Chapter 374

Chapter 374 A Shocking Blow

Lu Qing piloted the golden boat at remarkable speed, and before long, they had reached the outskirts of the Lingshan Mountains.

Passing by a small town, Taoist Yangming, strolling through the streets, was struck by something. He looked up at the sky, his eyes suddenly widening.

“That golden light! That mysterious powerful being! What is he going to do?!”

Seeing the direction the golden light was heading, Taoist Yangming’s heart trembled.

He ignored the street, and an aura emerged from his body. He unleashed his skills and soared into the air, causing a chorus of exclamations.

When Taoist Yangming reached the sky, he found the golden light had vanished. He quickly followed the direction he had seen, heading towards the Lingshan Mountains.

Lu Qing knew many people below must have noticed his whereabouts,

but he didn’t care. Perhaps, perhaps, this was intentional.

After all, the more people knew about his upcoming move, the better.

Using the golden boat’s speed, Lu Qing quickly reached the skies above the Lingshan Mountains, gazing down at the most majestic and towering peak below.

He could sense that Lingshan had changed considerably since his last visit many days prior.

Qi and blood surged to the heavens, and not only were many more powerful warriors gathered there than last time, but the underlying energy of the mountain’s veins seemed to be more organized.

The surrounding spiritual energy was also slowly flowing and converging.

Clearly, Xuankong Mountain hadn’t simply been sitting there doing nothing these past few days.

Instead, they had seized the opportunity to set up a powerful formation nearby.

But did they think such a hastily constructed formation could protect them?

Lu Qing’s gaze grew colder.

With a wave of his hand, he formed a spell, and a thumb-sized cauldron flew out from his neck, hovering in front of him.

“Senior Yan, prepare to begin.”

Just as Lu Qing summoned the Lihuo Cauldron, someone in Lingshan below noticed the unusual phenomenon in the sky.

“Everyone, look! What’s that in the sky?”

“A golden boat! And a figure wearing a ghostly mask—it’s that evil demon!”

“The evil demon has appeared! Quickly notify the Supreme Elder!”

The golden boat Lu Qing was piloting was incredibly conspicuous.

Especially since he had recently been using this boat to ambush and kill Xuankong Mountain disciples, it had become one of his trademarks.

Therefore, the Xuankong Mountain disciples below were horrified upon witnessing the unusual phenomenon in the sky.

It’s inevitable; a person’s reputation is like a tree’s shadow.

Lu Qing’s recent actions were incredibly reckless. With his single-handed power, he had forced the entire Xuankong Mountain to retreat into the Lingshan Mountains.

This invisibly gave him a tremendous sense of intimidation in the hearts of the Xuankong Mountain disciples.

“What are you panicking about?”

Just as the Xuankong Mountain disciples were feeling panicked

, the red-faced old monk suddenly appeared. He first scolded the useless disciples, then gazed solemnly toward the sky.

He hadn’t expected Lu Qing to appear so openly at this time.

Upon seeing the golden boat Lu Qing was standing on, his heart ached.

Ordinary disciples didn’t know about the affairs of the Supreme Elders, but how could he not know that it was Ku Rong’s magical weapon?

“Who exactly are you, sir? What enmity do you have with Xuankong Mountain? Why are you trying to kill our disciples?”

Despite his deep hatred for Lu Qing, the red-faced old monk still wanted to understand his identity.

Given the cautiousness he had displayed recently, his public appearance at this moment must be something extraordinary.

So, while secretly communicating with Lu Qing through his mind, he attempted to distract him with words.

However, Lu Qing was not interested in engaging with the vagrants below him.

With a stern gaze, he activated a magical incantation in his hand, causing the Fire Cauldron hovering before him to slowly spin. The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was rapidly drawn in.

As the vast amount of spiritual energy was absorbed into the cauldron, the Fire Cauldron gradually grew larger, its previously restrained might gradually revealing itself. This

was sensed by the disciples of Xuankong Mountain below.

The red-faced old monk then noticed the small cauldron hovering before Lu Qing.

Sensing the aura emanating from the Fire Cauldron, his expression suddenly changed.

“Is that a spiritual weapon?!”

The red-faced old monk stared intently at the Fire Cauldron before Lu Qing, his eyes filled with disbelief,

as if he wanted to confirm whether it was truly something he had imagined.

However, as the Fire Cauldron grew larger and its aura grew increasingly terrifying,

even the red-faced monk was forced to believe, despite his disbelief, that it was truly the aura of a spiritual weapon.

No wonder the host and his team, even with the help of the spiritual weapon suppressed in the secret realm, were unable to deduce any information about the mysterious ghost-faced man.

It turned out that he, too, possessed a spiritual weapon!

At that moment, the red-faced old monk finally understood why they had been unable to deduce Lu Qing’s whereabouts.

Magical artifacts like spiritual weapons, imbued with the power of laws and inherently capable of shielding the secrets of heaven, were beyond comprehension. Since

this mysterious ghost-faced figure possessed a spiritual weapon, naturally no one could deduce his information.

However, while he was shocked that he could wield a spiritual weapon so precious even in the ancient era of immortal cultivation,

the red-faced old monk knew that right now was not the time to dwell on it.

Gazing at the small cauldron emanating an increasingly terrifying aura in the sky, he clearly understood the purpose of the mysterious ghost-faced figure’s appearance.

He intended to attack them, Xuankong Mountain, with his spiritual weapon!

“All disciples, disperse immediately! Get as far away as you can! Quick!”

the red-faced old monk shouted fiercely, roaring at the crowd.

The surrounding Xuankong Mountain disciples, never having witnessed such a loss of composure from the Grand Elder, were stunned.

But they quickly realized what was happening.

They had naturally sensed the aura emanating from the small cauldron in the sky.

Feeling the terrifying might, even a fool would have known its power.

After a brief pause, all the Xuankong Mountain disciples unleashed their skills and fled in all directions.

A golden glow enveloped the red-faced old monk.

A formation flag suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a command of his mind, the mountain he was on illuminated by a formation light.

“Thinking of escaping now? Too late!”

From Lu Qing’s perspective, he could just see a formation light shielding the mountain where the red-faced monk was.

The other Xuankong Mountain disciples, like monkeys scattering after a fallen tree, scattered in all directions.

His gaze was cold, a hint of mockery on his face.

With a flick of his hand, the Lihuo Cauldron before him, already condensing its might to its peak, suddenly swelled to a full three feet in size.

Then, with a flick of his finger, the Lihuo Cauldron’s mouth tilted downward.

“Go!”

“Roar!”

With Lu Qing’s command, a dragon’s roar echoed from the sky.

The huge Lihuo Ding, carrying flames all over the sky, suddenly smashed down like a burning mountain!

(End of this chapter)