boom!
A punch landed squarely on his chest, the powerful force of which completely shattered Mo Zhen's chest, causing him to lose his balance and fly backward.
puff!
In mid-air, Mo Zhen couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
But thanks to his powerful Blood Demon body, he did not die. The crimson energy within his body began to circulate wildly, and his chest recovered at a visible speed.
However, this was not the end. Seeing that Mo Zhen was about to escape his attack range, Lu Qing reached out and made a grasping motion. A strange force appeared out of thin air, binding Mo Zhen's body and trying to drag him back.
"That trick again! What the hell is this?!"
Upon sensing that eerie power once more, Mo Zhen roared inwardly.
Just now, he was bound by this invisible force, which slowed his movements and prevented him from blocking Lu Qing's punch.
Knowing that if he were dragged back again and fell into Lu Qing's fighting rhythm, he would probably really be doomed this time.
Mo Zhen could no longer care about anything else. He immediately roared, unleashing a powerful aura. A surge of blood energy spread from his body, instantly pushing away the invisible force, regaining control of his body, and stabilizing his stance.
"Boy, your power may be strange, but if you think you can defeat me with such unorthodox methods, you are being far too delusional."
Mo Zhen stood there, his body emanating a strong aura of blood, which, combined with his scarlet eyes, made him look like a demon incarnate, terrifying and horrifying.
The strange binding force still clung to him, but it no longer had much of an effect on him.
His chest had returned to normal, as if he had never been injured.
Such powerful recovery ability caused the old doctor and the sword-wielding man watching the battle from the mountain gate to change their expressions slightly.
The man with the sword, in particular, felt a chill run down his spine from the aura emanating from Mo Zhen.
"Is that so?"
Lu Qing smiled gently and did not continue to try to pull Mo Zhen back.
He had only mastered this new power for a few days, and the power he could use now was not strong enough to defeat Mo Zhen when he unleashed his full power, which was within his expectations.
However, he was only testing his newly acquired power and did not expect to be able to force a powerful expert at the Lesser Completion of the Innate Realm to the brink of defeat with just this one move.
Now that we've determined the upper limit of this move, there's no need to test it any further.
With a thought, he withdrew the strange power, along with the yellow light emanating from his body, and absorbed it all into his body.
Freed from the constraints of the strange power, Mo Zhen immediately felt a lightness in his body.
But he didn't feel any relief; instead, a piercing aura of death enveloped his heart.
While the Blood Demon Body affected his sanity, it also gave him a beast-like instinct.
Right now, Mo Zhen's intuition tells him that Lu Qing is even more dangerous than before.
He immediately became more vigilant and dared not attack easily again.
At this moment, Mo Zhen no longer held Lu Qing in the same contempt as before; instead, he was filled with apprehension.
This kid in front of him is too strange, so he has to be careful.
"It's clear that your Blood Demon Body is indeed quite something."
Lu Qing slightly assumed a boxing stance, and a golden ball of light shone faintly from the center of his forehead, while the earth spirit pearl, which resembled a star, slowly began to rotate.
"Then I can really go all out now, without worrying about killing you in one go."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang erupted, and a cloud of white mist burst forth from the ground where Lu Qing had been standing. He had already appeared in front of Mo Zhen and punched him in the stomach.
"What?"
Feeling a sharp pain in his abdomen, Mo Zhen's eyes widened suddenly, his body bent over, and he was utterly shocked.
He didn't expect that even with his full concentration on defense, he would still fall victim to the attack.
Lu Qing was too fast. Even though he wasn't bound by that strange power, he still couldn't react in time to block Lu Qing's punch.
"Such fast movement!"
Even the old doctor and the swordsman at the mountain gate were startled by Lu Qing's speed.
Seizing the advantage, Lu Qing didn't hold back this time. With a successful punch, he turned his foot, twisted his fist, shattered the air, and delivered another fierce punch to Mo Zhen's head.
This punch was even more powerful, directly deforming Mo Zhen's head and making his eyes glaze over, let alone defending against Lu Qing's attack.
So, for the rest of the time, it became a one-man show by Lu Qing.
His heavy, battering rams pounded relentlessly against Mo Zhen, like surging waves, one punch after another.
Each punch not only twisted and deformed Mo Zhen's body, but the shockwave also completely shattered the air behind him.
The raging air currents swept around the two of them once again.
