Seeing the miniature world that appeared in Lu Qing's hand, all the powerful figures felt their hair stand on end in an instant.
I felt an extreme chill rising from the depths of my soul and sweeping through my entire body.
The miniature world in Lu Qing's hand exuded an incredibly terrifying aura.
It made them tremble uncontrollably, their minds trembled, and their primordial spirits felt as if they were shrouded in a powerful shadow.
Some even couldn't resist using their movement techniques to try and escape immediately.
However, it was all too late.
The miniature world in Lu Qing's hand began to expand the moment it appeared.
In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire square.
Everyone suddenly felt as if they had been pulled into a real world, almost completely cut off from their connection with the outside world.
Even the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe was no exception.
He found that his connection with the void had been greatly weakened.
Even the connection with the Sea of Laws had become much more blurred, which immediately alarmed him.
You should know that he is currently at the ninth level of the Primordial Spirit stage, just one level away from entering the ultimate Primordial Spirit realm of Dao Integration.
The connection between the soul and the sea of laws is already extremely close, and communication can be achieved with a single thought.
But now, this connection has been weakened. What kind of secret technique is this kid using?
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe immediately calmed himself down and stood ready for battle.
He realized that he had encountered an unprecedented and formidable enemy.
Regret is useless now; there is only one battle left!
He simply refused to believe that he, a dignified ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn't break through the opponent's secret technique.
"What kind of secret technique is this?"
Inside the celestial palace, the three old dragons were equally astonished.
They could sense that the moves Lu Qing was currently using contained the aura of many secret sword techniques.
It contains the aura of the master's [Return to the Void Freedom Sword].
However, how profound is the master's [Return to the Void Freedom Sword]?
Even those at the Dao Integration Realm find it difficult to fully comprehend and master it.
Not to mention integrating it into another secret technique, is that something a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator could do?
Even though the three old dragons knew that Lu Qing had extremely high talent in swordsmanship, they still found it hard to believe.
"Old man, this is a sword technique that I have just comprehended. Since you are at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage, you are barely qualified to witness it. It is your honor to die from this move."
High above, after enveloping the entire plaza with his sword domain, Lu Qing looked down with an indifferent expression.
"Arrogant brat, show me what you've got. I want to see if your swordsmanship is as good as your talk!"
The middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe snorted coldly, and a purple armor appeared on his body, along with a purple dragon spear in his hand.
With these two treasures, his aura became even more powerful, no less than that of many senior Nascent Soul Ninth Tribulation cultivators.
He even forcibly expanded the space around him by creating some of the aura of his domain.
"The Great Yuan Spirit Armor and the Spirit-Devouring Dragon Spear! The patriarch of the Great Yuan Immortal Clan has truly gone all in, bringing these two inherited spiritual artifacts with him. Doesn't he fear that he might perish and lose these two treasures in this Ruins of Return?"
Upon seeing the two treasures displayed by the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe, those powerful individuals who recognized their origins were immediately shaken.
This is because the purple armor and the purple dragon spear were once renowned top-grade perfect spiritual artifacts in the starry sky.
It's only a hair's breadth away from that legendary top-grade spiritual artifact.
It is one of the true foundations of the Great Yuan Immortal Clan.
Unexpectedly, the patriarch of the Great Yuan Immortal Clan brought them in this time as well.
With two top-grade spiritual artifacts on his person, the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe exuded an even more terrifying aura.
Even with the support of two top-grade spiritual artifacts, he still couldn't fly.
This further convinced the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe that Lu Qing was able to break free from the suppression of the secret realm and fly into the sky by relying on the power of some strange magic weapon.
He stared at Lu Qing high in the sky, and the purple dragon spear in his hand suddenly flashed with lightning.
The next moment, he suddenly threw it out, and it turned into a purple lightning bolt that shot towards Lu Qingdong.
This attack was earth-shattering; the lightning transformed from the purple dragon spear was incredibly powerful, even causing slight ripples in the surrounding space.
Its speed reached its limit, and it arrived in front of Lu Qing in the blink of an eye.
Just when everyone thought that Lu Qing was going to use the method he had just used to turn into a phantom and avoid this move,
The next moment, their eyes widened in surprise.
Faced with the terrifying attack from the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe, Lu Qing showed no intention of dodging at all.
