Translator: AnubisTL
Although Li Qing's physical cultivation had stagnated since achieving core formation, with him rarely focusing on tempering his fleshly body, his foundation remained exceptionally strong. His fleshly body was already comparable to a late second-tier demon beast, and his journey to the World of Eternal Night had elevated his vital energy martial dao to the Innate Realm.
At this moment, his physical cultivation realm was equivalent to a quasi-third tier demon beast.
Among core formation realm cultivators, few could match his formidable physique.
"Kill!"
Vital energy surged forth like a raging sea, Li Qing's hair flying wildly as his aura reached its peak!
"Trying to rely on brute force? You're courting death!" The Hall Master of West Mausoleum sneered, activating the West Mausoleum Tower to suppress Li Qing as he descended from the sky.
Boom!
The colossal tower spun rapidly, unleashing a tempestuous wind and overwhelming might.
Yet Li Qing remained unfazed, his expression resolute. With a sudden surge of strength, he hurled the Peerless Hammer.
Clang!
The massive hammer struck the nine-tiered iron tower with earth-shattering force.
A terrifying backlash surged through Li Qing's tiger's mouth, sending a searing pain through his hand.
Yet Li Qing's face remained impassive as he continued to swing the hammer, relentlessly striking the colossal tower.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The dull, resounding strikes echoed endlessly, each blow representing another hammer blow against the West Mausoleum Tower.
"This thing is tough," Li Qing muttered after countless strikes. Even his formidable physique felt his tiger's mouth growing numb.
"Using brute force against the West Mausoleum Tower? You're the most laughable cultivator I've seen in all my years," the Hall Master of West Mausoleum sneered, shaking his head.
Li Qing ignored him, tightening his grip on the Primordial Chaos Peerless Hammer. Through the gaps between his fingers, faint seven-colored radiance flickered.
Myriad Lives Demonic Art! Transformation Chapter!
As the arcane technique activated, seven-colored vital essence flowed like liquid into the Primordial Chaos Peerless Hammer, amplifying its power.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a decade's worth of vital essence, condensed into seven-colored life essence, had been fused into the hammer.
With this done, Li Qing retreated several steps, releasing his grip on the Primordial Chaos Peerless Hammer.
"Go!"
Boom!
Empowered by the seven-colored life essence, the Peerless Hammer suddenly expanded dramatically, transforming into a colossal hammer resembling a small mountain that crashed down with overwhelming force.
This time, the Peerless Hammer, imbued with terrifying power, forcefully sent the West Mausoleum Tower flying once more.
Bang!
The earth churned as the massive tower slammed into the ground, its destructive force reverberating across hundreds of miles.
Witnessing this, the Hall Master of West Mausoleum could no longer maintain his composure. A flicker of shock crossed his eyes.
"How is this possible? How did that hammer become so terrifying all of a sudden?!"
The Hall Master of West Mausoleum was truly panicked now. Just moments ago, it had required the combined power of the Heaven Devourer Ring and the Peerless Hammer to send the West Mausoleum Tower flying.
Yet now, Li Qing had somehow managed to accomplish this feat single-handedly.
"Kill!"
Li Qing seized this perfect opportunity without hesitation.
Wu Chong was currently locked in a fierce battle with the nine nether vicious ghost, and the West Mausoleum Tower, the Hall Master's primary defense, had been sent hurtling away. The Hall Master was now completely isolated and without support.
In Li Qing's palm, another blazing white Shattered Origin Great Fire Seal materialized.
This was the Shattered Origin Nether Fire Seal, forged from Netherworld Cold Fire, capable of unleashing the full power of heavenly spirit fire.
Boom!
The searing white Shattered Origin Fire Seal shot forth at lightning speed, intensifying the already frigid air around it.
"Yin Nether Pupil Technique: Body as Ghost Food!"
A ruthless glint flashed across the Hall Master of West Mausoleum's face as he drew two fingers across the Yin Nether Vertical Pupil on his forehead.
In an instant, the Yin Nether Eye widened further.
Deep within its pupil, countless fierce ghosts seemed to writhe and roar, desperately clawing their way outward.
Simultaneously, eerie shadows began to coalesce beneath the Hall Master's feet.
A swarm of fierce ghosts and yin spirits descended upon him, devouring his fleshly body and draining his yang energy as a living being.
