Trump Card Deployed, Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, Heart-Piercing Lock!

With a soft snort, Lin Changqing wasn't planning to give the little chick any chance to catch its breath.

Less than thirty percent of the bloody energy within Lin Changqing remained; delaying would lead to complications. Now was not the time to hesitate.

The spear left his hand once more, hurtling towards the Golden Condor.

At this moment, on the ground, Ao Ying, protected by her Wind-Calling Rain-Summoning divine ability, slowly opened her eyes.

The world, which had been buffeted by countless gales just moments ago, instantly became tranquil.

The surrounding mountains and rivers were already shattered and in disarray. A section of the mountain beneath her feet had abruptly jutted out, at least twenty to thirty zhang high.

The hundred-meter cliff wasn't a protrusion; it was the area that had been protected along with Ao Ying when she was shielded by the wind, clouds, and lightning.

The entire landscape had been shaved off by twenty to thirty zhang!

This wasn't just one mountain, but a cluster of mountains, a vast expanse of land spanning ten thousand li!

Within ten thousand li, forget devastation, there wasn't even half a living creature left!

Beyond ten thousand li, however, were countless ravines and gullies, tearing through the land and leaving behind a scene of utter chaos.

What had just happened?

Ao Ying didn't know, but her heart was filled with immense shock.

Looking up, the scene that greeted her eyes was even more astonishing.

The Golden Condor Demon King, which she couldn't even resist for a moment and had been fleeing from without it using its full strength, was now injured after unleashing its full power!

One of its eyes was a hollow socket, the wound outside its eye socket penetrating to the bone and extending straight to its wing, and then...

Ao Ying's pupils constricted. Disbelief was deeply etched into her gaze as she looked at the Golden Condor.

A hundred-zhang-wide hole had appeared in the Golden Condor Demon King's wing!

This...

A Golden Immortal of the middle stage, a Golden Condor Demon King that roamed the Primordial World, had been severely wounded by a human, a Mystic Immortal human!

Looking at everything before her in disbelief, Ao Ying didn't even have time to feel relieved at surviving. Her gaze was fixed on the heavens above.

She saw Lin Changqing's spear leave his hand once more, striking towards the Golden Condor Demon King.

This human was going to attack again; he intended to kill the Golden Condor Demon King!

To kill a middle-stage Golden Immortal with the cultivation of a Mystic Immortal!

Hiss!!

Gasps of cold air echoed across the mountaintop. At this moment, even Ao Ying couldn't believe her own eyes as a member of the Dragon Clan.

And in the sky, the Golden Condor was even more incredulous of what was happening.

He had actually lost, defeated by a Mystic Immortal ant.

By a human, a creature he had viewed as mere sustenance, barely enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

He refused to believe it, yet he had to. Unwilling, yet his heart grew cold!

His divine abilities were broken, his incredibly tough beak, his reliance for traversing the Primordial World, had been directly pierced!

His wing was severely injured, a large chunk missing. Now, the spear was still coming towards him, a fatal threat surging in his heart.

Go!

He had to go. If he didn't leave now, he would perish here!

No longer caring about his middle-stage Golden Immortal dignity, the Golden Condor suppressed the rampant bloody light on his wound. With a flap of his wings, he transformed into a golden lightning bolt and sped towards the distant Primordial World.

"Damn it!!"

Lin Changqing watched the fleeing Golden Condor, gritting his teeth in frustration.

This was precisely what he feared the most.

As a Golden Condor with wings, its speed was unparalleled among Golden Immortals, let alone one that had mastered the power of gales.

Precisely because of this, if he couldn't kill the Golden Condor instantly, after it dodged his killing blow, Lin Changqing had chosen to directly shatter one of its wings.

But even so, the Golden Condor was still incredibly fast now, making it difficult to stop.

Lin Changqing's gaze was icy as he looked in the direction the Golden Condor had gone.

His cultivation realm was fixed. His defense could only rely on the power of Divine Demons to resist head-on, and his offense had powerful divine abilities like the Spear of Divine Demons.

