"Nangong Yuanwu, you old bastard, you have some nerve!"
A cold voice descended from the sky, echoing throughout the entire city.
High in the sky, Gongshu Yu looked down, his eyes filled with murderous intent, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.
Others might not be able to see it at this moment, but he, high in the sky, could see it clearly.
Below, in the ruins outside the city, the wealthy man and his steward lay unconscious on a pile of broken walls, their breaths faint.
Gongshu Yu did not expect that he had already secured victory and completely controlled the situation.
In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed.
Not only are Cai Bo and the steward, both at the Nascent Soul stage, now severely injured and completely incapacitated.
Even the ancestor's primordial spirit fragments were exhausted and completely dissipated because they were protecting him.
Recalling the terrifying torrent of power just now, Gongshu Yu still couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.
If it weren't for the ancestor's partial protection, even if he had other protective magic treasures, he certainly wouldn't have been able to survive such explosive power.
Thinking of this, Gongshu Yu's killing intent surged even more fiercely.
The gaze directed down at Canglan City was utterly terrifying.
This time, his losses were too great.
Not only was his only protective jade talisman gone, but the fate of the two great protectors assigned to him by his clan was also uncertain.
Even if they survive, it's uncertain whether they'll become disabled.
With such heavy losses, it will likely become much more difficult for him to compete with other direct descendants of the clan in the future.
Competition within a clan has always been brutal.
If he falls behind, the resources allocated to him by the clan will inevitably decrease significantly, which is something he absolutely cannot tolerate.
And all of this is because of that old scoundrel, Nangong Yuanwu!
“Nangong Yuanwu, I originally only wanted to capture you and take you back to be punished, but now I’ve changed my mind.”
I will grind you to dust, extract your primordial spirit, refine it into a lamp, and burn it for a hundred years.
I'll make you wish you were dead!
And you demons from the Treasure Pavilion, you all must die!
At this moment, Gongshu Yu disregarded everything else and only wanted to immediately kill the Lord of Canglan City and the Lord of Zhenbao Tower, and extract their souls to torture them.
Only in this way can his hatred be somewhat relieved!
Burning with boiling killing intent, Gongshu Yu didn't even think about healing Cai Bo and the other two first. Instead, he flew down and swooped down towards the location of the Treasure Pavilion.
A terrifying aura emanated from him, like that of a king, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.
Just as they were about to land in Canglan City, a light array barrier blocked Gongshu Yu's path.
"An unattended city-protecting formation dares to block my way? Break it!"
Gongshu Yu's face was icy cold, and a dazzling light appeared on his hand as he suddenly unleashed a huge white fist imprint.
boom!
The enormous fist imprint slammed into the array's light barrier. The violent collision caused the array's light barrier to twist and ripple, revealing numerous tiny cracks.
However, it was the city's protective array that had already suffered considerable damage when it blocked that terrifying torrent of power earlier.
Now, without anyone in charge and facing Gongshu Yu's attacks, it is finally overwhelmed and on the verge of collapse.
Seeing this, Gongshu Yu unleashed another fist strike, causing the cracks on the array's light barrier to expand even further.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, what should we do? Without the City Lord presiding over the formation of Canglan City, it won't be able to stop this person!"
Upon seeing the cracks in the array's light barrier, the Treasure Pavilion Master and the others immediately became anxious.
Although they were both Golden Core Realm experts, the aura emanating from Gongshu Yu was too terrifying, and they had no confidence that they could withstand him.
"What can we do?" Lu Qing sighed. "This person is powerful. He has now locked onto our souls. Even if we try to escape, we won't be able to escape his senses."
Besides, even if we wanted to, the person outside probably wouldn't agree, would they?
"Good lad, your intuition is quite {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} sharp."
At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared.
Leading the group was a middle-aged man in fine clothes, whose powerful aura enveloped the Treasure Pavilion Master and his companions.
It was none other than a powerful expert at the late stage of the Golden Core realm.
The people behind him were also Golden Core Realm experts.
"Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, is that you?!"
Upon seeing the other party, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion's expression changed drastically once again.
"That's right, it's me, you lowly servant. You broke the rules, stole the spirit stones from my Tianji Workshop, and offended Young Master Yu. Do you think you can escape?"
"Stay here obediently and await the young master's arrival, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Indeed, the people who suddenly appeared were none other than the Master of the Mystery Workshop and his companions.
During the previous battle between the City Lord of Canglan and others at the Nascent Soul Realm, the Master of Tianji Workshop simply sensed the aura and immediately hid far away, not daring to make any unnecessary moves.
Now that the situation is clear, he has reappeared, wanting to make an appearance in front of Young Master Yu.
However, he did not act on his own initiative and do anything to the owner of the Treasure Pavilion and others.
Judging from Young Master Yu's current appearance, he already exudes a deep killing intent.
He didn't want to risk offending them.
If you do something wrong, you'll be the one who suffers.
“Miss, I’ll stop them. You take the city lord and go to the city lord’s mansion first. There’s a great formation there that might be able to hold them off for a while longer.”
Just then, a figure blocked the way for the owner of the Treasure Pavilion; it was Uncle Fu, who had been quietly following behind him.
