At this mont, Mo Tushan transford into a giant over ten feet tall.
Although there were so horrifying wounds on his body, they quickly healed under his formidable life energy.
In his right hand, he held a gigantic black demon tower, surrounded by dense black aura, like black dragons accentuating his formidable presence.
From ti to ti, the demonic aura transford into human-shaped skeletons, adding a touch of evil to his fierceness.
"Boy, you’ve truly angered , forcing to use this move. If I don’t devour you alive, I cannot alleviate the hatred in my heart!"
Mo Tushan gazed venomously at Lu Qing.
His Black Demon Body couldn’t be used at will because every ti it was used, a large amount of vengeful soul essence blood painstakingly collected was consud.
Originally, the massive amount of vengeful soul essence blood he collected was intended to be used to break through to the Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit.
Now, being forced by Lu Qing to use it early, his breakthrough ti was greatly delayed, how could Mo Tushan not harbor resentnt?
As his words fell, he took the initiative, grasping the massive black nine-layered demon tower, and fiercely suppressed it down towards Lu Qing.
The power of this strike was unparalleled, even causing slight fluctuations in the space of this ninth barrier, reaching almost the peak level of the Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit.
The terrifying space-suppressing force fell upon Lu Qing, as if to seal him in place completely.
"Not good! Defend quickly!"
Feeling the power of Mo Tushan’s strike, Yu Jian and the others all changed their expressions drastically.
Even being positioned at the corners of space, they all hastily employed their respective protective Taoist skills and treasures to protect themselves.
If not, once Mo Tushan’s strike fully descended, they might suffer considerable impact.
"Can that friend withstand it?"
While employing protective treasures, they also kept a close watch on the front.
The move Mo Tushan used had extrely strong sealing power, highly restraining Lu Qing’s speed.
Moreover, its range was extrely broad, making dodging nearly impossible, leaving him to face it head-on.
But such a terrifying strike, even if it were them, they wouldn’t be confident in taking it.
As a sword cultivator, Lu Qing’s sword dao cultivation was indeed powerful, and his attacks were unparalleled, but his defense wasn’t necessarily so.
So no one dared to guarantee if he could survive this strike.
"Prepare to rescue him!"
Even the few Old Azure Dragons in the Immortal Palace had their hearts in their throats.
The surging law power flowed within them, ready to rescue Lu Qing at any mont.
Though it seed complicated, everything happened in the blink of an eye.
From Mo Tushan’s rage transforming him into a giant, holding the black demon tower to suppress Lu Qing.
To the crowd deploying protective thods, or Old Azure Dragon and the others preparing to save him.
Everything occurred within a single breath.
Under all eyes, the enormous black demon tower descended on Lu Qing like a falling star.
Then, they witnessed an unforgettable scene.
Suffering no change in expression in the face of the collapsing black demon tower, Lu Qing rely extended a palm, gently lifting upwards.
The next mont, the shadow of the black demon tower completely enveloped him.
Boom!
An overwhelming force exploded, capable of crushing a typical Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator, sweeping across the entire seventh barrier space.
Even causing space ripples to surface, illustrating the terrifying nature of the strike.
If Yu Jian and the others weren’t also Eighth Tribulation Primordial Spirit experts who had deployed protective techniques in advance.
They likely would have been severely injured by this single attack.
"The full exertion of Mo Tushan’s strength is frighteningly formidable!"
Yu Jian and his companions felt horrified internally.
They introspected that if facing the current state of Mo Tushan, they’d have no choice but to temporarily avoid confrontation.
The test passage was set by a Transformation Immortal, otherwise, under such imnse power, it might have long been shattered.
"Is that kid dead?"
After the storm of power passed, this was everyone’s second thought.
Upon setting their sights forward, they couldn’t help but widen their eyes.
In front, Mo Tushan still held the black demon tower, maintaining a suppressive stance.
But beneath that tower, Lu Qing wasn’t crushed to pieces.
Instead, he stood there just fine.
The reason he wasn’t crushed was that his raised palm was firmly supporting the edge of the black demon tower, preventing it from fully descending.
"How is this possible?"
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene.
Nobody expected Lu Qing to hold up the terrifying mountain-sized black demon tower with just one palm.
It was a sight akin to an ant lifting a giant dragon, leaving them utterly shocked.
"This is impossible!"
The one who couldn’t accept it the most, of course, was Mo Tushan.
His face was filled with disbelief, unable to comprehend how his strongest strike had been caught single-handedly by Lu Qing.
No matter how much he channeled the tower’s power, he couldn’t lower it further.
His opponent’s arm was like a pillar supporting the heavens, completely unyielding!
"Indeed, an unrefined treasure is still lacking."
Divine power surged within Lu Qing’s body, empowering him imnsely.
He stored away the Green Mist Sword in his hand.
All these years, he hadn’t had the chance to fully refine and control this high-grade spirit sword.
The power it unleashed was insufficient to kill the strong Mo Tushan with his demon body.
If that’s the case...
Lu Qing raised his hand, moved the black demon tower overhead a bit, and t Mo Tushan’s gaze.
"I almost forgot, you took the physical body test passage, it seems your demon body is your greatest reliance."
"Arrogant fool!"
Mo Tushan, looking at Lu Qing’s calm gaze, inexplicably felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
But he quickly erased this chill and grew angry once more.
As a Perfect Primordial Spirit Eighth Tribulation cultivator and the most outstanding disciple of the Black and White Temple, how could he be intimidated by a re nobody?
He imdiately raised the demon tower again, fiercely suppressing it down on Lu Qing.
He refused to believe that this boy could withstand his attacks forever!
However, this ti, Mo Tushan’s tower only descended halfway before suddenly freezing, unable to move further.
The reason was simple: two fingers pinched the black demon tower.
But those two fingers were already thicker than Mo Tushan’s entire arm.
Mo Tushan’s body stiffened, eyes widened as he looked ahead, his eye corners twitching, seemingly witnessing sothing extrely terrifying.
A form much larger than him stood before him, at an unknown ti.
Using two fingers to lightly pinch his tower like a toy.
"It is evident, you’re confident in your demon body." Lu Qing’s thunderous voice rumbled like it fell from the sky, "Then let send you off with the power you’re proudest of."
With that, Mo Tushan felt an unbeatable force snatching the tower from his hands.
Soon after, he felt himself engulfed by a shadow.
Looking up, he saw a hand, many tis larger than his body, pressing down from above.
"No!"
The intense threat of death enveloped Mo Tushan’s heart.
His face showed terror, demonic qi surging frantically as he tried to retreat.
Yet, as the giant hand descended, it already suppressed the surrounding space.
Rendering him immobile, just as he had previously done to Lu Qing.
Mo Tushan could only despairingly watch Lu Qing’s palm press down onto him.
Boom!
With a single strike,
His face showed terror, demonic qi surging desperately as he tried to retreat.
Yet, as the giant hand descended, it already suppressed the surrounding space.
Rendering him immobile, just as he had previously done to Lu Qing.
Mo Tushan could only despairingly watch Lu Qing’s palm press down onto him.
Boom!
With a single strike,
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