Chapter 581: Chapter 374: Annihilation, the Power of the Spiritual Artifact!
Roar!
After brewing for a long ti and absorbing a vast amount of Spiritual Energy, the Leaving Fire Tripod, under Lu Qing’s command,
let out a dragon’s roar, carrying a soul-shaking aura, and smashed toward the mountain peak where the red-faced old monk and others were with extre speed.
“Not good!”
Feeling the mountain-like terrifying force coming from above, the red-faced old monk’s face drastically changed, and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of needle points.
But it was already too late for him to warn the other disciples; all he could do was to frantically pour Divine Soul Power into the Array Flag in his hand.
As a large amount of Divine Soul Power was activated, the mountain peak where the red-faced old monk was located lit up brightly with array light, raising an Array Formation Light Screen that enveloped the entire mountain within it.
After doing all these, the red-faced old monk still did not feel a hint of safety.
A streak of golden light burst out from his body, forming a protective shield around him.
Though this seems long-winded, everything actually happened in the blink of an eye.
From the mont Lu Qing activated the Leaving Fire Tripod to smash downward, to the mont the red-faced old monk activated the array, it was all a matter of a single breath’s ti.
Just as the Array Formation Light Screen had lit up, the Leaving Fire Tripod had already smashed onto it.
The might of the Spiritual Artifact was dreadful; even though Lu Qing’s current Cultivation was not enough to unleash even one percent of the Leaving Fire Tripod’s power, this long-accumulating earth-shattering strike was still not sothing the hastily set up Array of Suspended Mountain could defend against.
Therefore, just as the Array defense light screen raised by the red-faced old monk lit up, not even lasting for the ti of one breath, it shattered like an eggshell under the descending Leaving Fire Tripod.
Then, in the horrified eyes of the many Suspended Mountain disciples, it fiercely bombarded the mountain peak.
Boom!
The Leaving Fire Tripod, which was as large as a small hill, smashed onto the mountain peak, and in an instant, the ground shook, and the mountain trembled.
The incredibly hard body of the cauldron directly blasted a huge crater into the entire mountain peak.
The overwhelmingly strong impact swept across everything, leveling nearly all buildings and trees within a hundred zhang to the ground.
What was more terrifying were the flas of Spiritual Fire that spewed out from the Leaving Fire Tripod; they spread out, turning the entire mountain peak into a sea of fire.
“Ah!”
“No! Supre Elder, save !”
“What kind of fire is this, why can’t it be extinguished!”
…
The heaven-shocking strike of the Leaving Fire Tripod was just too powerful.
Those Suspended Mountain disciples had not managed to escape far, and so with slower movent techniques were crushed to death by the extrely terrifying impact force the mont the Leaving Fire Tripod hit the mountain peak, their inner organs crushed and their bodies shattered to pieces.
Those lucky enough to escape faster and not killed by the shock were unable to escape the sky of flas that followed.
The flas spewed by the Leaving Fire Tripod were Spiritual Fire, capable of burning the Physical Body and searing the Divine Soul.
Once it caught a little onto the body, unless one possessed a special Cultivation Technique or was protected by a Magical Treasure, it was nearly impossible to extinguish before it completely consud its target.
The Suspended Mountain disciples, the most powerful of whom were at most at the Innate Qi Refinent Realm, how could they withstand the burning of the Spiritual Artifact’s fire?
Whether they protected themselves with True Qi or Spiritual Energy or even rolled on the ground, they couldn’t put out even a fraction of the Spiritual Fire on their bodies.
For a ti, the entire mountain peak was filled with the screams of Suspended Mountain disciples, filled with despair.
Looking down at the scene below, like hell on earth, Lu Qing above in the sky, his face remained unchanged.
From the ti on Holy Mountain when the monks of Suspended Mountain tried to forcibly convert his master, to the subsequent assassins sent from the Wujian Building,
the conflict between him and Suspended Mountain was destined to be a fight to the death, with only one survivor possible.
Since they were enemies, naturally there was no reason to show rcy.
Indifferently watching the disciples below struggling and screaming in the sea of fire, Lu Qing gestured with his hand, and gradually rising from the crater created by the impact on the mountain peak was a Big Cauldron, burning with flas.
While shrinking, it approached him.
By the ti it reached him, it had beco the size of a thumb, landing in Lu Qing’s hand.
“Young Master, I can’t help you anymore after this, you need to be careful.”
“Yan’s” sowhat weak voice rang out in Lu Qing’s mind at this mont.
“Don’t worry, elder; just rest easy.”
Lu Qing nodded solemnly and put away the Leaving Fire Tripod.
He could feel “Yan’s” weakness.
This was the preciousness of a Spiritual Artifact.
Because of the Artifact Spirit’s presence, without the master’s control, it could still unleash great power.
In fact, at Lu Qing’s current Cultivation Realm, without the existence of “Yan,” it would have been utterly impossible for him to activate the Leaving Fire Tripod to such a formidable extent.
Just the massive amount of Spiritual Power alone could have drained him in an instant.
However, that strike had consud all the accumulated spiritual charm of the Leaving Fire Tripod.
Without a period of nurturing, it would be difficult to recover.
“Hmm?”
Just as he put away the Leaving Fire Tripod, Lu Qing’s expression shifted, and he looked down.
Then, he saw a figure slowly climbing out from the crater created by the impact of the Leaving Fire Tripod; it was the red-faced old monk.
But now, the red-faced old monk no longer had his previous composure and looked extrely wretched.
His robe was tattered beyond recognition, and half of his body was gone, leaving only a charred skeleton.
Faintly, one could still see the inner organs throbbing inside, which looked very horrifying.
If it weren’t for the layer of golden light desperately protecting his Inner Organs, he would’ve surely perished.
However, the red-faced old monk right now couldn’t care less about his injuries.
He even ignored the weakening screams of his surrounding disciples and looked at Lu Qing in the sky with sheer terror.
That heaven-shattering strike had indeed been too terrifying.
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