeezed.
Bang!
The Illusion Realm Space was instantly crushed.
It began to collapse and compress, turning into a black void.
The power of destruction erupted, obliterating Mo Tushanâs Primordial Spirit too.
A strange ripple followed an indefinable trajectory, crossing space via the Sea of Laws, targeting something.
Meanwhile, Lu Qingâs voice leisurely sounded.
âIâve tormented this Demon Child enough, let me grant him death.â
Silence, the whole sky plunged into silence.
Whether it was Mo Cangtian and his companions or powerful figures hidden in the shadows, they were all stunned by the scene.
No one expected Lu Qing to dare crush Mo Tushanâs Primordial Spirit right before the three Unity Realm Stage experts of the Black and White Temple.
This provocation was akin to trampling on the faces of Mo Cangtian and his companions with shoe soles.
âKilling with the heart, now these three old Demons are truly furious.â
The white-clothed woman murmured.
Even she didnât expect Lu Qing to be so reckless.
Crushing Mo Tushan before Mo Cangtian, with these three peerless Demonsâ temperament, it was akin to stirring chaos.
âJust crushed⊠crushed to death?â
Outside the world membrane, Luo Yuantian and others were equally shocked.
No one thought Lu Qing would be this mad.
âMr. Luo, do you think he also cursed Mo Tushanâs Divine Split?â
The Golden-eyed Middle-aged Man suddenly asked.
Luo Yuantian jolted, remembering Lu Qing knew the unfathomable Curse Path and terrifying Curse Killing Technique.
Before, the Demon Clanâs Primordial Spirit Realm was annihilated by him, with even the Demon Spirit not spared, completely perishing.
If Lu Qing used the dreadful Curse Killing Technique this time, Mo Tushan might be utterly dead.
âIt shouldnât be possible. The Black and White Temple is far from the Heavenly Origin Great World, in a Mysterious Land, with many Array Secret Treasures guarding it. His Curse Killing Technique, however powerful, wouldnât penetrate it.â
Luo Yuantian hesitated.
âUnsure, heâs too strange, beyond common reasoning. Others might struggle, but not necessarily him.â
The Golden-eyed Middle-aged Man held a different view.
Luo Yuantian remained silent, recalling Lu Qingâs consistent defiance of reason.
It seemed any occurrence with him was normal.
Yet thinking of Mo Tushan potentially cursed to death fueled an inexplicable fear.
He couldnât imagine the chaos if this news spread.
Top forces in the starry sky might panic, determined to eliminate Lu Qing!
Then the whole starry sky might spiral into chaos.
âAnt, how dare you!â
Above the Great Cang Mountain Range, the deathly stillness lasted a moment.
The three Unity Realm experts of the Black and White Temple finally regained their senses.
All stared intensely at Lu Qing, their gazes nearly solid, Demonic Qi almost boiling.
They never imagined this reckless boy would crush their core True Inheritor disciple of the Black and White Temple before them.
It wasnât that he disregarded them; rather, it was like trampling their reputation and the Black and White Templeâs dignity, then tossing it into a filthy ditch!