The monster formed by the fusion of those three demon cultivators, although having nearly the strength of the Primordial Spirit Realm, was swiftly reduced to ashes under the refinement of the Nanming Leaving Fire.
In just a breath, they were annihilated, turned into nothingness without even a chance to scream.
As for Lu Qing's heart and spirit, there wasn't the slightest ripple.
He knew that these three demons had captured hundreds of thousands of living creatures for a blood sacrifice to refine a demonic evil treasure.
These demon cultivators had already been sentenced to death in his heart, with no chance of survival.
Even that last hidden demon cultivator, he would find a way to root out and completely annihilate.
And after the soul search just now, he had a way to find that demon cultivator.
After exterminating the monster, Lu Qing approached the space cage imprisoning the cold elder.
He looked at the cold elder sitting inside cross-legged, appearing calm and composed.