In the blink of an eye, the Hall Master's cheeks and eye sockets had sunken inward, transforming him into a living corpse.
Shriek!
Myriad fierce ghosts roared as they charged directly toward Li Qing.
"Explode!"
Faced with the overwhelming onslaught, Li Qing dared not underestimate the threat. He preemptively detonated the Shattered Origin Fire Seal.
Boom!
A bone-white flame erupted, forming a towering wall of fire that blocked the advance of the countless yin spirits and fierce ghosts.
Perhaps due to the Netherworld Cold Fire's unique suppressive effect on spirit bodies, the fierce ghosts summoned by the Hall Master of West Mausoleum at great cost were all dissolved and melted within the fiery barrier.
Only a handful of ghosts managed to break through, but Li Qing swiftly annihilated them with the Netherworld Cold Fire.
"Impossible! This is Netherworld Cold Fire? How can you possess two heavenly spirit fires?"
The Hall Master of West Mausoleum's face was etched with shock. He had never imagined encountering someone who wielded two heavenly spirit fires.
The black demon flame he had witnessed earlier was clearly another heavenly spirit fire, and the searing white flames now so effectively suppressing the yin spirits were unmistakably the Netherworld Cold Fire!
"There's no such thing as 'impossible' in this world. Prepare to die!" A golden glint flashed in Li Qing's eyes.
Instantly, the surrounding area was enveloped by a domain formed from his divine sense.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In an instant, golden blades materialized from thin air, slashing toward the Hall Master of West Mausoleum!
Within the divine sense killing field, Li Qing could unleash devastating divine soul attacks at will.
Ever since successfully cultivating his Soul Transformation Core, the quality of his divine soul far surpassed that of a core formation true lord, allowing him to unleash such unrestrained divine soul attacks.
The Hall Master of West Mausoleum, weakened by using his body as ghost food, wore a panicked expression as he frantically tried to defend himself. But the golden blades of divine sense mercilessly pierced his brow.
Swish! Swish!
"Ugh! Aaaah!" The Hall Master of West Mausoleum roared in agony, his divine soul critically wounded.
Li Qing expressionlessly raised his hand.
A black spirit crane slowly materialized in his palm.
The crane spread its wings, flapped them in the air, and then, trailing a wisp of black flame, swiftly flew toward the howling Hall Master of West Mausoleum.
Boom!
The spirit crane formed from Spirit Devouring Demon Flame slammed into the Hall Master. The black demon flame instantly spread, engulfing his entire body in flames.
In the end, consumed by despair, the Hall Master of West Mausoleum was completely incinerated by the Spirit Devouring Demon Flame, leaving only a pile of ashes in his place.
The battle had finally concluded!
With the Hall Master of West Mausoleum dead, the powerful fierce ghost he had summoned rapidly dissipated into the heavens and earth.
Without the enhancement of the Yin Nether Eye, the ghost couldn't survive long under the intense yang energy of the Polar Day. It evaporated almost instantly.
"Hahaha, Li Qing, you're incredible! You even defeated the Hall Master of West Mausoleum!" Wu Chong roared with laughter, his excitement palpable.
"Speaking of which, what exactly have you been up to these past few years? How did you reach core formation so quickly?!"
Li Qing sighed in relief at Wu Chong's question. Facing a late-stage core formation true lord in direct combat had been immensely stressful.
"It's a long story..."
Before Li Qing could finish, Wu Chong abruptly looked up at the sky.
The sky was still bright with the Polar Day's endless daylight. He urgently exclaimed, "Quick, no time for stories! Let's head to the yin meridian of the Western Mausoleum Divine Temple now. We might still catch the tail end of the Yin Sacrifice!"
With that, Wu Chong charged into the depths of West Mausoleum Divine Mountain, taking the lead.
Li Qing, however, first retrieved the West Mausoleum Tower, which he had sent flying with a hammer blow moments earlier.
He could clearly sense that the three Po Jun Blades he had refined were all within the tower.
"This tower is extraordinary and must not be lost. I should secure it first."
After carefully storing the miniaturized West Mausoleum Tower along with the three Po Jun Blades, Li Qing flew toward the depths of West Mausoleum Divine Mountain.
(End of the Chapter)
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