Misunderstanding and Settling Scores, Lu Qing's Killing Intent!

"Exotic Treasure?"

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment.

Just then, several more powerful figures rushed in.

Leading the charge were several Daoist priests dressed in Daoist robes.

As soon as everyone rushed in, they saw Lu Qing and the talisman radiating a powerful aura floating in front of him.

The middle-aged Daoist priest at the head of the group immediately glared and shouted, "Young man, don't hand over the Exotic Treasure to those bald monks!"

However, it was too late. Before Taoist Yang Ming could finish speaking, Xuan Nu Monk had already rushed forward.

Despite its obese body, it was incredibly fast, arriving in front of Lu Qing almost instantly. It opened its large hand and grabbed the Divine Soul Rune.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Yang Ming's heart sank.

He hadn't expected the bald monks of Hanging Sky Mountain to be so bold as to rush in before the Tribulation Cloud had even dissipated.

As a result, they fell behind and could only watch helplessly as the Xuan Nu was about to seize the Exotic Treasure.

"So they mistook my Divine Soul Rune for Exotic Treasure."

Lu Qing finally understood what was going on.

However, Lu Qing was not surprised that the Xuan Nu and the others did not recognize him.

He looked quite disheveled at that moment.

Although he took out his clothes from the Universe Qi Bag and put them on after passing the Thunder Tribulation.

His injuries have also fully healed.

However, during the Tribulation Transcendence, the charred, dead skin on his face was still clinging to him and had not all fallen off.

In addition, her newly grown hair hadn't been styled yet.

So it's not surprising that Xuan Nu and the others didn't recognize him at first.

He watched as Xuan Nu was about to touch the Divine Soul Rune, Lu Qing smiled gently.

First, he used his Divine Sense Transmission, asking his master not to come over for the time being.

With a slight thought, the Divine Soul Rune rapidly shrank and disappeared into his brow.

"Boy, hand over the stuff!"

The Xuan Nu was furious when he found nothing.

The palm, as large as a palm leaf, emitted a burst of golden light and slapped towards Lu Qing.

The terrifying power seemed to be about to smash Lu Qing to pieces with a single palm strike, forcing him to reveal the Exotic Treasure.

"That boy is dead!"

The powerful figures who rushed over couldn't help but have a thought when they saw this scene.

Some of the kinder-hearted people couldn't help but look away, seemingly unable to bear seeing Lu Qing's body shattered and torn to pieces.

However, just when everyone thought Lu Qing was about to die on the spot, a dazzling blade of light appeared.

The next moment, a scream rang out.

Then they saw Xuan Nu's arm, which was grabbing at Lu Qing, suddenly break off from his body, blood gushing out, and his body flying backward.

When it landed on the ground, it knocked over many bricks, stones, and logs, leaving a long trail before finally stopping.

When Xuan Nu stopped and everyone saw his appearance, they couldn't help but gasp.

At this moment, Xuan Nu had not only lost an arm, but also had a horrifying knife wound on his chest, running from his shoulder to his waist, almost slicing his body in two! Seeing Xuan Nu, whose breath was weak and who was dying from his injuries, everyone was shocked and couldn't help but turn their gazes to Lu Qing again.

Who exactly is this young man? He possesses such terrifying strength that he almost killed Xuan Nu, who had the strength of the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm, with just a single sword aura!

As for the Xuan Nu, his face was filled with disbelief.

He couldn't believe that he had been severely injured by a single blade of energy.

"He's still alive?"

Lu Qing was somewhat surprised.

He thought this blade of energy would cut Xuan Nu in two, but he actually withstood it.

It seems that he is still not very proficient in using the power of the Innate Realm after his breakthrough.

However, this is not a problem. With Lu Qing's level of skill and control over his power, he believes that he will not make the same mistake again.

Hearing Lu Qing's mutterings, everyone fell silent.

It seems that the young man is not entirely satisfied with his achievement of severely injuring Xuan Nu with a single move.

Only the Xuan Ming looked somewhat surprised and uncertain.

He looked at Lu Qing's face and felt a vague sense of familiarity.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you injure my Martial Uncle Xuan Nu!"

At this moment, a young monk shouted angrily.

"Xuan Ming the Bald Monk, you people from Hanging Sky Mountain are indeed like dogs that can't change their nature. You are as domineering and hypocritical as ever. Every time I encounter you, nothing good ever comes of it."

Last time they tried to forcibly convert my master; this time, they're indiscriminately trying to seize my treasures.

Lu Qing gave a cold laugh and said sarcastically.

"It's you?!"

The Xuan Ming Xuanming was greatly shocked and finally recognized Lu Qing.

"Is it that young man surnamed Lu?!"

