"The Fifth Patriarch of the Gongsu Family, has he really died like this?"
"A Great Power of Three Tribulations and Primordial Spirit, can’t even withstand a single sword?"
"Is this Ghost Face Masked Man truly that person from back then?"
"A single sword to slay a Primordial Spirit of Three Tribulations, what kind of powerful being is this mysterious man!"
The sight of the Fifth Patriarch of the Gongsu Family being slain by a sword, falling from the sky.
Countless citizens are utterly shocked, stirring up noise across the entirety of Zhou Tian City.
That was the Fifth Patriarch of the Gongsu Family, having endured three times the Primordial Spirit Tribulation as a Great Power, yet so easily slain?
"Fifth one..."
Seeing his fifth son being killed by a sword, the crane-haired, childlike elder’s heart trembles as well.
He knows this mysterious powerhouse from the sky harbors ill intentions, but still wonders if it’s possible to negotiate.
But witnessing someone who doesn’t say a word, already killed his son upon first meeting.
He suddenly understands that this is far more than ill intentions; it’s entirely targeted at their Gongsu Family!
However, the crane-haired elder still dares not act rashly.
No way, the pressure from this Ghost Face Masked Man is simply too immense.
Ever since his appearance, his Primordial Spirit feels completely enveloped by death’s shadow.
Only sensing darkness in the path ahead, with the death warnings almost making him scream, causing shortness of breath.
Coupled with the terrifying Sword Qi he saw earlier that divided the city.
He knows he can’t possibly be a match for the opponent.
More critically, since earlier, he secretly tried to activate the Circulation Star Array.
Only to discover shockingly that the whole array is in a near-paralyzed state.
The previous astonishing Sword Qi not only split Zhou Tian City in two but completely broke the Circulation Star Array, leaving barely one percent of its power.
The opponent seems fully aware of the Circulation Star Array’s situation and directly destroyed all essential array eyes with one sword.
Rendering their family-protecting array almost completely wasted.
Due to these various reasons, even with his son’s murder, the crane-haired elder continues to suppress his hatred and refrains from acting.
He fixes his gaze on Lu Qing, "Who are you really? My Gongsu Family should not have offended you, is there some misunderstanding?"
By this point, the crane-haired elder confirms that the mysterious Ghost Face Masked Man before him is definitely not that small thief from back then.
That thief was only at the Golden Core Realm, relying on powerful Space Treasure to escape his grasp.
Even with unparalleled talent, reaching Primordial Spirit would already be impressive, enduring one or two Primordial Spirit Tribulations even more so.
No way could he gain such terrifying power in mere decades, defying all logic!
The other Gongsu Family ancestors also realize the person before them can’t possibly be that thief.
This kind of power is beyond that thief’s capability!
Yet Lu Qing isn’t interested in saying much more, his wrist lightly raises, sending forth another Sword Qi.
This Sword Qi remains swift, too fast for even the Primordial Spirit Realm to respond.
Where the Sword Light passes, yet another Gongsu Family elder stiffens up, his brow pierced through, his vitality extinguished, his body falling downward.
"Fourth one!"
The remaining Gongsu Family elders shout again.
But as the words escape, the Sword Light flashes again, abruptly stopping another elder of the Gongsu Family’s voice, the head pierced, extinguishing their Primordial Spirit.
"Demon!"
Seeing three of his sons slain in such a short time before him, the crane-haired elder finally can’t hold back.
With rage and desperation, he summons a Golden Saber and attacks Lu Qing.
He already sees that playing games is useless.
This Ghost Face Masked Man has no intention of negotiation; it’s a situation of life and death.
As the Golden Saber is summoned, the crane-haired elder bellows, "I’ll hold him off, quick escape!"
Yet as his voice falls, a mournful sound arises.
Seeing the Golden Saber not even nearing Lu Qing, but severed by Sword Qi.
The blade grows dull and dim, even the Artifact Spirit within thoroughly extinguished.
"What, even a Middle Grade pinnacle Spiritual Artifact, can’t withstand a single sword?"
Heart and Spirit-linked Spiritual Artifact destroyed, the crane-haired elder’s Primordial Spirit trembles, blood and qi surge.
But more despairing, he sees two more Sword Qi whizzing past him.
"No..."