Lu Qing steered the golden boat at an extremely fast speed, and before long, they had already reached the outer edge of the Lingshan Mountain Range.
While passing through a small town, the Taoist Yangming, who was strolling on the street, felt something, looked up at the sky, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"That golden light! It's from that mysterious powerful figure! What is he going to do?!"
Looking in the direction the golden light had gone, Yangming Daoist felt a chill run down his spine.
Ignoring the fact that they were on the street, an aura emanated from their bodies, and they used their movement technique to leap into the air, causing a stir among the crowd.
When Yangming Daoist arrived in the sky, he found that the golden light had already disappeared. He had no choice but to head towards the Lingshan Mountain Range in the direction he had just seen.
Lu Qing naturally knew that many people below must have noticed his movements.
However, he didn't care, or rather, it was something he did intentionally.
After all, the more people who know what he's about to do, the better.
Following the speed of the golden flying boat, Lu Qing quickly arrived above the Lingshan Mountain Range, looking down at the most majestic and towering peak.
He could sense that Lingshan had changed a lot since his last visit a few days ago.
With their qi and blood surging to the sky, not only did they gather many more powerful individuals than last time, but the earth's energy in the mountains and rivers was also subtly organized into a more orderly manner.
The surrounding spiritual energy was also slowly flowing and gathering.
Clearly, in the past few days, the Hanging Mountain has not simply remained inactive and stagnant.
Instead, they took the opportunity to set up a powerful formation nearby.
However, do you think that you can protect yourself with just a hastily set-up formation?
Lu Qing's gaze gradually turned cold.
With a wave of his hand, he formed a hand seal, and a small cauldron, about the size of a thumb, flew out from his neck and hovered in front of him.
"Senior Yan, let's get ready to begin."
Just as Lu Qing unleashed the Fire Cauldron, some people in the Spirit Mountain below also noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky.
"Look everyone, what's that in the sky?"
"A golden boat! And a figure wearing a ghost mask—it's that demon!"
"A demon has appeared! Quickly notify the Supreme Elder!"
The golden boat that Lu Qing was riding was far too conspicuous.
Especially since he recently used this small boat to ambush and kill disciples of the Suspended Mountain, it has become one of his trademarks.
Therefore, the disciples of the Suspended Mountain below were terrified when they saw the strange phenomenon in the sky.
There's no way around it; a person's name is like a tree's shadow.
Lu Qing has been doing something crazy lately. He has single-handedly forced the entire Suspended Mountain to retreat into the Ling Mountain range.
This gave him immense intimidation among the many disciples of Suspended Mountain.
"What's the panic!"
Just as everyone on the suspended mountain was feeling panicked and helpless.
The figure of the red-faced old monk suddenly appeared. He first scolded these useless disciples, and then looked up at the sky with a solemn expression.
He hadn't expected Lu Qing to appear here openly at this time.
When he saw the golden boat standing on Lu Qing's feet, his heart ached.
Ordinary disciples may not know about the affairs of the Supreme Elders, but how could he not know that they are the instruments of life and death?
"Who exactly are you, and what grudge do you have against my Suspended Mountain? Why are you trying to ambush my Suspended Mountain disciples?"
Although he hated Lu Qing to the core, the red-faced old monk still wanted to find out his identity.
Given the caution the other party has shown recently, their public appearance at this time must be quite unusual.
Therefore, he secretly communicated with Lu Qing through his mind while simultaneously trying to stall him with words.
However, Lu Qing had no intention of communicating with the bald monks below.
His gaze was cold and sharp as he activated his magic seals. The Fire Cauldron, which was suspended in front of him, slowly rotated, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the surrounding world was rapidly gathered towards it.
As a large amount of spiritual energy was absorbed into the cauldron, the Li Huo Cauldron gradually expanded, and its previously restrained power began to emerge.
It was sensed by the disciples of the Suspended Mountain below.
Only then did the red-faced old monk notice the small cauldron floating in front of Lu Qing.
Upon sensing the aura emanating from the Fire Cauldron, his expression changed drastically.
"That's... a magical artifact?!"
The red-faced old monk stared intently at the Fire Cauldron in front of Lu Qing, his eyes filled with disbelief.
It seemed like they wanted to confirm whether it was really what they had imagined.
However, as the Fire Cauldron gradually grew larger and the aura it emitted became increasingly terrifying.
Even if the red-faced old monk found it hard to believe, he had to accept that it was indeed the aura of a spiritual artifact.
No wonder that even with the combined efforts of the leaders and others, and even with the help of the spiritual artifacts suppressed in the secret realm, they were unable to deduce any information about this mysterious ghost-faced man.
It turns out that the other party also possessed a magical artifact!
At this moment, the red-faced old monk finally understood why they could not deduce Lu Qing's whereabouts no matter what they did.
Magical artifacts of the spiritual level contain the power of laws, which can shield them from the secrets of heaven, making them unpredictable.
This mysterious, ghost-faced man possesses a magical artifact, so naturally no one can deduce his information.
However, although they were shocked that the other party could control a spiritual artifact that was extremely precious even in the ancient era of cultivation.
But the red-faced old monk knew that there was no time to dwell on this now.
Looking at the small cauldron in the sky that was emanating an increasingly terrifying aura, he immediately understood the purpose of the mysterious ghost-faced man's appearance.
The other party actually intended to attack their Suspended Mountain with a magical weapon!
"All disciples, disperse immediately and leave this place! Run as far away as you can! Quickly!"
The red-faced old monk suddenly shouted loudly, roaring wildly at those around him.
The disciples of the Suspended Mountain who were around had never seen the Supreme Elder so out of control, and they were all stunned.
But they quickly realized what was going on.
They naturally sensed the aura emanating from the small cauldron in the sky.
Feeling that aura that could make one's heart tremble, even a fool would know how powerful it was.
After only a moment of hesitation, all the disciples of Suspended Mountain used their movement techniques to flee in all directions.
A layer of golden light emanated from the red-faced old monk.
A formation flag suddenly appeared in his hand, and with his mental focus, the mountain peak where he was located lit up with the light of a formation.
"Trying to escape now? Too late!"
From Lu Qing's perspective, he could see that a layer of array light was protecting the mountain peak where the red-faced old monk was located.
The disciples of Xuankong Mountain scattered and fled in all directions, as if a tree had fallen and monkeys had scattered.
His gaze was cold, and a hint of mockery appeared on his face.
With a change of hand seals, the Fire Cauldron in front of him, which had already condensed its power to the peak, suddenly swelled up to a size of three zhang.
Then Lu Qing pointed with a magic gesture, and the mouth of the Fire Cauldron turned downwards.
"go!"
"roar!"
With Lu Qing's command, a dragon's roar resounded from the sky.
The enormous Fire Cauldron, carrying flames that filled the sky, crashed down like a burning mountain!
