A Small Test of Skill, the Curse-Killing Art Shows Its Might!

With Lu Qing's current strength, crushing a Demon Clan member who had only just entered the Nascent Soul Realm was as easy as crushing an ant.

Cang Jue's body, along with his Nascent Soul, was directly crushed by an unimaginable force, turning into flying ash.

From beginning to end, Cang Jue had not even managed to let out a scream before he completely perished, his body and soul destroyed.

Even a wisp of strange fluctuation spread along some mysterious connection toward the Nirvana Demon Lord.

"My son!"

The Nirvana Demon Lord watched helplessly as Lu Qing crushed Cang Jue in one grip, yet he had no time to stop him at all.

All he could do was let out a grief-stricken, furious roar.

But immediately afterward, his expression changed drastically again.

With a movement of his hand, a pitch-black Soul Lamp appeared in his palm.

Yet at this moment, there was not the slightest trace of soul aura within the Soul Lamp. It was steeped in Death Qi, like a dead object.

"My son's soul fragment stored in the Soul Lamp has been extinguished?"

The Nirvana Demon Lord stared at the deathly, empty Soul Lamp, disbelief filling his eyes.

For the fragment of Cang Jue's divine soul originally stored within the Soul Lamp had already vanished completely, utterly extinguished.

And once the soul fragment was destroyed, it meant that Cang Jue no longer had even a chance of resurrection.

"Boy, what did you do? Why has my son's soul fragment also been extinguished?!"

The Nirvana Demon Lord abruptly turned to Lu Qing.

"What? Cang Jue's Soul Lamp has gone out?"

"How is that possible?!"

"How did he do it?"

The other powerful figures were all shocked upon hearing this.

Everyone knew that a Soul Lamp could preserve a living being's