"Refreshing! I haven’t felt so exhilarated in a long time!"
High in the sky, the Leaving Fire Tripod had already transformed to the size of a person, flying back beside Lu Qing.
The Chi Dragon formed by "Yan" still coiled around the body of the tripod.
Its eyes were full of excitement.
Ever since it was damaged tens of thousands of years ago, it had not experienced such an impeccably powerful release of its force in a long time.
However...
"This old guy actually survived that?"
"Yan" looked down, somewhat amazed.
The recent strike was already close to one-tenth of the power it had at its peak.
One should know, in its peak days, it was in the hands of a Primordial Spirit Great Power.
This old monk was merely newly entered into the Golden Core Realm, yet he managed to withstand and survive, which was truly rare.
Lu Qing also gazed downward.
At this time, the enormous jade platform had long disappeared, leaving only a massive crater in its place.
And in the crater, the condition of the Suspended Mountain host was utterly tragic.
Half of his body had vanished without a trace, with the remaining half nearly melted away by the burn.
Only his head could barely maintain its integrity.
If not for the exceptionally strong life energy of the Golden Core Realm, he would have been annihilated and completely fallen already.
Yet, even if he didn’t die, the host of the Suspended Mountain was now gravely wounded.
His Magic Power Golden Core was nearly shattered, and his Forehead Acupoint was on the verge of collapse.
With such injuries, even if he could recover, his realm would surely regress, making it difficult to advance.
Lying in the deep pit, looking at the unscathed Lu Qing, the host of the Suspended Mountain was filled with despair.
He hadn’t expected this Evil Demon to be so powerful.
Even though he had used the forbidden method from the temple and had the power of a Spiritual Artifact to assist him, he couldn’t harm the opponent at all.
Seeing Lu Qing, whose aura hadn’t diminished at all, the host of the Suspended Mountain realized that avenging the disciples of the temple with his own power was impossible.
Moreover, after such an earth-shattering collision, the disciples remaining on the mountain couldn’t withstand it, and they might have perished already.
This means that the legacy of the Suspended Mountain, which has lasted for tens of thousands of years, now only has him left alive.
Thinking of this, the host of the Suspended Mountain’s eyes burst with intense venomous gazes once more.
"Evil Demon, don’t be complacent. Though my Suspended Mountain is gone, you won’t have it easy either!
I will take you with me to perish together!"
With that, he spat out a Golden Pearl from his mouth and crushed it with his hand.
As he crushed the Golden Pearl, the entire secret realm suddenly shook.
Subsequently, the giant mountain that had been floating in the air began to tremble, slowly descending.
The space within the secret realm also started trembling.
At the same time, Lu Qing felt an extremely dangerous aura emanating from that mountain body.
"Not good! This Old Monk wants to self-detonate the Spiritual Artifact and completely destroy the space of this secret realm!"
"Yan" suddenly exclaimed in shock, "This secret realm lasted for tens of thousands of years, all due to that Spiritual Artifact maintaining the stability of the space here.
Once that Spiritual Artifact self-detonates and space stability is destroyed, this secret realm will vanish and be obliterated!"
"Hahaha, I didn’t think you, little worm, had some insight."
The host of the Suspended Mountain laughed hysterically upon hearing "Yan’s" words.
"But so what if you see through it, the array keeping the secret realm’s exit has already been destroyed in the previous collision.
You have no way to escape, so stay here and be the burial companion for my Suspended Mountain!"
The host of the Suspended Mountain stared intently at Lu Qing.
Harboring a resolve to die and determined to perish together, what he wanted most now was to witness the enemy’s struggles and despair before death.
If he could see this Evil Demon’s despair before he died.
That, to him, would be the best funeral melody.
However, to the host of the Suspended Mountain’s disappointment, even after hearing they would be staying as burial companions, he still couldn’t see a trace of panic on that Evil Demon.
The other party’s expression had been calm from start to finish, without a ripple.
Contrarily, "Yan" appeared somewhat anxious upon hearing this.
"Young Master, what should we do? The obliteration of this secret realm is no small matter.
By then, even a Primordial Spirit Great Power might not be able to guard against the raging Spatial Power.