Chapter 1510 - 893:
Chapter 1510: Chapter 893:
The Deputy Temple Master transformed into a streak of black light, swiftly shuttling through the starry sky.
His speed was incredible, many times faster than that of the Supreme Elders at the Unity Realm Stage.
Wherever he passed, the space trembled slightly, leaving a faint black mark behind, like a black ribbon slowly dissipating in the starry sky.
He actually didn’t want to take action himself.
He had been hiding in the Black and White Temple for so many years, always acting low-key and never revealing his strength easily.
He deliberately suppressed his aura, making himself appear to be just an ordinary cultivator at the Unity Realm Stage.
Even the intelligence gathered by the righteous forces only described him as "The Black and White Temple Deputy Master, cultivation level unknown, suspected to be mid-to-late Unity Realm."
This was exactly the effect he wanted.
He didn’t want to expose his strength at this critical juncture.
That would only attract the attention of the righteous forces, making them more vigilant against them.
Although those righteous forces were not quite powerful, if they united, they would become a considerable force.
At this key moment in the plan, he didn’t want any complications.
But in this situation, besides him, there seemed to be no one in the temple who could stop that cunning rat that was continuously destroying the various sub-temples.
Even when two elders went to investigate, they failed, clearly indicating that the opponent was beyond the capability of an ordinary Unity Realm cultivator to handle.
Those two elders, though not very strong, were still at the Unity Realm Stage.
To silently and soundlessly kill them, the opponent’s strength was at least at the mid-to-late Unity Realm level.
Moreover, the wasteful Mo Cangtian had already fallen once and, after consuming a large number of resources to resurrect, only had the strength of the Initial Stage of Harmony; now, he is in seclusion and of no use.
As for the other elders... either they lack the strength or are in other Immortal Domains, and distant water can’t save a nearby fire.
But if that cunning rat continues to cause destruction, too many Heavenly Demon Pools being destroyed would also affect their blood sacrifice ceremony.
Each of those Heavenly Demon Pools was crafted with enormous effort, and losing one or two could be endured, but too many losses would impact the entire plan.
After much thought, the Deputy Temple Master felt that perhaps only by going personally could he resolve the situation.
"Very well."
He mused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Back then, when those righteous ants besieged us, neither the Temple Master nor I had recovered our cultivation enough to take action and could only let them clamor outside. Now, it’s time to show those ants from the Lower Realm my power."
With that in mind, the Deputy Temple Master no longer hesitated, speeding up toward that direction.
He recalled that the last sub-temple that lost contact was in that direction.
The person acting in the shadows should still be nearby.
Once he found him, pulled him out, the matter could be resolved.
A bloodthirsty gleam flashed in the Deputy Temple Master’s eyes.
It had been a long time since he tasted a living creature at the level of Unity Realm, and he somewhat missed that taste.
Meanwhile, in another part of the starry sky, Lu Qing’s Divine Thought Avatar had just destroyed the seventh Heavenly Demon Pool.
His palm opened, and in his palm, a group of Black and White Temple disciples wearing black and white Taoist robes was in utter chaos.
Some were kowtowing for mercy, their foreheads making loud thuds, blood streaming down.
"Spare us! Spare us! I’m just following orders, I wasn’t the one who wanted to kill those people!"
Some were cursing loudly, their faces contorted, veins bulging.
"Just wait! Our Black and White Temple won’t let you get away with this! The Temple Master will avenge us!"
Others were collapsed on the ground, looking desperate, trembling all over, unable to speak a word.
They were in various states and reacted differently, but they shared one common trait: they were all covered in thick resentment.
It was the resentment of countless living creatures, clinging to them like black threads entwining their souls.
The intensity of that resentment inflamed Lu Qing’s killing intent even more.
Amidst the chaos, Lu Qing’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.
He looked at the scum as if looking at a group of dead people.
He lightly clenched his palm.
All the sounds immediately ceased.
The group of Black and White Temple disciples didn’t even have the chance to scream before they were utterly crushed, both body and spirit annihilated.
Their physical bodies turned to dust, their primordial spirits shattered into fragments, without a trace of a remnant soul left behind.
Lu Qing released his hand, and the dust scattered in the starry sky, swallowed completely by the surrounding starlight.
He expressionlessly left this sub-temple.
This was already the seventh Black and White Temple sub-temple he had destroyed.
Seven sub-temples, seven Heavenly Demon Pools, many Black and White Temple disciples, all turned to dust by his hands.
But he felt no joy in his heart.
Because in every Black and White Temple sub-temple, he witnessed appalling and resentment-soaked scenes.
Those Bone Mountains and Blood Pools, the wailing resentful spirits, the demonized world...
Every place represented countless tragic deaths of living creatures.
He didn’t know how many resentful spirits he had purified, nor how many lives were buried in those blood pools.
He only knew that those numbers were too vast, so vast he dared not contemplate them in detail.
And such sub-temples, there were still countless more unknown ones of the Black and White Temple.
What he had destroyed was just a small part of them.
So how could Lu Qing feel happy about that?
What he desired most now was to destroy all these sub-temples without leaving a single one.
Once his Harmonization Body reached its peak, he would head to the headquarters of the Black and White Temple, drag out that old one hiding in their lair, and utterly vanquish him.