Instead, he stretched out a hand and, at the last possible moment, grabbed at the purple lightning.
boom!
Lu Qing grabbed the purple lightning bolt, and instantly, lightning burst forth across the sky, seemingly about to destroy everything around them.
However, amidst this devastating storm of lightning, which seemed to threaten the destruction of the world, Lu Qing stood firm like a sacred mountain amidst the tempest.
The countless bolts of lightning struck him, but instead of harming him in the slightest, they strangely merged into his body.
The purple lightning revealed the true form of the dragon spear, which vibrated and twisted wildly in Lu Qing's hand, as if it had encountered something terrifying and was desperately trying to break free from Lu Qing's grasp.
Unfortunately, all of this was in vain.
Lu Qing's arm was like a pillar supporting the sky, tightly gripping the purple dragon spear, giving it no chance to break free.
"Keep quiet, or I'll eat you up."
Lu Qing's calm voice rang out.
At the same time, the lightning on the purple dragon spear surged into Lu Qing's body with even greater force.
The purple dragon spear trembled and obediently remained in Lu Qing's hand, no longer daring to struggle or move.
After subduing the dragon spear, Lu Qing looked at the surrounding lightning, suddenly opened his mouth, and took a breath.
The next moment, countless purple lightning bolts, like swallows returning to their nests, rushed towards Lu Qing's mouth.
In just a few breaths, all the lightning in the sky disappeared, falling into Lu Qing's mouth and being swallowed in one gulp.
After swallowing the lightning bolts, Lu Qing savored the moment with a hint of lingering satisfaction, then shook his head and looked down.
"Your magical lightning is far inferior to the Heavenly Tribulation."
"How is this possible..."
All the powerful figures who witnessed this scene were stunned.
The powerful attack of a dignified Ninth Tribulation Primordial Spirit was so easily neutralized.
That terrifying lightning, whose power was so immense that a single strike could kill a Nascent Soul cultivator above the fifth tribulation level, was actually swallowed whole by Lu Qing.
And what did the other party just say? That the taste of lightning is worse than that of heavenly tribulation? Could it be that this person has actually devoured heavenly tribulation?
Is this really something a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator could do?
Could this mysterious swordsman before me be the legendary Dao Integration expert?
"This is impossible! What kind of monster are you?!"
Of all the people, the one who found it most unbelievable was the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe.
He couldn't believe that his all-out attack hadn't even scratched a hair on his opponent's head.
Even the clan's heirloom artifacts, passed down through generations, seemed to be temporarily suppressed and unable to move.
How could the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe not be utterly shocked and incredulous?
"It seems you have no other moves. In that case, you can take one of my moves."
Lu Qing showed no interest in answering the question posed by the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe.
With a slight thought, the area covered by his sword domain suddenly became filled with countless stars.
The moment they appeared, these stars began to merge with each other.
With each breath, it merged into an incomparably dazzling light, appearing before Lu Qing.
Lu Qing released the purple dragon spear from his hand and gently stretched his arm toward the light.
Immediately afterwards, the light began to change, transforming into a lightsaber that landed in Lu Qing's hand.
Throughout the entire process, the purple dragon spear remained obediently suspended, not daring to make the slightest movement.
With the lightsaber in hand, an incomparably chilling, earth-shattering sword intent emanated from Lu Qing.
All the changes, though complex in theory, actually occur within a very short period of time.
From the appearance of countless stars to their fusion into a lightsaber and falling into Lu Qing's hands, it only took a breath or two.
Meanwhile, the powerful figures below were still in shock, simply watching this scene unfold.
"If you can withstand this sword and survive, I will spare your life."
With a lightsaber in hand, Lu Qing's indifferent words fell from the high sky.
Along with it came a dazzling sword light.
This sword light was as if it were the only one in the world.
The moment it appeared, it had already captured everyone's attention.
Before anyone could react, the sword light swept directly across the body of the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe.
The power of this sword strike was extremely restrained; there was no energy burst or loud explosion.
Everything happened silently.
The middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe trembled slightly, and his life force began to dissipate.
Behind him, a thin crack quietly appeared on the ground, its depth unknown.
Lu Qing slowly descended from the sky, and the sword domain that had enveloped the entire square gradually dissipated.
Finally, Lu Qing's figure landed in front of the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe.