Above the mountain gate, the sword-wielding man stared in disbelief at the scene.
To everyone's surprise, Mo Zhen, who had just made his heart pound, was crushed like this by Lu Qing in the blink of an eye.
This can hardly be called a fight; it's practically a one-sided beating.
Mo Zhen couldn't even parry Lu Qing's attacks, let alone fight back.
Lu Qing's attack lasted for a full ten breaths before he stopped.
After the air currents subsided and everything calmed down.
What appeared before him was Mo Zhen, who was no longer human and resembled a lump of rotten flesh.
The only thing whose shape could still be barely discerned was the head.
As for Mo Zhen, he did not die immediately; he still had a trace of life remaining.
Watching Mo Zhen as tentacles continuously sprouted from his body, wriggling slightly, as if trying to reconstruct his body.
Lu Qing said calmly, "Don't waste your energy. Even if you had reached the pinnacle of your Blood Demon Body, you still wouldn't be able to recover in front of me. You've only just begun to cultivate it.
The mass of rotten flesh trembled and then stopped moving.
Its head was slightly raised, as if it wanted to ask something.
Unfortunately, he was completely crippled; he could no longer even emit a spiritual fluctuation, let alone speak.
Lu Qing seemed to know what he wanted to ask and said, "Your realm is too low. You have the power of the innate level, but you don't know how to use it at all. Your control over your body is too poor. How could you possibly block my fist technique?"
However, you are stronger than that grandfather. He could only withstand my punches for three breaths before he couldn't hold on any longer.
The mass of rotten flesh trembled again.
Lu Qing stopped wasting words with him, lightly raised his toes, and kicked him between the eyebrows.
They completely destroyed Mo Zhen's last shred of consciousness.
As his consciousness faded, Mo Zhen's mud-like body shuddered violently, then ceased to show any signs of life.
"Young master!"
Just then, a voice rang out, and the old doctor and the man with the sword came down from the mountain gate and came to Lu Qing's side.
“Young master, I didn’t expect your fist technique to be so powerful. Mo Zhen’s strength is no less than that of a junior master of the Innate Realm, yet you suppressed him from beginning to end without even hurting a single hair on his head.”
The man with the sword looked at Lu Qing with amazement.
"Senior Yan is too kind," Lu Qing said with a smile. "Mo Zhen's power was obtained by taking a shortcut through cultivating evil methods. He has the power, but his realm is not up to par, so he cannot fully utilize it. He is still quite different from a true beginner in the Innate Realm."
Even if it were you, senior, you could easily cut him down with your sword.
“Otherwise, Mo Zhen’s evil magic is indeed powerful, and I’m afraid I’m no match for him.” The sword-wielding man shook his head.
He had personally experienced the aura that Mo Zhen had unleashed earlier.
That heart-pounding feeling told the swordsman that if he were to step in, he might not be able to withstand Mo Zhen's power.
Lu Qing smiled, did not continue to argue with him, and turned to look at the old doctor.
“Master, I think the disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect have probably all been harmed by Mo Zhen with his evil formation. Now that he is dead, the Flowing Cloud Sect is completely destroyed.”
"Yes, I never expected it to end like this," the old doctor sighed.
In his spiritual perception, the Flowing Cloud Sect was completely empty, with almost no living beings remaining.
"This is called retribution. Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish. The Liuyun Sect has been committing evil in Yunzhou for many years. Its disciples are all arrogant and domineering. I'm afraid they never thought that one day they would die at the hands of their own sect leader."
The man with the sword also sighed.
Although he despised the Flowing Cloud Sect, he never expected that this powerful sect, which was considered one of the most prominent in Yunzhou, would be destroyed in such a way.
“Evil arts are against the will of Heaven and are destined to be punished by Heaven. This outcome was predetermined from the moment Mo Zhen and their Supreme Elder began practicing evil arts.” Lu Qing shook his head.
He possessed a lineage of immortal cultivation, which gave him a deeper understanding of this point.
The Li Huo Sect's lineage contains records about demonic and evil paths.
It says that the cultivation method of the demonic path, although it allows for rapid progress and the attainment of great power in a short period of time.
However, this cultivation method is too cruel and immoral, which is against the harmony of heaven and earth, and is easily targeted by the will of heaven in the dark.
When your level is low, you might not feel it, but as your level increases, the targeting will become more and more obvious.
