Greed Arose in His Heart, Battle Against Nine Tribulations

Whoosh!

Another streak of sword light flashed past, piercing through the head of a Black and White Monastery disciple who had just appeared.

The sword light passed through his body, annihilating his Nascent Soul as well and taking away every trace of life from him.

Bang!

The Black and White Monastery disciple's corpse fell to the ground, its life aura slowly dissipating.

Beside him already lay the corpses of seven or eight Black and White Monastery disciples, all dressed in the same black-and-white Daoist robes.

The square was dead silent.

As the gathered powerhouses watched yet another Black and White Monastery disciple be slain by Lu Qing, shock no longer showed on their faces. There was only numbness.

Even though the one he had just killed was a late-stage Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse at Seventh Tribulation Perfection.

There was no helping it. After witnessing it seven or eight times—no matter how powerful a Black and White Monastery disciple emerged, all being slain by Lu Qing with a single sword—anyone would grow numb.

By now, they understood that Lu Qing's strength had reached a truly unfathomable level.

Though the aura he displayed on the surface was still only Nascent Soul Five Tribulations.

Everyone knew that below Eight Tribulations, no one could withstand a single sword strike from Lu Qing.

So long as a Black and White Monastery disciple appeared, there was simply no outcome other than death.

Unless Mo Tu Shan emerged, perhaps the outcome would be different.

But by now, many people's thoughts had begun to change as well.

Quite a few had started wondering whether, even if Mo Tu Shan came out, he would truly be a match for Lu Qing.

There was no helping it. The strength Lu Qing had displayed during this time was simply too terrifying.