At this moment, Taoist Yang Ming and the others also recognized Lu Qing.

However, this time, their shock only intensified.

Because a few days ago, Lu Qing's all-out strike only severely injured Xuan Nu.

Now, with just a single blade of energy, Xuan Nu almost died on the spot.

In just a few days, Lu Qing's combat power actually doubled, which was simply unbelievable.

Could it be the power of that talisman or other Exotic Treasure from earlier? This thought couldn't help but cross many people's minds.

Even more so were the powerful figures who had seen Lu Qing on the Holy Mountain, recalling the terrifying killing intent that had emanated from Lu Qing that day.

Could it be that it was also emitted by that talisman or other Exotic Treasure? Of course, there were also powerful individuals who were not on the Holy Mountain that day and had not seen Lu Qing.

Seeing this scene filled me with doubt.

Who exactly is this boy? Why do the high monks of Hanging Sky Mountain seem so wary of him? "Is it you, you little beast?"

Of all the people present, the one who found it most unbelievable was Xuan Nu Xuannu.

He never expected that the one who would inflict another heavy blow on him would be the same little beast who had killed his disciple and wounded him a few days ago.

In a fit of excitement, the blood and qi he had been suppressing with his powerful mind were thrown into chaos, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and faint.

"Martial Uncle Xuan Nu!"

Immediately, a monk exclaimed in surprise, rushed forward, took out a pill, and wanted to give it to him to heal his injuries.

Lu Qing did not stop him. Xuan Nu was hit by his sword energy. Although he had just entered the Innate Realm and had not yet had time to cultivate his own Innate True Qi.

However, given his level of swordsmanship, the sword energy he condensed was not so easy to dispel.

Ignoring Xuan Nu for the time being, Lu Qing looked at Xuan Ming indifferently. "Bald monk Xuan Ming, you've come at the right time. I happen to have a score to settle with you."

"Amitabha! I didn't expect that after only a few days, Benefactor Lu's cultivation has become even more profound. He is truly a young talent, a prodigy."

"Xuan Nu attack on you just now was his fault, and I, this old monk, apologize to you on his behalf."

Xuan Ming was no ordinary person after all; after a brief moment of shock, he quickly composed himself.

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Lu Qing.

Xuan Ming's humble posture immediately surprised those powerful individuals who had never seen Lu Qing before.

Who is Xuan Ming? Elder of the legendary Hanging Sky Mountain, one of the four great Secret Realm! A truly elusive and powerful figure! Normally, even the Sect Master of the major sects in the Central Province would address him with utmost respect! Such a powerful figure is now showing such a humble attitude to a mere youth.

Just who is this young man?!

Despite the humble attitude of the Xuan Ming, Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged.

He said calmly, "Xuan Ming the bald monk, you don't need to pretend here. I'm asking you, were those assassins from the Avici Pavilion a few nights ago from your Hanging Sky Mountain?"

Upon hearing Lu Qing mention the Avici Pavilion, the group of powerful figures were once again shaken.

In the past few days, the news that the Avici Pavilion has reappeared has spread throughout the Holy City. Judging from what this young man said, this matter seems to be related to the Hanging Sky Mountain? Furthermore, some shrewd people thought about the sudden and strange appearance of the Avici Pavilion, as well as some things that they had been thinking about recently.

A thought suddenly struck me, and things became clearer.

Even Taoist Yang Ming and the others looked grim, as they thought of some terrible things.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Lu is joking. Avici Pavilion is Evil Path sect that was wiped out hundreds of years ago. How could it have anything to do with my Hanging Sky Mountain?"

Xuan Ming remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged, and answered with ease.

"Whether you admit it or not doesn't matter," Lu Qing chuckled. "Anyway, I already know the truth from those assassins."

"Benefactor Lu, although I do not know the truth of what you are saying, I still have something to remind you of."

The assassins trained by the Avici Pavilion are mostly insane and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

"Please don't fall for the schemes of others to sow discord," Xuan Ming said sincerely.

"It doesn't matter. I don't care if they are trying to sow discord. I only know that there is one thing I have wanted to do for a long time."

As Lu Qing finished speaking, he suddenly broke into a bright smile.

Seeing Lu Qing's smile, Xuan Ming suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

However, before he could think it through, he saw Lu Qing softly utter the last sentence. "That is... to kill you all!"

His figure then vanished from the spot.

"Not good, form a battle formation!"

The sense of crisis in Xuan Ming's heart suddenly rose to its peak.

He shouted loudly and threw out a Golden Bowl.

The Golden Bowl grew rapidly in the wind, instantly transforming into the size of a water vat, emitting a hazy golden light, and blocking the way for the group of monks.

However, the next moment, Lu Qing appeared, a long sword that had appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and he slashed at the Golden Bowl without any fancy moves.

