But Han Lingshuang suddenly held her firmly.
Because she knew, with the power the monster now displayed, even if Little Yan went up, it would do no good.
"Don’t co up!"
Just then, the elder doctor’s voice rang in their minds.
"This monster is too strong. I can only hold it temporarily. You must take this chance to retreat quickly. If you wait until it reacts, no one will be able to leave!"
"But..."
"Go quickly!"
Hearing the urgency in the elder doctor’s tone, the Second Saint knew that things might have truly reached an irretrievable point.
"Give the order, it seems the Holy Mountain can’t be defended anymore. Whoever can leave, must leave."
The two still conscious Saints exchanged glances, their eyes showing a resolute expression.
The next mont, the Second Saint’s voice already rang in the minds of all Holy Mountain disciples.
"All disciples and elders, hear the order! Imdiately evacuate the Holy Mountain, go as far as you can, don’t look back. The hope of the Holy Mountain in the future lies in your hands."
When these words ca, all the disciples and elders were initially stunned, then realized it was the Holy Master transmitting the ssage through Divine Soul Transmission.
But the transmitted content threw all the disciples and elders into chaos.
"The Holy Master wants us to evacuate?"
"Even that elder can’t hold off the monster?"
"Is the Holy Mountain going to fall?"
"But where can we escape to?"
...
Just as all the Holy Mountain disciples and elders were plunged into chaos, the Second Saint’s voice sounded again in their hearts: "Go quickly, this is the Holy Order!"
The urgent tone, coupled with the increasingly terrifying demonic power in the sky, and the sight of the elder doctor barely holding on.
Everyone realized there was no ti for hesitation; if they didn’t leave now, it might really be too late.
Imdiately, all the Holy Mountain disciples and elders gritted their teeth, prepared to evacuate.
Lin Zhirui’s eyes were full of unwillingness.
He knew more inside information than ordinary Holy Mountain disciples.
He knew they could evacuate, but the three Saints could not leave the Holy Mountain.
This ant that after they left, the three Saints would be unsupported, facing even greater peril.
Quite possibly...
Lin Zhirui did not dare to think further, he could only grit his teeth, while using his movent technique to flee down the mountain, occasionally looking back at the situation in the sky.
Just as he was about to escape to the foot of the mountain, he saw the elder doctor fail to dodge, being struck by the monster’s palm, smashed onto the peak of the Holy Mountain, raising a cloud of dust.
"No, Mr. Chen!"
Sadness flashed in Lin Zhirui’s eyes, but he dared not stop running.
Because he knew, the ti they had to escape was bought by Mr. Chen at the cost of his life.
He could only watch helplessly as the monster roared, like a falling teorite, continuing to fly towards the position where Mr. Chen had fallen.
As if it would not rest until Mr. Chen was crushed to dust.
Watching this scene, Lin Zhirui’s eyes were filled with anger, but he could do nothing.
At this mont, he hated his own weakness deeply, unable to help in the slightest.
The only thing he could do was to rember this scene, and one day avenge Mr. Chen.
Just as Lin Zhirui was about to imprint the image of the monster in his heart, his eyes suddenly widened, his body suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the sky.
"Senior Brother Lin, what’s wrong, hurry up and run!"
A passing Holy Mountain disciple hurriedly shouted.
But he saw Lin Zhirui seemingly not listening to him, still staring at the sky, his face even showing a look of disbelief.
Curious, he couldn’t help looking at the sky, and just like that, his mouth also opened wide.
In the next mont, he pointed to the sky, shouting loudly: "Everyone look, what’s that in the sky?"
This loud shout, heard dozens of miles away, directly shocked nearby fleeing Holy Mountain disciples.
All Holy Mountain disciples simultaneously looked to the sky.
Then they saw, in the sky above, a silver flying boat, appearing at so unknown ti, hovering high above.
Next to the flying boat, a figure stood in the void, looking down indifferently.
What shocked them even more was that with the appearance of this figure, everything in the high sky froze.
