"Ant, you're dead. I will extract your Primordial Spirit and perform a Soul Search. No matter if it's your sect or relatives, none shall escape. I will extract the Divine Souls of everyone related to you and make them into Soul Lamps, letting you watch them suffer for eternity!"
Mo Cangtian stared at Lu Qing, his expression extremely cold, and the killing intent in his eyes nearly solidified.
As his words fell, a Demon Blade appeared in his hand. The next moment, a Sword Qi had already torn through space, slashing towards Lu Qing.
"Huh?"
Lu Qing sensed the power of this strike, raising an eyebrow in surprise.
Because he found that the power of Mo Cangtian's strike was surprisingly strong,
completely exceeding the strength limit expected of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Yet, curiously, the Heavenly Dao Will of the Heavenly Origin Great World showed no reaction.
"Was it caused by that strange fluctuation earlier?"
