"A spatial rift!"
When the group of Nascent Soul cultivators saw the black crack left by Lu Qing's fist, they were all terrified.
Because they all recognized that the black crack was the legendary spatial rift!
Lu Qing's fist was actually able to break through space!
This left the assembled Nascent Soul experts utterly astonished.
It should be noted that this is one of the most vast main worlds in the Great Yuan Immortal Realm.
The spatial rules of the Tianyuan Great World are incredibly stable.
Even for a powerful being of the primordial spirit level, it would be extremely difficult to shake it.
Only those powerful beings who have reached the fifth tribulation of the Primordial Spirit realm and have a profound understanding of the rules of space can achieve this.
Only then can one manipulate the power of space, freely distort and break through space, and perform profound Taoist arts such as spatial teleportation.
Besides, ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators would probably only be able to break through space by relying on the legendary spatial treasures.
Even Elder Xing, at the peak of the Fourth Tribulation, could only shake space at most, even if he exerted all his strength.
Even creating a spatial rift using swordsmanship is extremely difficult.
However, now, all the powerful beings at the Nascent Soul stage can see that the spatial cracks on Lu Qing's fist were not caused by the use of a spatial treasure.
Rather, it was he who forcefully blasted it out with boundless fist power.
One can imagine just how terrifying the power of his punch was.
"A spatial rift?"
True Martial King naturally saw the black cracks left by Lu Qing's fist, and a hint of shock flashed in his originally violent eyes.
However, all of this happened in an instant.
Just as the shock in the eyes of all the Nascent Soul experts was about to surface, Lu Qing's fist collided with the fist of the True Martial King.
As their fists clashed, the space between Lu Qing and the True Martial King violently twisted and trembled.
The next moment, King Zhenwu's expression changed.
He felt that Lu Qing's fist was like the collapse of heaven and earth, and the power it carried was terrifying beyond imagination.
The moment they made contact, his fist was completely disintegrated, followed by unbearable pain.
His fist, along with his arm, shattered instantly.
It was his arm that Lu Qing had smashed with a single punch!
Furthermore, Lu Qing's punch still had momentum, slamming into Zhenwu King's chest, causing him to vomit blood and his massive body to tumble backward and fly away again.
Tear!
Just as Zhenwu King was blasted away by Lu Qing's punch.
The space between him and Lu Qing was like a tattered cloth that had been suddenly torn open with a huge gash, revealing the black spatial turbulence inside.
It turned out that the incredibly stable space of the Tianyuan Great World could not withstand the force of Lu Qing's punch and was directly torn open with a huge spatial rift.
However, the spatial rules of the Tianyuan Great World are indeed incredibly stable, and the crack began to heal rapidly as soon as it appeared.
It was that powerful spatial force that was repairing the cracks in this space.
But such a terrifying scene, when seen by the powerful cultivators of the Primordial Spirit realm watching from afar, made their hearts tremble.
"His fist shattered the void! This demon's power is so great that he can tear space apart with his bare hands. Didn't he just undergo tribulation?"
The human primordial spirit powerhouse was so shocked that he couldn't help but shout out in a trembling voice.
"Even when Zhenwu King unleashed his Demonic Ape form, he was no match for him?"
A demon cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage also cried out in utter shock.
However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.
"roar!"
"Kid, you must die!"
The True Martial King's body tumbled in the air for more than ten miles before he could barely stabilize himself.
He looked extremely disheveled at that moment.
Not only was one of his arms blown off by Lu Qing's punch, but a large hole was also blasted in his chest, revealing his internal organs throbbing inside.
The outside of his body was also slashed by the spatial turbulence that had erupted earlier.
The demonic ape's true form, which was said to be tempered a thousand times and impervious to magical weapons, was as fragile as porcelain in the face of Lu Qing's fist.
Although the injuries appeared to be very serious, the aura of the True Martial King did not weaken significantly.
That's how powerful a primordial spirit demon king who has one foot in the fifth tribulation realm is.
It is full of vitality, as long as it is not a fatal injury such as a shattered skull or a destroyed heart.
Ordinary injuries, even broken arms or legs, are unlikely to damage his fundamental nature.
Even during the retreat, Zhenwu King's injuries were already rapidly healing.
