Chapter 1251: Chapter 766: Guarding the Exit, Slaughter Without Mercy

A sword light swept past, slicing open the black magic palm and the Black and White Temple disciple, leaving them dead.

As Lu Qing’s sword light cut through, the entire enormous plaza immediately fell into dead silence.

Almost everyone watched this scene in shock.

A six-tribulation perfection Black and White Temple disciple was completely killed in just one move, without any room for resistance.

However, those few at the Primordial Spirit Realm who had seen his thunderous methods in the Sword Dao test channel were not too shocked.

Yet they were equally surprised by Lu Qing’s audacity.

It’s important to know that there are more than ten Black and White Temple disciples here, with the strongest one even reaching the Seven Tribulations Perfection realm.

By publicly killing someone like this, could he be declaring war against the Black and White Temple?

"Brother Jing (Junior Brother)!"

Seeing their junior brother slain by a single sword, lifeless, the other Black and White Temple disciples cried out in shock.

But as soon as their words exited their mouths, they felt their hair stand on end.

Looking up, their vision was already filled with a dazzling white light.

In the next moment, amidst the piercing sword Qi, a chorus of screams erupted.

When the sword Qi dissipated, a scene of devastation unfolded before everyone.

Where the Black and White Temple disciples originally stood, no one was left standing, transforming into a field of severed limbs, a tragic sight.

Except for one person who still held a trace of breath, the rest of the Black and White Temple disciples were dead, their breaths had vanished.

Whether six or seven tribulation Primordial Spirits, none could withstand for even a moment under Lu Qing’s terrifying sword Qi.

Everyone gaped and stared at this scene.

An icy chill penetrating to the bone rose from the depths of their Divine Souls, enveloping their entire bodies.

Those were more than ten infamous, highly cultivated Black and White Temple true disciples!

Among them, the highest realm was considered one of the strongest figures here.

Yet even so, they fell under that terrifying sword Qi just moments ago.

This five tribulation boy actually possessed such terrifying power?

Had he been disguising himself as weak all along, tricking everyone?

Everyone looked towards Lu Qing, filled with dread.

Plop, plop...

In the dead silence, Lu Qing walked forward slowly, standing in front of the one remaining seven tribulation Primordial Spirit Black and White Temple disciple.

Seeing the broken inner armor under the torn black and white Taoist robe, he raised an eyebrow.

"Middle Grade peak Spiritual Armor? Quite tough."

"Who exactly are you, daring to attack us? Aren’t you afraid Brother Tu Shan will emerge and hunt you down for thousands of miles?"

The barely alive seven tribulation Black and White Temple disciple spoke with difficulty.

His eyes held both confusion and fear.

Confusion from why Lu Qing was so bold as to dare slaughter them.

Fear from the opponent possessing such terrifying strength, yet previously always feigning weakness.

What kind of patience, what kind of deep, sinister thought is this?

When did their Black and White Temple provoke such a terrifying enemy?

"Mo Tushan, don’t worry, it won’t be long before he’ll join you."

Lu Qing flicked a wisp of sword Qi, which fell onto the brow of the seven tribulation Primordial Spirit.

With his current realm, his power far exceeded Potian Taoist from tens of thousands of years ago.

The [Sky-breaking Sword Qi] had been deduced and mastered to an extreme by him, plus he had fused sword inheritances like the [Seven Star Sword Formation] and the [Returning Ruins Free Sword].

It’s fair to say that Lu Qing’s current Sword Dao cultivation had reached a pinnacle realm.

In the Primordial Spirit realm, he was nearly unrivaled.

The sword Qi he wielded was terrifying beyond measure, even Mo Tushan in the physical passage couldn’t block his sword.

Just now, he hadn’t used much power; otherwise, these Black and White Temple disciples wouldn’t leave any body behind.

Sword Qi invaded the brow, and the body of this seven tribulation Black and White Temple disciple trembled.

His gaze faded, the Primordial Spirit was utterly annihilated, and the last trace of vitality began to disperse, he became dead and his Dao fell.

Lu Qing’s expression remained unchanged as he collected the Storage Magical Treasures of the deceased Black and White Temple disciples one by one.

Then he cast out a sheet of transparent Nanming Leaving Fire to burn all the corpses.

He knew that with the background of the Black and White Temple, these Primordial Spirit realm disciples likely had resurrection contingency plans.

But he didn’t care.

Though resurrection techniques are mystical, there are limitations.

One thing is that resurrecting a cultivator itself consumes an enormous amount of resources.

Moreover, the deeper the cultivation of the resurrection target in life, the more terrifying resources required.

Lu Qing believed that even with the Black and White Temple’s foundation, resurrecting so many above five tribulation Primordial Spirit disciples at once wouldn’t be easy.

The resource expenditure needed would likely make them ache for a while.

Additionally, he could take this opportunity to see what reaction this evil path force across the starry sky would have.

Other powerful figures watched Lu Qing skillfully kill and seize treasures, destroy bodies, yet none dared to speak.

He slaughtered even Black and White Temple people like chickens, such a ruthless person, who would dare provoke him.

After burning all the Black and White Temple disciple corpses, Lu Qing began surveying the surroundings.

Wherever his gaze landed, everyone involuntarily shifted away, not daring to meet his eyes.

Lu Qing eventually fixed his gaze on a Sky-breaking Sword Sect disciple.

"Fellow Daoist, I wish to consult you on some matters, may I?"

The Sky-breaking Sword Sect disciple’s body stiffened, not expecting Lu Qing to suddenly address him.

However, as a disciple from a top-tier Sect, he still maintained his composure.