Throughout the entire process, the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe did not react at all.
His gaze was vacant, and his eyes had lost all their sparkle.
With a gentle flick of Lu Qing's wrist, a light breeze swept by, and the body of the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe, shrouded in armor, suddenly turned to dust and scattered in all directions.
Only the dull purple armor and a few scattered treasures lay on the ground.
However, it had already been completely annihilated by Lu Qing's sword, its body and soul destroyed.
"Chieftain!"
Some of the other powerful members of the Great Yuan Immortal Clan couldn't help but cry out in grief, but their clansmen quickly covered their mouths.
The other powerful individuals were completely dumbfounded, their minds blank.
Lu Qing paid no attention to these things, put away the relics of the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe, and glanced around.
Wherever his gaze fell, everyone trembled, and no one dared to meet his eyes.
Even some powerful individuals who are fearless and renowned outside are no exception.
There was no way around it; the person in front of us was simply too terrifying.
That's a Ninth Tribulation Primordial Spirit, a top-tier expert who has already stepped into the final tribulation of the Primordial Spirit realm.
They were all cleaved into ashes with a single sword strike.
All the powerful figures could no longer imagine just how strong Lu Qing had become.
But that sword strike just now was the most powerful sword move they had ever seen in their lives.
Even a sword cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage might not be able to unleash such a terrifying sword strike.
If the Guixu Secret Realm didn't prohibit cultivators above the Nascent Soul level from entering, they would probably have genuinely believed that Lu Qing was a true Dao Integration expert in disguise.
Regardless of Lu Qing's cultivation level, it's clear that with the strength he's displayed, even if he wanted to slaughter them all, it wouldn't take much effort.
How could they dare not be cautious around such a monster?
If you anger the other party, you'll likely face nothing but annihilation.
Lu Qing glanced around and saw that everyone avoided his gaze like the plague. He shook his head and said nothing more. With a slight thought, he disappeared from the spot and returned to the Immortal Palace.
They did not attack anyone else, and even ignored the remaining members of the Great Yuan Immortal Clan.
call!
After seeing Lu Qing disappear and being unable to sense his presence any longer.
The powerful figures in the square didn't even have time to think about how he left.
They felt a great sense of relief and all breathed a sigh of relief.
Some cultivators at the Nascent Soul Realm with weaker Dao Hearts only realized at this moment that their palms and backs were already ice-cold.
As powerful beings at the Nascent Soul Realm, they were surprisingly drenched in cold sweat in the face of Lu Qing's terrifying aura, something they hadn't done in a long time.
"Has Aqing's swordsmanship actually reached this level?"
Inside the celestial palace, the three old dragons fell into a long silence after witnessing the sword strike.
After a long while, the old dragon couldn't help but sigh.
Both the Black Bull and Mingfeng were deeply shocked.
Compared to those Nascent Soul Realm little guys outside, they, being at the Dao Integration Realm, naturally see much more.
But it was precisely because of this that they were even more shocked by Lu Qing's performance.
They could all see that the sword strike just now had exceeded the limit of the Nascent Soul Realm and was almost touching the level of the Dao Integration Realm.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to kill a true Nascent Soul Ninth Tribulation cultivator, and even break through the restrictions of the secret realm.
To be honest, if Lu Qing had only killed a Nascent Soul Ninth Tribulation cultivator, the old Azure Dragons wouldn't have been so surprised.
After all, when Lu Qing was at the fifth level of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation, he was already able to easily suppress and kill a genius like Mo Tushan, who was at the eighth level of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Perfection.
Although the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe was a Ninth Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator, he had only recently broken through and his talent was average. The gap between his strength and that of Mo Tu Shan was not that great.
It wasn't too surprising that Lu Qing was able to kill him after entering the sixth stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
To the astonishment of the old Azure Dragons, Lu Qing's sword strike not only killed the middle-aged man in the purple dragon robe, but also broke through a thin layer of the restrictions within the secret realm.
It should be noted that the restrictions in the secret realm were personally set up by the master.
The power of the Primordial Spirit Realm is simply insufficient to destroy it.
However, Lu Qing's sword light was able to sever even a tiny bit of the restriction.
This means that his sword strike had surpassed the limits of the Nascent Soul Realm! (End of Chapter)
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