Take the tribulation as an example. In the path of cultivation, after reaching a certain high level, one must undergo the baptism of lightning tribulation.
Ordinary cultivators, though unlikely to survive the tribulation of lightning, still have a certain probability of success.
For those who follow the path of evil, the probability of surviving the tribulation is more than ten times greater than that of ordinary cultivators.
It can be described as a true life-or-death ordeal; out of a hundred cultivators who have undergone tribulation through the path of evil, probably only a few will be able to survive.
Even those truly powerful and skilled practitioners of the demonic path cannot escape the Heavenly Dao's targeting, let alone half-baked demonic cultivators like Mo Zhen and Mo Hu who only have a superficial understanding.
Having practiced evil arts, yet daring to act so arrogantly and domineeringly, this is tantamount to courting death.
Lu Qing finally understood why his master had such a premonition when he saw the chubby middle-aged man and his disciples.
That was probably some kind of divine will, warning the master that it wanted to use him to eliminate the malignant tumor that was the Flowing Cloud Sect.
It seems that Master is truly blessed by heaven, even the heavens are favoring him.
Lu Qing's gaze toward his master suddenly became somewhat strange.
"Aqing, what's wrong?"
The old doctor noticed his disciple's gaze and was somewhat puzzled.
"It's nothing." Lu Qing withdrew his gaze and said, "Master, now that the Flowing Cloud Sect has been destroyed, I want to go in and investigate to see if there's anything we can use. Senior Yan, you shouldn't mind, right?"
Lu Qing said the last sentence to the man with the sword.
"Of course not!" the sword-wielding man hurriedly said. "This time, we were able to destroy the Liuyun Sect and rescue our fellow cultivators in Yunzhou, all thanks to the help of you, young master and senior. The treasures in the Liuyun Sect are naturally your spoils of war. You may take them, we will not interfere."
"I wouldn't take everything. Let me see what I can use first, Master. I'll go in now."
Lu Qing chuckled lightly, lightly touched the ground, and headed towards the magnificent complex of buildings within the Flowing Cloud Sect.
“My youngest disciple is unruly; please forgive him, Layman Yan.”
The old doctor apologized to the man with the sword.
"I wouldn't dare," the swordsman quickly replied. "But I didn't expect that young master would have such a lively side. I thought he had always been so calm and collected."
The man with the sword wasn't just being polite; he was genuinely surprised.
Lu Qing's actions have always exuded a sense of mystery, as steady as a mountain, as if everything is under his control.
He completely lacked the carefree spirit of a typical teenager.
His sudden liveliness surprised the swordsman.
"Aqing has always been more interested in treasures and the like," the old doctor said with a smile.
Lu Qing moved quickly within the Flowing Cloud Sect.
At the same time, he had already activated his supernatural abilities and was investigating along the way.
He still harbored considerable expectations.
As the saying goes, "A horse won't get fat without night grass," meaning that the vast majority of wealth in this world is concentrated in the hands of powerful families and sects.
This also includes all sorts of strange things.
After hundreds of years of plundering, it's hard to say whether these powerful forces have amassed any rare or unusual treasures.
Just like the Wei family and the Zheng family, one possesses a spiritual artifact like the Fire Cauldron, while the other possesses a supreme earth-elemental treasure like the Earth Spirit Pearl.
The Liuyun Sect has a history of nearly a thousand years, and its power and foundation are even stronger than those of the Wei and Zheng families. If there are indeed treasures that he likes among them, then the trip will not have been in vain.
As Lu Qing swiftly moved °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° through the Liuyun Sect, he noticed numerous human-shaped bloodstains covered with clothing during his search.
The situation was exactly the same as in Liuyun Town.
It should be that when Mo Zhen activated the Blood and Flesh Refining Soul Array, his physical essence and blood were refined away.
Judging from those clothes, their owner must have been a servant or someone of low status.
No wonder he hadn't sensed any living beings here before; they had all been refined to death.
Lu Qing frowned, thinking to himself that Mo Zhen was truly ruthless, not even sparing these ordinary people. He should have tortured him a little longer.
Putting aside his thoughts and ignoring the human-shaped bloodstains, Lu Qing continued searching through the buildings.
Finally, he stopped in front of a tall tower.
"The Treasure Pavilion? That's it." Lu Qing smiled.
