The monster formed from the fusion of those three Demonic Cultivators possessed strength close to the Nascent Soul Realm, but how could it possibly withstand the refinement of Southern Samadhi Fire?
In the span of a single breath, it was reduced to ashes and refined into nothingness, unable even to let out a scream.
Lu Qing's mind, however, did not stir in the slightest.
The moment he learned that these three fiends had captured hundreds of thousands of living beings for blood sacrifices and refined a demonic Evil Treasure,
he had already sentenced these Demonic Cultivators to death in his heart. They were doomed without question.
Even the remaining Demonic Cultivator hiding away would be found somehow and utterly exterminated.
Moreover, after the soul-searching just now, he had already gained a way to locate that Demonic Cultivator.
After destroying the monster, Lu Qing finally walked over to the other Space Cage imprisoning the Chilling Old Man.
Seeing the Chilling Old Man seated cross-legged within it, looking utterly calm and composed,
Lu Qing was somewhat surprised. "Has he been this calm all along?"
"When he first entered, he did try to struggle and break out of the cage," Yan answered. "But after realizing it was futile, he gave up. Still, this man seems to have something to rely on. After calming down, he has remained like this. I do not know what backing he has."
"Something to rely on?"
Lu Qing smiled. Remembering the information on the note he had found on the Chilling Old Man that day, he waved his hand and removed the Spatial Prison's effect of blocking perception.
The Chilling Old Man sat cross-legged inside the Spatial Prison. Originally, all he could sense around him had been void and darkness.
Suddenly seeing light all around him, he was