Chapter 38: Exposure

The Flame Talismans ignited by Li Qing transformed into two massive spheres of fire that smashed against the blue barrier.

Seeing this, a flicker of fear could not help but appear in Jue Hen's eyes.

Once he realized they were merely two ordinary Flame Talismans, his heart settled slightly.

The defensive power of this Blue Mirror Dharma Treasure was quite remarkable; even if the blue barrier consumed a great deal of energy, it was not something two low-grade talismans could break through.

Jue Hen once again frantically poured his internal mana into the Blue Mirror Dharma Treasure.

Seeing the murderous intent on Li Qing's face rushing toward him once more, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

The continuous offensive from this outer disciple left him with no opportunity to counterattack.

Boom! Psh!

Two massive fireballs exploded against the blue barrier.

The Blue Mirror shook several times, but ultimately held its ground.

Suddenly, Jue Hen's expression changed slightly.

He felt a sign of exhaustion beginning to emerge from his internal mana.

If he could not sustain the Blue Mirror, he feared he would face a life-or-death crisis.

At that exact moment, the Golden Yuan Sword Talisman that had been incessantly attacking the blue barrier finally began to run out of spiritual energy, and its golden glimmer turned illusory.

Seeing this, Jue Hen was overjoyed.

He still had a long-treasured spiritual pill within his storage bag.

As long as he swallowed it, he could restore his internal spiritual energy.

Once the opponent lost the Golden Yuan Sword Talisman, he would be able to free his hands to launch an offensive and resolve the current crisis.

However, just as he was about to retrieve the pill, a dazzling burst of purple light erupted once more.

"Purple Thunder Palm!"

A massive thunderous palm appeared again.

"No!" Jue Hen roared in despair.

The current blue screen was utterly powerless to resist such a terrifying offensive once more.

His struggles were already too late.

Boom!

Under the terrifying force of the Purple Thunder Palm, the blue screen shattered instantly.

The Blue Mirror hovering above his head let out a mournful wail before being blasted away.

Pfft!

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Jue Hen's mouth.

His entire body was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Crimson blood stained his robes, leaving him in a state of utter wretchedness.

At this moment, Jue Hen no longer possessed his previous invincible arrogance.

His face held nothing but despair and terror.

Jue Hen began to struggle desperately, but his internal mana was already in chaos, leaving him with no strength to resist.

Right then, a purple figure appeared before him once more.

"No, you can't kill me..." Jue Hen let out a hysterical scream.

Whoosh! Crackle!

Accompanied by a dull whistling sound, a fist enveloped in purple lightning appeared before him, growing larger and larger.

Bang!

A rain of blood bloomed in the air.

The once-invincible genius of the Thousand Water Spirit Control Sect was now nothing more than a mangled corpse, with large patches of blood splattered across the ground.

Jue Hen fell, consumed by endless regret and resentment.

Li Qing slowly came to a halt.

At this moment, his body was covered in bloody wounds.

To completely eliminate Jue Hen, he had ignored the violent instability of the lightning power and forcibly executed the Purple Thunder Palm for a second time.

Now, cracks were actually beginning to appear on his right arm.

His own blood mixed with Jue Hen's, dripping down together, making it difficult to distinguish between them for a moment.

Looking at the fallen Jue Hen, who was now only half a torso, Li Qing walked forward quickly, collected the spoils of war from the body, and placed them into the Sea Suppressing Pearl.

As an inner disciple of the sect and a true Heaven-Spiritual Root cultivator, Jue Hen's death would clearly not be simple.

The sect would surely possess a soul imprint left by him and would eventually learn of his passing.

Li Qing worried that Jue Hen's storage bag might contain tracking artifacts left by the sect; therefore, storing it in the Sea Suppressing Pearl first was a precaution against accidents.

Li Qing had full confidence in the mystery of the Sea Suppressing Pearl.

When the pearl first caused the great upheaval in the sect's sea territory, he had managed to escape safely from the hands of a Golden Core True Person.

Now, the Sea Suppressing Pearl was even more powerful than before.

No one could perceive the world inside it.

Although Li Qing was very wary of the legendary Nascent Soul Ancestors, Jue Hen's status alone was not enough to attract attention at that level.

After taking Jue Hen's storage bag, he also threw the Blue Mirror from the ground into the Sea Suppressing Pearl.

He would decide what to do with it once the current turmoil had passed.

Having handled everything, Li Qing pointed a finger.

A fireball appeared in his palm and fell toward Jue Hen's remains.

A mass of flame enveloped the corpse.

Li Qing watched this scene with a calm expression.

Yesterday's prodigy, today's wreckage.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Under the flames, Jue Hen's body slowly turned to ash.

Seeing that all traces of Jue Hen had completely vanished, Li Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The crisis before him had finally passed.

In the next moment, Li Qing secretly shook his head.

It was not yet time for him to serve the sect, yet he had already personally slain a core inner disciple.

However, given his abilities, he could eventually ascend to become an inner disciple himself.

In that sense, the sect wouldn't suffer a true loss.

Just then, a streak of light flew in from the distance.

Li Qing spun around abruptly.

He found Jiao Yujian landing not far away.

At this moment, Jiao Yujian was looking at Li Qing with an expression of utter disbelief.

The traces of combat on the surrounding ground fully demonstrated the ferocity of the previous battle.

Deep ravines and craters lay exposed before him.

From the distant flames, the smell of charred meat drifted on the wind.

Jiao Yujian stood frozen in place.

As a man working for Wei Xuan, he was merely cooperating with Wei Xuan's plan.

His intention this time was simply to come and check on the situation.

Jiao Yujian was worried that the person Wei Xuan had arranged might go too far and cost Li Qing his life.

As the person in charge of the White Jade Island mission, he clearly did not want Li Qing to die directly.

Otherwise, he would inevitably have to face an investigation from the sect.

Jiao Yujian actually did not know exactly who Wei Xuan had sent to target Li Qing.

After all, as an inner disciple genius, Jue Hen's involvement needed to be kept secret.

But when he came to investigate personally, everything before his eyes shocked him.

The Li Qing he had schemed against was still alive, but the person Wei Xuan had sent had actually been reduced to ashes in the flames.

On the other side, Li Qing's entire body instantly tensed up.

Jiao Yujian's appearance had once again placed him in a desperate situation.

To survive, he would have to fight with everything he had once more.

"Senior Brother Jiao..."

Li Qing turned around, looking at Jiao Yujian with a pale and weak expression.

His Daoist robes were splattered with blood, perfectly suiting his disguise.

In the distance, even seeing Li Qing's weakened state, Jiao Yujian remained standing in place with a vigilant expression.

The surrounding scene was terrifying, proving the ferocity of the battle that had just occurred.

This made the naturally cautious Jiao Yujian even more wary.

Although he did not believe Li Qing was responsible for this commotion, who could know if Li Qing had been involved?