Boom! A powerful burst of energy erupted, and the Golden Bowl was directly cleaved away by Lu Qing's terrifying power.

After slicing the Golden Bowl away, Lu Qing swept out a sharp, unparalleled arc-shaped blade of energy, which suddenly slashed forward.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing Lu Qing's sword energy approaching, all the monks of Hanging Sky Mountain were terrified, as they vividly remembered Xuan Nu's fate earlier.

Even Xuan Nu, who had cultivated the Vajra Body, was severely injured by Lu Qing's sword energy. How could they possibly withstand it?

Immediately, all the monks disregarded any formations and used their movement techniques to try and dodge the sword energy.

However, Lu Qing's swordsmanship is unfathomable, and his sword energy is not so easy to dodge.

Amidst screams of agony, when the sword energy dissipated, all the monks of Hanging Sky Mountain, except for a few Elder monks led by Xuan Ming, had been Waist Severing Lu Qing's sword energy! "Ah! It hurts! It hurts! Elder, save me!"

"Elder, save me! I don't want to die!"

"Master, save me!"

The monk who was Waist Severing did not die immediately.

They were all writhing on the ground in agony, screaming and begging Xuan Ming and the others for help.

The scene was so brutal that it chilled the hearts of the other powerful spectators.

At this moment, even the Xuan Ming Xuanming could no longer remain calm.

With a livid face, he made a hand Magic Art and summoned a string of Buddhist prayer beads. The next moment, the beads emitted rays of golden light, which landed on the monk who Waist Severing.

Then, a miraculous scene unfolded: the wounds on the monks who had been Waist Severing slowly stopped bleeding, and they did not die immediately.

However, now that Lu Qing had made his move, he was not going to stop there.

His earlier argument with Xuan Ming was merely an attempt to familiarize himself with the newly acquired power of the Innate Realm.

Seeing that Xuan Ming wanted to save people, he immediately lunged forward again.

But just as Lu Qing moved, a curtain of light suddenly fell from mid-air, blocking his way.

However, the Golden Bowl that he had originally cleaved away had somehow reappeared above Xuan Ming and the others, emitting rays of golden light that enveloped them.

The surviving Elder of the Hanging Sky Mountain also sat cross-legged on the ground, assuming a fighting stance, and used their mental strength to fully control the Golden Bowl.

Lu Qing casually swung his sword, only to find that the light barrier was extremely tough, much stronger than it had been on the Holy Mountain.

Even with his current strength, he couldn't break through it without unleashing his full power.

"As expected of one of the Four Great Secret Realms, you have many methods. It seems that you held back when you fought me that day."

Feeling the power of the light screen, Lu Qing couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

However, his praise sounded more like sarcasm to Xuan Ming and the others.

That day, they used most of the power of the Golden Bowl to suppress and convert the Old Doctor, which gave Lu Qing an opportunity to break the golden light of the formation.

I never expected that this junior would use it to mock me.

Xuan Ming no longer possessed the profound composure he had shown earlier.

His face was ashen as he stared intently at Lu Qing: "Your actions are far too ruthless. How have we, the disciples of Hanging Sky Mountain, ever offended you? Yet you have resorted to such cruelty. Indeed, you have fallen into the demonic path and your actions are no different from those of Evil Demon!"

"You bald monks are definitely better at labeling people."

Lu Qing held a long sword, but he didn't want to engage in verbal sparring with them at this moment. Instead, he carefully examined the light screen in front of him.

"However, how long do you think this Tortoise Shell can protect you?"

After saying that, Lu Qing assumed a stance, focused his mind and gathered his energy, and a sharp blade energy began to condense on his blade.

As Lu Qing gathered his strength, a powerful aura emerged from him, and the terrifying killing intent caused all the powerful onlookers to change color.

They all sensed that once Lu Qing unleashed this strike, it would be earth-shattering! As for Xuan Ming and the others, who were within the golden light shield, they naturally also felt the aura emanating from Lu Qing.

However, Xuan Ming did not show any sign of panic.

He saw that the disciples who had been Waist Severing had temporarily stopped their injuries under the light of the Buddhist beads.

He put the prayer beads back, then took something out of his pocket and tossed it in front of him.

After being thrown out, the object grew larger in the wind, revealing itself to be a three-foot-long, golden Vajra Pestle.

The Vajra Pestle hovered in front of Xuan Ming. He sat cross-legged, staring intently at Lu Qing, his eyes now devoid of any pretense, filled with murderous intent.

"You little beast, now that you have completely fallen into the demonic path, this old monk will no longer show mercy. Prepare to die!"

After he finished speaking, the Vajra Pestle in front of him shone brightly.