Chapter 643: Chapter 432: Crush to Pieces
The gigantic bell toll resounded throughout the entire secret realm.
The Suspended Mountain, which had been thrown into chaos due to the extinguishing of the Supre Elders’ Soul Lamps.
Upon hearing the toll, everybody froze.
Because they realized the direction of the bell was from the entrance of the secret realm.
This indicated that the massive warning bell at the entrance had been struck.
And only one situation could cause the bell to be struck.
An external invasion!
Only when a formidable enemy, hard to fend off, invades the secret realm, would that bell possibly be struck.
It signaled the entire Suspended Mountain Secret Realm to enter the highest alert level.
However, it should be known that the bell hadn’t been struck for countless years.
Most monks within the secret realm had only heard of the bell’s legend but had never heard it ring.
After all, with the foundation and strength of Suspended Mountain, who in the world could pose a threat, let alone invade the secret realm.
Legend has it, the last toll was over 2000 years ago when the Four Great Secret Places erupted into conflict.
Even when that Ghost Face Demon with the mask slaughtered so many disciples in the temple, forcing Suspended Mountain to retreat within the secret realm, unable to venture out.
Despite such humiliation, the temple did not ring the bell.
Now, what kind of ergency could compel the temple to ring the bell?
For a mont, almost all monks of Suspended Mountain were both shocked and bewildered.
Unclear on what had happened.
However, soone quickly recovered their senses and rushed toward the platform at the secret realm entrance.
“Tower Master, what happened at Suspended Mountain?”
In a corner underground of Suspended Mountain, within the hamlet of Wujian Building, Elder You asked in horror.
He did not know the aning of the bell, yet sohow felt a strong unease in his heart.
“Unclear.”
The Wujian Building Master had a layer of black light in his eyes, staring intently at the heavens.
Yet, his spell wasn’t advanced enough to pierce through the cloud cover of the Suspended Mountain’s array, to see what was happening above.
Yet similarly, his heart was trembling.
Suspended Mountain exuded a chaotic aura that left his heart and spirit troubled.
Even though his cultivation lately had seen a breakthrough, he still couldn’t fly, unable to investigate the situation above.
“Demon, release the Supre Elder! Otherwise, when the powerful figures of Suspended Mountain arrive, I will ensure you die without a burial place!”
The middle-aged monk, upon successfully ringing the warning bell, felt assured and shouted at Lu Qing.
However, Lu Qing rely glanced at him, and the middle-aged monk seed to suffer a severe blow.
He spat out fresh blood, flew backward, collided with the large bell, and after a loud clang, he blacked out and fell lifelessly to the ground.
“Brother Ming Yi!”
The remaining middle-aged monk exclaid loudly upon seeing this.
However, his senior brother was destined not to respond.
Facing Lu Qing’s Golden Core might, having only Innate Realm cultivation, his survival was impossible.
The living middle-aged monk, sensing his senior brother’s dissipating presence, realized that his senior brother had indeed perished.
He looked at Lu Qing in horror, falling back down to the ground, stamring, “Demon, demon…”
Lu Qing did not continue his assault because he sensed a large number of auras rapidly approaching.
Soon, a figure landed on the platform.
“Brother Ming Hui, what demon, why was the warning bell struck? Brother Ming Yi! What happened to him?”
That figure asked imdiately.
But quickly, he saw the lifeless body of the middle-aged monk beside the massive bell and cried out in shock.
Then, several more figures appeared beside him.
“Brother Ming Hui, what happened?”
“Brother (Disciple) Ming Yi!”
All the monks upon arrival first noticed the fallen Ming Yi on the ground.
However, Ming Hui seed to ignore their words, not responding, but still looking in terror at Lu Qing ahead.
The others, following his gaze, also saw Lu Qing not far away.
Upon seeing the mask on Lu Qing’s face, and the person he held.
Everyone was again shocked: “Ghost Face Demon, Golden Bell Supre Elder!”
Lu Qing’s expression didn’t change, he only looked at the monks continuously gathering, and sighed a bit.
From what he sensed, these approaching monks of Suspended Mountain, most had unusual cultivation.
Just among the Innate Realm, there were nearly a hundred, and not a few of Foundation Establishnt Realm.
Indeed, this was the depth of heritage from a power passed down from the Ancient Immortal Cultivation Era.
However, despite the monks of Suspended Mountain gathering continuously.
And even after seeing him, they began to form an array against him.
Lu Qing still made no move.
He looked up, toward the mountaintop of Suspended Mountain.
There, he could feel a rather powerful aura concealing itself.
Presumably, it was the host whom the red-faced old monks ntioned before, who had passed the Golden Core Tribulation.
Yet, the other concealed his aura and remained inactive, intending not to expose himself so soon, aiming to observe his condition further.
Lu Qing smiled slightly, looking at the nurous monks who had already ford formations, regarding him as a formidable enemy.
He abruptly spoke, “Old monk, you’re hiding there like a turtle, not daring to show yourself, don’t you worry I’ll annihilate all these pupils of yours in Suspended Mountain?”
The aura on the mountaintop remained silent.
Instead, around him, so monks couldn’t help but shout, “Demon, cease your arrogance, release Golden Bell Supre Elder imdiately, or face certain death!”
“Are you talking about this old monk?”
Lu Qing lifted Elder Jin Zhong in his hand, allowing all monks to see clearly.
Seeing the Supre Elder, usually a symbol of mystery and power in the temple, being held by the head like this, all monks of Suspended Mountain wore expressions of both indignation and dread.
Elder Jin Zhong, being a Supre Elder, enjoyed so high a status in the temple.
Now, being held like a fallen dog, displayed shalessly before all disciples, the humiliation in his heart was imaginable.
If not for all his strength being sealed, unable to exert any, he would have already chosen to self-detonate his Golden Core, perishing together with Lu Qing!
“Release the Supre Elder!” A monk shouted again!
Yet, no one dared to take action first.
“Old monk, since you’re unwilling to show yourself, I’ll extinguish all your pupils first, cutting off the roots of Suspended Mountain, and then I’ll play with you.”
Lu Qing saw no sign of the mountaintop aura revealing itself, shook his head.
Then he applied a slight force, crushing Elder Jin Zhong’s head in his hand.
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