I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Chapter 1613: Chapter 1613: Huang Qian: Your master is quite asking for a beating

Such an attack that caused heaven and earth to stir and even the entire Demon Beast Continent to feel its wrath was effortlessly shattered by a single sword strike from Lu Changsheng?

Everyone present had their mouths agape, facial muscles twitching, speechless in amazement.

Only Blackie, Shi Sheng, Mu Fusheng, Xu Yeming, and Huang Qian seemed unfazed,

casually watching the scene unfold.

After all, the master had already employed the God Slaying Sword Formation, granting sufficient face to the opponent.

This trivial show of strength hardly warranted their surprise.

Having been by Lu Changsheng’s side for so long, their thresholds for what constituted a powerful individual had been vastly raised.

The giant eyes of Huang Qian, who had transformed into a Blood-colored Qilin, also narrowed.

He realized the strength of the opponent when he witnessed the God Slaying Sword Formation and never expected that even using the Kirin Blood Prohibition Technique would be so casually neutralized.

Seeing everyone’s shock, Lu Changsheng shrugged and said, ”I told you to quickly use all your trump cards; I will break them all... Even if it’s the kind that needs to gather strength, no problem, I’ll wait for you.”

Upon hearing this,

the pupils of the Blood-colored Qilin widened, and the scales on its colossal body began pulsating rhythmically, releasing torrents of blood qi that formed a misty haze behind it.

Suddenly,

in the instant the blood qi surged forth, the massive form of the Blood-colored Qilin vanished from its spot, leaving behind a vast trail of blood in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood-colored Qilin had already rushed in front of Lu Changsheng.

The disparity in size between them made Lu Changsheng appear extremely tiny, virtually invisible.

The entire massive body hurtled toward Lu Changsheng!

Space is usually intangible,

but under the charge of the Blood-colored Qilin, it began to warp and cave in the direction of the impact!

A surge of pressure swelled, enveloping Lu Changsheng.

But...

Not a single scratch nor damage was inflicted upon Lu Changsheng, not even his garment was crushed by the spatial pressure.

Lu Changsheng softly commented, ”Resorting to a physical attack now? This could result in severe injury... But your magical beasts are known for your physical prowess, so you should be able to withstand it, right?”

With this thought,

Lu Changsheng once again gripped another God Slaying Sword, slashing at the charging Blood-colored Qilin that was only an inch away!

However, Lu Changsheng used the flat of the sword, not the cutting edge, to strike.

Even so,

A wave of God Slaying Sword Energy, so overwhelming that no thoughts of resistance could arise, crashed as a shockwave upon the Blood-colored Qilin’s charging form.

With a terrible howl,

A large part of the Blood-colored Qilin’s body caved in.

Blood qi gushed out from all over its body, and even the blood color on its scales began to fade considerably.

The gigantic body crashed down into the expanse of the Qilin Mountain Range.

Chunks of mountains, at least hundreds of peaks, were crushed to powder!

Fortunately, the nearby people had already retreated to a relatively safe area, or else they would have been caught in the catastrophe.

Witnessing this scene,

Xu Yeming couldn’t help but ask, ”Doesn’t the master have nine swords behind him? Can’t the God Slaying Sword Formation use all of them?”

Huang Qian shook her head and said, ”Of course, they can all be used.”

”Then why...”

Huang Qian couldn’t help but laugh helplessly, ”You still don’t understand your master’s awful personality. If he uses two... or even three God Slaying Swords, then that Qilin would probably be already dead and gone.”

Blackie also chimed in: ”Xu, you’ll know after you spend more time with master, just how terrifying his strength is.”

”Even we are sure that what master has shown now is just the tip of the iceberg.”

Shi Sheng nodded: ”Your Senior Brother Mu is just like master; their depths are unfathomable, feeling inexhaustible.”

Mu Fusheng’s face darkened.

Looking around, fortunately, no one was currently paying attention to them.

Everyone was staring at Lu Changsheng, dumbstruck.

Finally, the dust had settled.

The Blood-colored Qilin, whose blood had already faded quite a bit, coughed harshly a few times.

With each cough, a large amount of blood came out, even mixed with chunks of internal organs.

The Kirin Clan Leader and the Kirin Ancestor floating in the air seemed to be affected as well.

The faces of both turned pale.

The Kirin Blood Prohibition Technique involved them absorbing the blood qi of the entire clan and then using themselves as a medium to transfer the prism into the elder’s body.

So, when the elder was gravely injured, they naturally suffered the backlash.

In the sky, Lu Changsheng looked down and said, ”What’s the matter? Can’t get up?”

”How’s this, if you admit defeat, cough again?”

The Blood-colored Qilin, who was still coughing and gasping, immediately shut his mouth, only muted grunts came out from between his lips.

You little shit, have no shame!

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng couldn’t help but sigh in disappointment, then said, ”Since you still refuse to submit, if you have any other trump cards, would you please stand up?”

The Blood-colored Qilin really wanted to curse at Lu Changsheng.

Isn’t this damn bullying?

Struggling incessantly, but to even maintain the Qilin True Body after such heavy injuries was already quite impressive; it was impossible to stand up in a short time.

”Seeing that you’re having a hard time, how about this, I’ll heal you, or give you some medicinal pills, I guarantee you’ll be able to stand up quickly!”

Lu Changsheng’s face was full of concern.

But this apparently infuriated the crowd, and people from the Kirin Clan started cursing at Lu Changsheng!

Even the elder, who had seen through life for so many years, broke his composure and shouted at Lu Changsheng.

”Fuck off!”

Hearing this, Lu Changsheng made a hurt face, turned back to look at Huang Qian and others, and complained, ”Wasn’t I just showing concern? Why do they have to curse at me in return?”

”My heart’s made of glass; I can’t take foul language.”

Huang Qian’s facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, as if enduring something, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, ”Honestly, I want to scold you too, but right now I even more want to beat you up... too bad I’m not capable of that.”

”Ah? Why?”

Mu Fusheng covered his face, ”Master, to tell the truth, that was kind of a jerk move.”

The other party is such a proud clan, and under the circumstances of being enemies with each other, not only did you easily knock them down, but you also offered to heal them?

Isn’t that outright contempt for them?

And with that tone and expression, it’s hard not to imagine you’re mocking them, right?

Lu Changsheng sulkily turned back to the Blood-colored Qilin, scratching his head and said, ”Don’t mind me, just now I had no intention of mocking you.”

”I just think that I have to break all of your trump cards one by one.”

Pfft!

The elder couldn’t hold back any longer, spewing out a mouthful of blood, even more than before.