A powerful aura emanated from him, revealing him to be a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.
"Yes, and the City Lord's Mansion too!"
The owner of the Treasure Pavilion suddenly realized something.
However, before the Treasure Pavilion Master and the others could make a move, another voice rang out.
"Want to leave? No way! My Myriad Elephant Pavilion will also help you capture this demon, young master."
As the voice faded, a red-faced old man with wildly unkempt hair and beard appeared with several people, blocking the other direction.
"Even the people from Wanxiang Pavilion have come?" Despair appeared on the faces of the Treasure Pavilion Master and others.
The red-faced old man was blocking the way to the city lord's mansion.
What made them even more desperate was that at that moment, a deafening roar resounded from above, shaking the entire city.
However, the array light barrier of Canglan City finally couldn't withstand Gongshu Yu's repeated attacks and shattered completely.
As the energy storm caused by the shattering of the array's light barrier erupted, Gongshu Yu truly descended upon Canglan City.
"Are you lowly people ready to die?"
"how so?"
Watching Gongshu Yu descend like a demon god.
Despair filled the eyes of the owner of the Treasure Pavilion, and resentment filled his heart.
She spent a century of her lifespan to activate her bloodline supernatural powers.
Finally, in the long river of fate, a glimmer of inspiration was gained.
The opportunity for her to break free from the shackles of fate fell in this small Canglan City.
But now, faced with the current situation and Gongshu Yu's chilling killing intent.
She simply couldn't see any hope that she and the others had of surviving.
"Could it be that the so-called opportunity I spent a century calculating back then was just another mockery of fate?"
Filled with resentment, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion suddenly had an even more desperate thought.
Gongshu Yu's icy killing intent slowly descended.
His gaze first lingered on Nangong Yuanwu.
Seeing that he was half-dead and completely unconscious, he shifted his gaze and finally it landed on the owner of the Treasure Pavilion.
"You lowly wench, because of you, I have suffered heavy losses. I will cripple your cultivation, throw you into the lowest brothel, let you be ridden by a thousand men, cursed by ten thousand, and die a humiliating death!"
Having said that, Gongshu Yu conjured a glass-colored palm and reached out to grab the Treasure Pavilion Master.
"Miss, let's go!"
Uncle Fu roared, his aura suddenly erupting as he lunged at the palm strike.
"act recklessly!"
Gongshu Yu looked disdainful, and his palm suddenly accelerated, striking Uncle Fu directly in a mysterious arc.
A violent burst of air blasted out, and Uncle Fu's body was sent flying.
His body smashed through countless houses before finally collapsing in the ruins, never to rise again.
"Uncle Fu!"
As the owner of the Treasure Pavilion exclaimed in surprise, the azure-colored palm strike continued its relentless attack.
A powerful suppressive force descended upon the Treasure Pavilion Master and his companions.
Even if it wanted to dodge, its body would become sluggish and it would be almost impossible to move.
He could only watch helplessly as the palm of magic drew closer and closer to him.
Judging from the aura emanating from the palm strike, even if the Treasure Pavilion Master and others also possessed the cultivation of the Golden Core Realm, they would likely suffer severe injuries and have their physical bodies shattered by this strike.
Just as the palm strike was about to seize the Treasure Pavilion Master and the others, a sigh suddenly rang out.
Then a soft voice uttered a single word: "Stay."
As soon as that voice appeared, everything around them changed instantly.
The space within a radius of several miles became stagnant.
The incredibly powerful, azure-colored palm strike suddenly slowed down considerably, eventually becoming fixed in mid-air.
They stopped less than three feet in front of the Treasure Pavilion Master and the others, unable to advance an inch.
Not only that, even the powerful figures around them felt incredibly heavy.
Even with their Golden Core cultivation, they were barely able to resist and were suppressed in place, almost unable to move.
"What?!"
Gongshu Yu was also surprised to find that his Taoist arts were being blocked.
At the same time, he also felt an invisible force of suppression trying to descend upon him.
He immediately let out a cold snort, and his body surged with precious light, instantly dissolving the suppressing force into nothingness.
"As expected of the direct descendant of the Gongshu family, one of the thirty-six superior clans of the upper realm, he possesses numerous treasures."
A calm voice rang out, and Gongshu Yu's eyes narrowed sharply as he looked in the direction from which the voice came.
When the other powerful figures saw what that person looked like, their expressions also changed drastically.
Whether they knew the person or not, everyone looked shocked.
"Fellow Daoist Lu!"
The owner of the Treasure Pavilion stared blankly at Lu Qing.
At this moment, a faint, ancient cauldron appeared behind Lu Qing.
Everyone could feel that the power suppressing the surrounding space and Gongshu Yu's palm strike originated from the ancient, illusory image of the cauldron.
"I never expected that there would be a powerful expert hidden in the Treasure Pavilion. Boy, who are you?"
After seeing Lu Qing's appearance clearly, Gongshu Yu's expression turned stern again, and he immediately began to question her.
He seemed completely unconcerned that his palm strike was being suppressed by Lu Qing.
However, beneath Gongshu Yu's outward calm, turmoil was brewing within him.
