CHAPTER 431

The multicolored crystalline glow of the Ten Thousand Arts Palm radiated outward as soon as it condensed, unleashing a wave of oppressive might across the surroundings. The faintest leak of its aura caused the massive golden dragon, which the monks of Xuankong Mountain had summoned with their combined strength, to flicker like a candle in the wind, its golden light dimming precariously.

Even the once-rapid ascent of the dragon ground to a sudden halt. It seemed as though it had plunged into a mire, struggling to move forward.

“What… what is that thing?”

The monks of Xuankong Mountain, gazing at the colossal, sky-covering multicolored palm, felt a pressure akin to a collapsing mountain and a roaring tsunami.

Their eyes were vacant, their faces marked by disbelief.

Even Elder Jinchong, a mighty Golden Core Realm cultivator, stood dumbfounded, unable to believe his own senses.

There was no avoiding it. The palm summoned by Lu Qing was too horrifying to fathom.

Simply gazing at it was enough to instill primal terror, let alone enduring the suffocating pressure radiating from it.

“Die!”

Lu Qing infused the Five Elements Spiritual Power into the Ten Thousand Arts Palm, harnessing the very Laws of Heaven and Earth to complete its formation. Without hesitation, he pressed the gigantic palm downward!

A thunderous boom erupted as the palm moved, its force earth-shattering and sky-sundering!

The enormous palm, spanning several miles, descended with overwhelming strength. Its might was indescribable, creating powerful whirlwinds in the air.

At its edges, bursts of white mist formed as layers of energy detonated with explosive ferocity.

“Not good!”

The oppressive aura of death jolted Elder Jinchong to his senses.

He roared, “Everyone, unleash your full strength! If we can’t block this attack, we’re all doomed!”

The other monks, awakening to the peril, immediately coughed up essence blood onto their array. They pushed their spiritual power to its limits, heedless of the cost.

Their desperate exertion came with dire consequences. Faces turned ashen, and some monks began bleeding from their seven orifices, their appearances ghastly.

Yet no one dared to falter.

The sheer terror of Lu Qing’s overwhelming attack left them no choice but to fight for their lives. Failure now meant there would be no chance to fight at all.

With their efforts, the golden dragon in the sky seemed to revive, glowing brighter and exuding even greater might. It roared ferociously, surging upward toward the descending Ten Thousand Arts Palm.

“We must hold it back!”

The monks focused all their will on the golden dragon.

One monk, his spiritual power stretched to its limits, even sensed his cultivation realm loosening under the pressure. He realized that the immense stress imposed by Lu Qing’s attack had forced him to unlock new potential. ŕ𝖆ℕοＢƐꞨ

After this battle, he would surely overcome his Heavenly Tribulation and achieve the Golden Core Realm!

Though this seemed lengthy to describe, all of it—from Lu Qing summoning the Five Elements Ten Thousand Arts Palm to the monks pushing their powers to the brink—occurred in mere moments.

The golden dragon, empowered by the monks’ life force, finally clashed with the colossal palm amidst their desperate hopes.

However…

A faint hum resonated.

The moment the Ten Thousand Arts Palm trembled slightly, the golden dragon’s radiance instantly extinguished, and it shattered into countless fragments.

Not only was the golden dragon obliterated, but the monks’ Buddhist Artifacts also suffered severe damage, their lights dimming as they scattered.

The palm itself?

It remained unscathed.

It did not even slow.

The scene resembled an insect vainly challenging a towering giant, crushed effortlessly in a single slap.

“A praying mantis stopping a chariot… an ant shaking a tree!”

Thump!

As the golden dragon disintegrated and the Buddhist artifacts crumbled, the monks connected to them by their spiritual senses spat blood and collapsed to the ground.

Their faces were etched with terror as they watched the massive palm continue its descent like the collapse of the heavens.

Boom!

The palm struck where the Xuankong Mountain monks stood, shaking the earth and leveling the mountain beneath them.

The boundless force rippled outward, creating undulating waves across the ground within a ten-mile radius.

Rocks and trees were uprooted and flung skyward, only to crash back down in disarray.

The apocalyptic scene was akin to the arrival of doomsday.

After a long moment, as the chaos subsided, Lu Qing withdrew his palm.

The landscape below revealed the devastation—mountains leveled, leaving behind an enormous palm-shaped crater. The five fingers of the imprint were distinct and clear.

As for the Xuankong Mountain monks, their life force had long since dissipated, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Lu Qing surveyed the massive destruction he had wrought, nodding in satisfaction.

Over the past month, in addition to refining his Perfect Golden Core technique, he had also delved into the daoist arts acquired from the Mo Hu brothers. Among these, the Ten Thousand Arts Palm of the white-robed youth had captured his interest, and he had studied it deeply.

Through his efforts, he successfully integrated the palm technique with his own spiritual power attributes, creating the Five Elements Ten Thousand Arts Palm.

Because it embodied the power of the Five Elements, its might far surpassed the original technique.

This was the first time Lu Qing had unleashed it at full strength, and the results exceeded his expectations.

The Five Elements Ten Thousand Arts Palm proved as formidable as his blade techniques and could now serve as one of his trump cards.

If he had used it during his battle against the gray-robed man, the opponent would have been obliterated in a single move, with no chance to struggle or escape.

Glancing at the massive palm imprint, Lu Qing extended his hand, drawing in dim golden lights from all directions.

These were remnants of the monks’ shattered Buddhist Artifacts.

Though Lu Qing had no use for them, they were valuable as materials for crafting treasures.

After storing them in his Heaven and Earth One Qi Bag, Lu Qing cast a meaningful look at the destruction below before transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the horizon.

Long after he left, the giant palm imprint remained silent.

Suddenly, at its center, a figure clawed its way out of the earth.

It was none other than Elder Jinchong.