owlsbooks Chapter 77 Instantly Kills Zhao Fengyun
Chapter 77 Instantly Kills Zhao Fengyun
"confidence?"
Zhao Fengyun chuckled, his eyes filled with smugness:
"Do you know the power of this Mysterious Light Crimson Fire Banner? This banner is a set of four. When you gather a set, you can set up the Four Symbols Burning Fire Array. When you gather two sets, you can set up the Eight Trigrams Burning Furnace Array."
If all sixty-four poles could be gathered, they could even set up the Heaven-Burning Annihilation Array.
This time, our master bestowed upon us a total of twelve Mysterious Light Crimson Fire Banners. Although we couldn't form three sets due to the shortage of three people, their current power is such that even a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation would be refined to death if they couldn't escape!
Fan Jingmei didn't reply, but kept her eyes fixed on the formation, still without any worry in her heart.
After all, given Luo Qing's strength that she had witnessed, it wouldn't be difficult for this man to escape. The fact that he hadn't made a move at all could only mean that he was absolutely certain of victory.
Seeing this, Zhao Fengyun stopped pressuring her. Since the other party couldn't escape anyway, it was better to let her give up.
Time passed by little by little, and the time it takes for an incense stick to burn quickly came to an end.
The flames within the formation continued to burn fiercely, yet Luo Qing's figure remained clearly visible. Not only had he not been refined, but his aura had not weakened in the slightest.
In contrast, the eight Crimson Fire Island cultivators who had set up the formation gradually turned pale, their foreheads were covered in cold sweat, and their breathing became increasingly rapid.
Maintaining the Bagua Furnace Formation requires a continuous output of a large amount of mana. Although they are Foundation Establishment cultivators, they are gradually finding it difficult to sustain such high-intensity consumption.
"Big...Senior Brother, something's not right!"
A cultivator from Crimson Fire Island spoke with difficulty, his face no longer showing the contempt he had shown before, and his eyes were now filled with fear as he looked at the figure in the formation.
"Useless trash!" Zhao Fengyun's face darkened, and he shouted sternly, "Hold on a little longer! That kid is probably about to give up too. If we just persevere a little longer, we can refine him!"
But a question arose in his mind: according to common sense, Luo Qing should have been burned to ashes long ago.
Judging from his appearance, he must have cultivated some kind of body-refining technique, but his physical aura isn't particularly strong, so why is his defense so astonishing?!
"Meng Bao, remember the array patterns and runes around you. After you take down the array flags, immediately draft a reforging plan."
Luo Qing showed no signs of giving up at this moment, and even had the mind to communicate with Meng Bao.
"Received, Master! The array patterns have been recorded. The preliminary reforging plan is being drafted, requiring Golden Light Divine Fire and Crimson Gold Rock as core materials."
Luo Qing nodded in satisfaction, looked up at the outside of the formation, and indifferently swept his gaze over the eight pale-faced cultivators from Crimson Fire Island, a cold smile curving his lips.
"How's it going, everyone?"
The eight people remained silent, their meridians already throbbing with pain, and their dantian feeling increasingly empty.
"Senior Brother, it's truly hopeless! This person must have a secret treasure protecting him!"
"Our magical power is almost exhausted. If this person breaks the formation, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
"No, Senior Brother, you must stop him!"
...
As soon as the words were spoken, the phantom of the three-legged alchemy furnace began to sway slightly, showing signs of instability.
"How boring! I thought you guys could give Luo some surprises. I'm not playing with you anymore!"
After saying that, Luo Qing suddenly threw a punch, and the dark golden fist shadow slammed hard onto the phantom of the alchemy furnace.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion resounded throughout the entire Mirror Tower, and a large portion of the illusory alchemy furnace was instantly shattered.
The eight cultivators from Crimson Fire Island suffered a backlash, simultaneously groaning and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
As soon as they loosened their grip, the Xuan Guang Crimson Fire Banners flew out of their hands and came to Luo Qing, where they were put into his storage bag.
"Impossible!" Zhao Fengyun's pupils shrank, staring at Luo Qing in disbelief. "How could you possibly still have the strength to break the formation?!"
"Nothing is impossible. I'll ask you one last time: surrender or die!"
Luo Qing ignored the fallen Crimson Fire Island cultivators and walked step by step toward Zhao Fengyun. Although his aura remained unchanged, it was now incredibly oppressive.
"Submission?"
Zhao Fengyun seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and suddenly flew into a rage:
"Just because he has a fire-resistant treasure, he thinks he's invincible. Only death can make him submit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Qing's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he said, word by word:
"Then you should die!"
Before he finished speaking, a strong bloody light suddenly flashed across Luo Qing's body, and his murderous aura burst forth as if it were a tangible substance. He vanished from his spot in mid-air at an extreme speed, leaving no afterimage behind.
Before anyone could react, Luo Qing's figure had already appeared behind Zhao Fengyun, making a forward-charging gesture, leaving only a thin streak of bloody light in the air.
"Why am I so short? That's...that's my back?"
Wait, where's the head?
Oh, I'm the head....
As Zhao Fengyun turned his last thought, his consciousness plunged into boundless darkness.
Luo Qing slowly stood up, holding a head in her hand, a head filled with astonishment—Zhao Fengyun's severed head.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
The cultivators from Crimson Fire Island, who had initially held onto a sliver of hope, trembled with fear upon seeing Zhao Fengyun's corpse and the head in Luo Qing's hand. Their eyes were filled with extreme terror, and they dared not even breathe.
The initial arrogance and mockery vanished completely, leaving only a deep-seated awe!
Luo Qing casually tossed the head to the ground, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the crowd, his tone utterly emotionless:
"Who else wants to die?"
Several quick-thinking individuals immediately knelt down and bowed to Luo Qing:
"I am willing to submit! I only beg you, fellow Daoist, to spare my life!"
The others echoed his sentiments, no longer harboring any thought of resistance, only hoping to save their lives.
Luo Qing nodded in satisfaction, turned to Fan Jingmei, took out a jade bottle, and instructed:
"Go and feed each of them a 'Perforated Intestine Pill.' This is a secret medicine of Whale Corpse Island. Even with a proper antidote, when the poison takes effect, even Foundation Establishment cultivators will die from their intestines rupturing!"
This time, Luo Qing wasn't fooling these people; he had genuinely discovered this poison pill in the storage bags of his senior brothers.
Fan Jingmei only came to her senses at this moment, and she realized that Luo Qing had been hiding her strength from her.
Before long, following Luo Qing's instructions, she had the remaining eight Foundation Establishment cultivators from Crimson Fire Island take the Intestine-Penetrating Pill.
"Very good. I am not some kind of demon. As long as you do your job well, you will not only receive the antidote, but you will also receive benefits in the future."
Now, all of you go out and collect as much red gold rock as possible.
At Luo Qing's command, the eight Crimson Fire Island cultivators immediately bowed and walked dejectedly out of the Mirror Tower.
As soon as they disappeared from sight, Fan Jingmei couldn't help but run to Luo Qing's side and excitedly punched him in the chest:
"You rascal! You should have told me you were this strong! You made me worry about you for nothing!"
"Ahem!"
However, after being struck by the hammer, Luo Qing coughed violently, and blood foam dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"What's wrong with you, you rascal?!"
Fan Jingmei was immediately startled.