Because he discovered that he couldn't see through Lu Qing's true intentions.
At this moment, in his perception, Lu Qing was only at the third stage of the Golden Core realm.
However, how could the third stage of the Golden Core cultivation suppress his Taoist arts?
Moreover, judging from what the other party just said, they seemed to know his background very well.
For a moment, Gongshu Yu was filled with doubt and uncertainty.
He immediately urged his secretary, a strange light flashing in his eyes, to look at Lu Qing.
"Who I am is not important, but I have always preferred peace and disliked killing."
Prince Gongshu, now that you have won this battle...
"How about we be magnanimous this once, and spare the Treasure Pavilion Master and his group for my sake? Would that be acceptable?"
The phantom image of the Fire Cauldron behind Lu Qing slowly rotated, and he smiled slightly.
"For your sake?" Gongshu Yu sneered. "Who are you? What gives you the right to ask me to give you face?"
"Young Master, it's him! He's the mysterious talisman maker from the Treasure Pavilion. The newest talisman to appear in Canglan City was made by him!"
Just then, the Master of Tianji Workshop suddenly shouted.
But as he looked at Lu Qing's face, he finally remembered the description of the mysterious talisman maker in the intelligence they had gathered over the past few days.
"So it was you!"
These words caused not only the other powerful figures to tremble.
Gongshu Yu's gaze also turned cold.
"The turmoil in Canglan City was all stirred up by you alone. It seems you are the remnant of the demon race behind the Treasure Pavilion!"
"Young Master Gongshu is truly astute; even at this moment, he doesn't forget to pin a label on me." Lu Qing shook his head. "It seems there's no point in negotiating?"
Gongshu Yu remained silent.
He observed Lu Qing for quite a while, acting as her personal secretary.
They discovered that the other party was indeed only at the third stage of the Golden Core realm.
He was very confident in his secret technique.
That was a secret technique created by a sixth-tribulation ancestor of the clan. No one below the Nascent Soul Realm could escape his detection!
Therefore, the young man in front of him is not some reclusive expert, but rather someone who suppressed his Daoist techniques through other means!
Is it that cauldron-shaped magic weapon?
Gongshu Yu's gaze fell on the ancient cauldron phantom behind Lu Qing, and a look of understanding appeared in his eyes.
The magic that could suppress his techniques must not be an ordinary magical artifact.
This ancient and simple cauldron must be of extremely high quality; it is very likely a top-grade spiritual artifact!
A surge of greed suddenly welled up in Gongshu Yu's heart.
This time, he suffered heavy losses, losing several of his trump cards for no apparent reason.
However, if one could obtain a high-level spiritual artifact, all losses could be made up for.
After all, even for a Nascent Soul expert, not everyone can possess a magic weapon of superior quality or higher.
Thinking of this, Gongshu Yu immediately shouted: "You little remnants of the demon race dare to run wild in my righteous land!"
They thought that by relying on the power of magic weapons and creating a false sense of mystery, they could disguise the past?
"Watch me peel off your skin and expose your true form!"
After he finished speaking, a precious light also appeared on his body.
A suit of armor appeared on his body, protecting him firmly.
At the same time, a pair of boxing gloves also appeared on Gongshu Yu's palms.
The next moment, he swung his fist, and a terrifying white fist imprint was blasted out, heading straight for Lu Qing.
This time, with the help of the magic weapon, the laws twisted wherever his fist imprint went, and its power was much stronger than when he broke through the light barrier of the Canglan City formation.
The omnipresent suppressive force around them could no longer hinder the fist imprint.
As the fist was about to land on Lu Qing, Gongshu Yu's eyes were filled with coldness.
Although the opponent possessed a high-level spiritual artifact, their cultivation level was too low, making it impossible for them to unleash the full power of the artifact.
His gauntlets were also spiritual artifacts, though only of low grade, they could unleash almost all of their power.
Therefore, this kid definitely cannot withstand his punch.
Thinking that Lu Qing's high-level spiritual weapon would belong to him after he smashed Lu Qing with a single punch, Gongshu Yu couldn't help but reveal a hint of smugness on his face.
The Golden Core Realm experts around were all shocked by the power of this punch.
Such a terrifying punch, if it were to land on them, would likely kill them on the spot, annihilating their bodies and souls, leaving not even a trace of their remains.
This punch would probably force even a Golden Core Stage Nine expert to temporarily avoid its power.
That kid's dead meat this time!
This thought involuntarily arose in everyone's mind.
However, the next moment, something even more unbelievable happened.
Despite facing the terrifying fist imprint unleashed by Gongshu Yu, Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged.
He simply extended a palm, a yellow light flashing on it, to meet the fist imprint.
Then, the fist imprint, radiating terrifying power and almost reaching the limit of the Golden Core realm, appeared.
He easily seized her.
The terrifying power contained within was enveloped by a faint yellow light, making it completely unable to erupt.
"It seems there's really no way to negotiate."
Lu Qing sighed softly, then squeezed his palm with all his might, crushing the fist imprint in front of everyone's utterly horrified gazes.
Then his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
When they reappeared, they were already in front of Gongshu Yu.