But if he were to pursue now, Lin Changqing absolutely couldn't catch up.

There was no other way; he had to reveal another trump card.

This was precisely why Lin Changqing cursed inwardly.

A trump card was most threatening when it remained hidden. Once used, its effectiveness would greatly diminish.

A small, silver lock appeared in Lin Changqing's hand. Myriad powers of Divine Demons instantly poured into the small lock.

A Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Heart-Piercing Lock!

This was a treasure bestowed upon him by Tongtian, obtained from the Treasure-Sorting Rock, a gift from the Dao Ancestor, and an unparalleled killing treasure in the Primordial World.

To be forced to use such a treasure now, Lin Changqing inwardly cursed the Golden Condor for its cowardice.

It's just death, and as a demon of the Primordial World, it has no courage at all.

However, when the Golden Condor fled, he had no choice but to use this trump card.

If the Golden Condor isn't eliminated, the future troubles will be endless.

After all, it was a famous Golden Immortal of the Demon Clan in the Primordial World. It might even know one or two other demons, and if they teamed up to cause him trouble, it would be difficult to handle.

Of course, Lin Changqing wasn't too afraid of trouble. He was on the verge of breaking through to Golden Immortal, and it was yet to be determined who would win.

But he was human. Who knew if the Golden Condor would seek revenge on the human race?

Therefore, he absolutely could not let this great demon, the Golden Condor, escape.

In his hand, the Heart-Piercing Lock's divine patterns were activated, and the Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure's brilliance flickered.

Spiritual Treasures were divided into acquired and innate. Innate treasures were further classified into four grades: low, medium, high, and supreme.

The difference lay in the number of innate restrictions within them: nine, eighteen, twenty-seven, and thirty-six.

Beyond Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures were Primordial Supreme Treasures, which possessed a full forty-nine innate restrictions, just a sliver away from the perfect fifty.

The process of mastering a Spiritual Treasure was the process of refining these restrictions. It was relatively simple at first, but it became increasingly difficult as one progressed.

The Heart-Piercing Lock in Lin Changqing's hand currently had thirty-six innate restrictions.

Although the Spiritual Treasure was powerful, Lin Changqing's cultivation was utterly insufficient. At the Mystic Immortal realm, even after refining for a thousand years, he had only just reached the fourth restriction.

But even so, it was enough!

Within the Heart-Piercing Lock, four divine patterns were activated. Boundless, surging energy of the Divine Demons instantly filled them, yet it only filled half of the divine patterns.

The better the treasure, the more it consumed magical power.

The Heart-Piercing Lock, with its four divine patterns unlocked, had already surpassed the power a Mystic Immortal could control. Lin Changqing's strength was completely drained. His blood-red scales dissipated, and the images of Divine Demons in his three thousand six hundred acupoints all sat in meditation, rapidly recovering.

Meanwhile, the Heart-Piercing Lock transformed into a stream of light and vanished in an instant.

A stream of light, far surpassing the speed of the previous blood-red light, shot towards the sky at high speed.

Its brilliance was contained; if one wasn't looking for it, it would be completely invisible.

If the Golden Condor's cultivation were intact and it wasn't injured, it might have been able to escape with its speed.

But now, it was impossible!

As the stream of light flickered, it caught up to the Golden Condor.

In an instant, the sharp, murderous aura of the Heart-Piercing Lock erupted, tearing through the heavens and earth. Even the incredibly stable space of the Primordial World trembled slightly!

"No!! Impossible! Who are you, and why do you possess such a terrifying Spiritual Treasure!!"

"Damn it! You're not human, who are you!!"

Sounds of terrified roars came from afar, but Lin Changqing had no intention of listening.

His strength was completely depleted. While not completely exhausted, he couldn't afford to delay.

With a move of his hand seal, the stream of light accelerated further, instantly piercing through the incredibly hard bird's beak, penetrating the Golden Condor's head, and drawing out a spray of blood.

Mid-stage Golden Immortal, dead!!