Whether it was the raging wind, the enveloping demonic qi, or the terrifying monster, all were frozen in midair like insects in ice.
"That’s... Lu Qing Supre?!"
Seeing the face of the figure, a Holy Mountain elder shook violently, couldn’t help exclaiming.
"Is it Lu Qing Supre?"
"It really is Lu Qing Supre!"
"Lu Qing Supre has returned!"
"We’re saved!"
"No need to escape now, Lu Qing Supre has returned!"
Despite Lu Qing’s departure for decades, most young disciples in the Holy Mountain had never seen him.
But many elders and elite inner sect disciples still recognized him.
So upon seeing Lu Qing’s face, those elders and elite inner sect disciples were overjoyed, shouting loudly.
Because in the minds of these elite inner sect disciples and elders, this Supre, who was already the foremost in the world back then, was invincible.
Since he has returned, no matter what monster or demon it is, it couldn’t possibly be his match.
This ti, the Holy Mountain is saved!
"It’s Mr. Lu Qing... he’s finally returned?"
Lin Zhirui watched Lu Qing’s figure, murmuring, his expression unsure if it was joy or sorrow.
But at this mont, his heart was incomparably relaxed.
He knew, with Lu Qing’s return, the Holy Mountain was already safe, the whole world was saved.
"It’s Lu Qing the young friend, he’s finally returned from the stars?"
The Second and Third Saints also stared at the sky, their faces showing disbelief.
As for Han Lingshuang’s gaze, it was already srized, she didn’t expect at this mont to see Lu Qing return.
And this Supre has once again saved her.
"Luckily, just in ti."
Above in the sky, Lu Qing released his Primordial Spirit Power, sensing everything around.
After sensing Little Yan’s and his master’s presence, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Previously in Jiuli Village, learning about recent events from the puppet avatar’s Divine Soul, his heart and spirit had jumped wildly.
So he didn’t even have ti for detailed inquiries, directly rushing to the Holy Mountain via the Void Flying Boat.
Just after arriving, he saw a monster emitting an aura close to the Primordial Spirit Realm level, pouncing towards the Holy Mountain.
He acted without thinking, directly suppressing it.
He was afraid he was late, but now sensing Little Yan and his master’s presence were still there, he relaxed.
Although Little Yan and his master’s aura were sowhat weak, as long as there was no major harm, it was fine.
With his current abilities, he can restore them anyti.
After relaxing his heart and spirit, Lu Qing then focused his gaze on the monster he had suppressed in midair.
At this mont, the monster’s three heads were looking at Lu Qing in terror.
From this suddenly appearing young man, they sensed an incomparably terrifying aura.
Just sensing it made them tremble all over, shaking from the bottom of their heart.
Even during the last Cultivation Era, those great powers at the top of the cultivation world, never made them feel such fear.
Especially when Lu Qing’s gaze fell on them, it made them feel boundless terror, if not for being suppressed and unable to move, they might have been groveling on the ground begging for rcy.
"What kind of existence is this, why would such an existence appear here!"
The strikingly handso male demon roared wildly in his heart, wanting to inquire but found he couldn’t speak, even his Divine Soul fluctuations were completely suppressed, unable to transmit a single bit.
Lu Qing used his superpower to scan, instantly discerning the monster’s origin.
Especially upon seeing this monster had blood sacrificed hundreds of thousands of living creatures to refine Demon Treasure, a cold gleam was emitted from his eyes.
Imdiately, he grasped his hand, a giant hand gleaming with multicolored glass condensed in the air, grasping the monster.
Then an infinite suppressing force erupted, the monster’s enormous body, dozens of feet tall, was directly compressed smaller, inch by inch.
Eventually, the small mountain-like body was forcibly squeezed to the size of a fist, thrown into the Leaving Fire Tripod.
After doing all this, Lu Qing then looked towards the Holy Mountain.
He saw a girl in white, holding a long sword, standing on the mountain top, dumbfoundedly watching him.
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