The large hole in his chest continued to grow and heal, and even his shattered arm was rapidly regenerating.
However, since Lu Qing had already taken action, how could he give him a chance to fully recover?
With a single step, a spatial ripple appeared, and his body vanished from its original spot. When he reappeared, he had already traversed a distance of more than ten miles, arriving in front of the True Martial King, and unleashed another punch.
Wherever the fist passed, it still created a spatial rift, causing True Martial King's eyelids to twitch.
He couldn't understand why, judging from the boy's aura, he was clearly a genuine human, yet his physical body was stronger than his own, a demon.
Even the spatial turbulence seemed unable to harm his physical body.
Moreover, wasn't it said that he had just passed the tribulation of the primordial spirit? Why is his power even more terrifying than that of the primordial spirit demon king who has one foot in the fifth tribulation realm?
Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind. Sensing the destructive aura of Lu Qing's fist, True Martial King dared not be careless any longer.
With a thought, a huge golden staff suddenly appeared in his undamaged left hand. Holding the staff in one hand, he slammed it towards Lu Qing's fist.
boom!
Facing the massive golden club that crashed down like a siege pillar, Lu Qing neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead threw a punch directly at it.
In an instant, countless energies erupted, space was torn apart once again, and the True Martial King's body was once again shaken back.
This time, his situation is much better.
He was only knocked back several miles. Apart from his wounds, which had not yet fully healed, being reopened and causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood, he did not suffer any further injuries.
"What!"
However, King Zhenwu could not accept this result.
He hadn't expected that even after using his magic weapon, he would still be at a disadvantage.
Even when the opponent took his magic weapon head-on with his bare body, he was completely unharmed.
"A mid-grade spiritual weapon?"
Lu Qing shook her slightly numb wrist, somewhat surprised.
He had thought the ape was one of those demons that fought with their bare hands, but he hadn't expected it to have such a hidden skill—it actually possessed a mid-grade spiritual artifact.
Fortunately, after achieving the primordial spirit, his physical body is now incredibly strong, and even spatial turbulence cannot cause him any harm in a short time.
Otherwise, you might actually suffer a small loss.
"Um?"
Just as Lu Qing was about to launch another attack, he had a sudden thought and dodged to the side.
Just as he dodged, an extremely sharp sword light almost grazed his body, flying out from behind him and finally landing beside True Martial King, revealing its form.
It was Elder Xing, who was rather thin.
"Xing Jian, you..."
King Zhenwu was also quite surprised by Elder Xing's appearance.
Just as he was about to ask, Elder Xing abruptly interrupted him: "Don't be reckless, True Martial King. This demon is too powerful for either of us to deal with alone. We must join forces to have any chance of destroying it!"
King Zhenwu raised his eyebrows, his arrogant nature prompting him to instinctively refute the statement.
But when he finally opened his mouth, he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.
After suffering repeated defeats at Lu Qing's hands, even his most powerful techniques failed to harm the opponent in the slightest.
He had to admit that, on his own, he might not be a match for Lu Qing.
So, after saying it, he nodded and said, "Alright, I'll team up with you this time."
Seeing that King Zhenwu had agreed, Elder Xing felt a little relieved. He was really worried that the monkey might not recognize the situation and would try to fight alone.
Seeing that they agreed to join forces, Elder Xing turned around and shouted, "And you, immediately form a formation and join forces to assist us in eliminating this demon!"
These last words were spoken to the group of demons at the Nascent Soul stage.
As for the powerful beings of the human race, Lu Qing then noticed that a powerful fluctuation was emanating from their so-called location.
However, while he was fighting with Zhenwu King, they had already formed a battle formation and were ready for battle.
Seeing that the group of demon spirits also began to form a battle formation, Lu Qing did not panic, but instead chuckled.
"I told you all to come on together a long time ago, but you had to wait until now. Well, that's fine, I'm done warming up now. Now, I'll get serious and play with you guys."
These words caused a stir among the powerful beings of both races.
"What, warm-up is over?"
"He wasn't even getting serious yet?"
"He severely injured the True Martial King with one punch, and that was just a warm-up?"
"That's impossible! What he's saying can't be true!"
