Chapter 409

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Chapter 409"Young Master, the enemy is a seasoned Golden Core Realm cultivator. We probably only have one chance," Yan's voice echoed in Lu Qing's mind. "I know," Lu Qing replied via spiritual transmission. His foot suddenly stopped mid-step, crushing a massive boulder beneath him. Instead of fleeing, his figure burst through layers of white mist like an arrow loosed from a bowstring. Reversing mid-air, he charged toward the white-robed youth high above. Simultaneously, his mind reached out to two mysterious locations within his body. "Cornered rats fight back?" The white-robed youth sneered as disdain flickered in his eyes. "But do you think I'll let you get close so easily?" Before his words had even faded, a Spiritual Power Hand condensed before him and struck out toward Lu Qing. Even before the Spiritual Power Hand could touch him, its oppressive force abruptly slowed Lu Qing's speed. With a grasp, it clamped him firmly in its palm. "Finally caught you, you ant," the white-robed youth said with a satisfied smile. But his expression changed the very next moment. A massive phantom of a cauldron appeared behind Lu Qing, expanding outward. Not only did it instantly shatter the youth's Ten Thousand Arts Palm, but its immense power sealed the space for miles around. "A Spiritual Artifact?!" the white-robed youth exclaimed, his face drastically changing. He had never imagined Lu Qing possessed a Spiritual Artifact and had waited until now to use it. Feeling the sealing force pressing on him, the white-robed youth's composure evaporated. He could sense that the artifact's grade was high enough to pose a serious threat to him. Panicking, he immediately sought to activate the treasure within his dantian to break free of the spatial suppression. However, just as his spiritual consciousness moved, an invisible ripple disrupted his focus, and illusions flooded his vision. "An illusion technique? Break!" The white-robed youth's shock turned to rage. A body cultivator capable of illusion techniques strong enough to affect him? His formidable soul power surged, and as a Golden Core cultivator, his will easily shattered the illusion in an instant. But by the time his mind cleared, Lu Qing was already in front of him. Lu Qing’s eyes were cold as he gripped his battle blade, his aura exuding a terrifying pressure that sent a chill down the youth's spine. "No!" The white-robed youth could only frantically activate his protective treasure. A layer of white light emerged from his body, just as Lu Qing’s blade, like a bolt of thunder, cleaved toward him. Boom! The powerful impact triggered a violent shockwave, dispersing clouds within a ten-mile radius. The white-robed youth was sent hurtling down from the sky into the dense forest below, toppling countless trees and leaving a trench dozens of feet long. "Still alive? Must be a protective artifact," Lu Qing muttered, sensing that something had absorbed the brunt of his attack. The white-robed youth, lying amidst the wreckage, was pale and bleeding from his chest. A white-scaled armor covered him, with a prominent crack wriggling as it began to repair itself. "What kind of strength is this?" The youth’s eyes were filled with terror and disbelief. If not for his life-saving artifact automatically activating, he would have been bisected by Lu Qing’s strike. What frightened him even more was the sudden surge of Lu Qing’s power. The leap was so immense that even he, a Golden Core cultivator, felt a deep sense of dread. Was this truly the strength of a Peak Foundation Establishment body cultivator? Had Lu Qing been concealing his real cultivation all along? What kind of secret method could evade the perception of someone at his level? As these thoughts raced through his mind, the youth swallowed a healing pill and quickly circulated his core to absorb its medicinal essence, healing his injuries as fast as possible. But just as he regained some clarity, his pupils contracted sharply. A crimson glow appeared in the distance, growing closer. Within an instant, Lu Qing's figure emerged from the shards of ice and water that had shattered his defensive barriers. His body radiated a fiery red light, and even his battle blade was enveloped in the same crimson hue, exuding a kingly aura of destruction. "Stop him! Block him at all costs!" The white-robed youth frantically conjured multiple layers of defensive spells. His face twisted in desperation, and the calm demeanor of a Golden Core cultivator was nowhere to be seen. However, as the spells formed, an invisible shockwave struck his mind, causing illusions to flood his vision once again. "Not this illusion again! Break!" Driven by survival instincts, his will was stronger than ever, and he shattered the illusion in an instant. But that fleeting delay left his spells incomplete. Like paper, the defenses were torn apart by Lu Qing’s blade, which cleaved down upon him once more. This strike was aimed at his head. The youth’s life-saving artifact was extraordinary. As the blade approached, the white-scaled armor extended its defensive coverage, protecting his skull. Boom! Lu Qing’s blade struck solidly, but the armor’s scales absorbed most of the force. Even so, the power of the strike sent tremors through the youth’s body. He could feel the terrifying force transmitting through the armor. "Shake!" Lu Qing bellowed. His blade vibrated thousands of times in an instant, delivering the force layer by layer through the armor. The white-robed youth's head, even protected by both armor and spiritual power, couldn't withstand the mountain-crushing force. In less than a second, his skull was pulverized, exploding like a watermelon.

Chapter 409

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