After clasping his fist in greeting, he said, "I wouldn’t dare claim to teach you something, but may I ask what you wish to inquire about?"

"No need to be nervous, friend. I have met your sect’s Yu Jian a few times," Lu Qing smiled and said, "I was wondering if you know where the other disciples from the Black and White Temple might be?"

Lu Qing remembered that the disciples from the Black and White Temple entering the secret realm numbered more than just these ten or so individuals.

He was unsure whether the remaining disciples were in the test passage or elsewhere.

Upon hearing this, the disciple from the Sky-breaking Sword Sect was initially taken aback, but he answered honestly, "I am not clear either. However, after we came out, we didn’t see any other Black and White Temple disciples leaving here, so I think they might still be trying to break through in the passage."

As for the others, when they heard Lu Qing’s question, their eyes widened slightly.

Could it be that, after killing these dozen or so Black and White Temple disciples, Lu Qing was still not satisfied and intended to kill the remaining ones too?

"I see, thank you, friend."

After expressing his gratitude, Lu Qing fell into deep thought.

He was considering whether to wait here strategically or enter a test passage directly to hunt down those Black and White Temple disciples.

After contemplating for more than ten breaths, Lu Qing finally chose to wait outside.

After all, if he randomly chose a test passage, there was no guarantee he would encounter the Black and White Temple disciples.

What if, while he was navigating the passage, the disciples from the other passages came out and, upon hearing about what just happened, immediately fled?

Lu Qing didn’t want to let any Black and White Temple disciples escape, so he decided to wait outside.

Though this would take more time, it ensured that all Black and White Temple disciples in the passage could be dealt with.

With his mind made up, Lu Qing found a spot outside the plaza and sat down cross-legged.

To avoid disturbance from others, he casually set up a simple array as a warning.

Seeing him sit cross-legged, all the other strong cultivators were inwardly shaken.

They understood immediately what Lu Qing’s action implied.

He intended to wait here for the remaining Black and White Temple disciples to come out and then kill them.

Yet, in the test passage, there was also Mo Tushan, an Eight Tribulations Perfection Primordial Spirit.

Could it be that this mysterious Five Tribulations lad in front of them also wanted to confront Mo Tushan head-on?

Thinking of this, everyone felt a mix of shock and anticipation.

The strength of Mo Tushan was indisputable, being one of the few Eight Tribulations Primordial Spirits among the cultivators entering the Returning Ruins Secret Realm this time.

He was immensely formidable, not even fearing the joint forces of the Sky-breaking Sword Sect and Kongming Sect.

Once he emerged and found someone dared to strike at their Black and White Temple members, he would certainly be violently enraged.

And this mysterious Five Tribulations cultivator before them was also exceptionally powerful.

His Sword Qi was unmatched, and the dozen or so True Disciples of the Black and White Temple were almost effortlessly slain by him.

His strength was unfathomable, and no one could see through it.

The impending clash between these two formidable warriors left others feeling inexplicably excited at just the thought.

Waiting outside the passage, these powerful members of various factions were still unaware that Mo Tushan had already been defeated by Lu Qing in the passage.

Even his Primordial Spirit was extracted and now languished in the Illusion Realm Space.

After all, the battle between Lu Qing and Mo Tushan was only known to Yu Jian and Hei Ming.

Currently, they were still in the test passage striving to break through, and communication treasures couldn’t be used within the passage to relay messages.

Therefore, no one knew that Mo Tushan had long been vanquished by Lu Qing.

"Ah Qing indeed has a heavy killing intent."

Within the Immortal Palace, the Black Bull nodded slightly, expressing approval.

In fact, based on Lu Qing’s behavior in the Sword Dao Channel back then, it had already perceived Lu Qing as a decisive and merciless person.

Now, seeing him kill over ten Primordial Spirit Realm disciples without flinching and still poised at the exit, intending to annihilate the Black and White Temple people,

the Black Bull had grown even more appreciative of Lu Qing.

In ancient times, its master and his disciples were ultimately ruined because of being too compassionate.

Seeing this closed-door disciple collected for the master’s sake, being so decisive and merciless when necessary, how could it not be pleased?

On the other side, Ming Feng watched Lu Qing in the light portal, with no expression on its face, but couldn’t help showing a hint of appreciation deep in its eyes.

As Old Cyan Dragon thought, of the three, Ming Feng was actually the one with the heaviest killing intent.

Hence, upon seeing Lu Qing’s methods, it felt increasingly that Lu Qing’s demeanor was much to its liking.

It had just quarreled with that stubborn bull and didn’t want to show it a good face, so it kept a stern expression.

Time passed by, and several days had quickly gone by.

Lu Qing remained seated outside the exit of the eight major test passages in the plaza.

Because of this, the entire plaza fell into silence.

Many powerful cultivators anxiously yet expectantly eyed the positions of the eight spatial vortices.

During this time, several strong cultivators came out from the passages, but none were Black and White Temple disciples.

These few powerful cultivators were immediately called away by their respective factions as soon as they emerged.

After learning what happened outside, they were shocked and subsequently joined the wait.

Finally, on the fifth day, another powerful cultivator was eliminated from the test passage and sent to the spatial vortex.

And this powerful cultivator was wearing the Black and White Taoist Robe of the Black and White Temple!

Seeing this Black and White Temple disciple, all the powerful cultivators immediately held their breaths.

However, before they could turn their heads, they already felt their hairs standing on end.

A Sword Light had already lit up, slicing past the neck of that Black and White Temple disciple.

The Black and White Temple disciple instantly froze, and a blood line appeared on his neck.

A head slowly fell from his body.

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