Hearing the commotion on his side, Xing Jian frowned deeply and immediately shouted, "Stabilize your spirit! Don't let the demonic words disturb your mind!"
"Hahaha, spreading rumors and misleading the public, huh? Then I'll show you what true power is!"
Lu Qing laughed heartily, and with a thought, the hazy magical power in his dantian suddenly began to circulate throughout his body.
Instantly, an aura as vast as that of an ancient behemoth rose from Lu Qing's body.
The aura was so terrifying that it caused all the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators to change their expressions drastically as soon as it appeared. It felt as if a giant mountain was pressing down on them, and they even had difficulty breathing.
Especially the weakest of the demon race's primordial spirits, they felt a terrifying, natural enemy emanating from Lu Qing, and almost couldn't suppress their instinctive fear, wanting to kneel down.
"You should feel honored."
Although Lu Qing's voice was not loud, it resounded throughout the area.
"This is the first time I've used my true strength since successfully transcending my tribulation. It would be your honor to die by my hand. So, are you prepared to face your deaths?"
Lu Qing's words were very arrogant.
But none of the powerful beings at the primordial spirit level, even the most arrogant True Martial King, had the strength to refute his words at this moment.
They were all completely stunned by the aura that Lu Qing had displayed.
After using his gray magic, Lu Qing appeared to them like a demon god resurrected from ancient times.
The aura emanating from him was terrifying; the mere leakage of his aura was enough to distort and cause the space around him to fluctuate.
"You really didn't use your full strength earlier?"
King Zhenwu spoke with some difficulty.
He couldn't accept that Lu Qing, who had just seriously injured him, had only used a portion of his strength.
However, Lu Qing did not answer him this time. He simply swayed and disappeared from the spot.
"True Martial King, be careful!"
The Zhenwu King, whose mind was in turmoil, suddenly heard Elder Xing's telepathic message, which exploded in his mind and cleared his head.
However, just as Zhenwu King came to his senses, he felt an extremely chilling cold coming from above his head.
He looked up abruptly and saw that Lu Qing had appeared above him at some point and was slapping down with his palm.
When Lu Qing struck out with this palm, although his hand was not large, Zhenwu King felt as if the entire sky was collapsing and crushing down on him in an instant.
Everything around him vanished in his perception, turning pitch black, leaving only Lu Qing's jade-like hand, which approached his head with the force of a collapsing sky.
"roar!!!"
Under the intense, almost freezing chill of death, King Zhenwu went completely mad.
He let out a deafening roar, his body erupting with layers of blood mist. His right arm, which had just recovered, and his undamaged left hand, gripping the giant golden staff tightly, thrust towards Lu Qing's palm with overwhelming force.
Under the constant threat of death, Zhenwu King unleashed his true potential, pouring all his power into this single strike.
At that moment, he had only one thought.
If this demon's palm strike were a blow from the heavens, then it would shatter the very sky!
With this thrust, True Martial King even felt that the Fifth Tribulation Realm, which he had already glimpsed, seemed to be getting closer.
A hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He knew that as long as he could withstand this attack, he would truly enter the Fifth Tribulation Realm and achieve the true status of Demon King!
"Overestimating yourself!"
Seeing that the True Martial King disregarded the loss of his own essence and unleashed his strongest attack.
Lu Qing's eyes, however, were filled with indifference.
With a thought, the hazy magical power in his dantian merged into his physical body, causing his physical strength to surge several times over once again.
Then, without any fancy moves, he slapped his palm onto the giant golden staff.
boom!
With the terrifying power erupting, a spatial rift ten feet in diameter was blasted open at the location where Lu Qing and the True Martial King were.
A terrifying spatial turbulence instantly spread out.
Under the influence of the spatial turbulence, the golden giant staff that the True Martial King had placed so much hope in was directly twisted and deformed. An indescribable force emanated from the staff, making it impossible for him to hold it with his hands.
The giant club slipped from his hand, its end sinking down and landing on his chest, piercing him completely and pinning him firmly in mid-air.
Moreover, the power contained in Lu Qing's palm strike completely enveloped the True Martial King.
The palm strike, powerful enough to tear space apart, was so overwhelming that even the True Martial King's tempered and refined demonic ape form was completely unable to withstand it.
In less than a breath, he was crushed into a pile of minced meat!
