Chapter 19 ：Moon Profound Realm, So What?

Facing the strike from the Crimson-Haired Old Demon, Xuan Yuanhong and the others employed various means to confront it together.

However...

What surprised everyone was that they had overestimated their collective strength.

And they had underestimated the power of the Moon Profound Realm.

Just as their attacks and the strike from the Crimson-Haired Old Demon were about to converge, they felt that the Moon Profound Realm was unbeatable.

Although it seemed like Xuan Yuanhong and the Crimson-Haired Old Demon were only one realm apart in perception, this gap couldn't be bridged by sheer numbers.

This strike almost broke through Xuan Yuanhong and the others' attacks effortlessly.

Fortunately, it also significantly weakened the power of this strike.

Nevertheless, Xuan Yuanhong and the others were still sent flying by the remaining force of the strike.

They all coughed up blood simultaneously, crashing into the peak's walls behind them, creating over a dozen large craters before finally landing on the ground.

"Hmph."

"Daring to vie with the bright moonlight with mere grains of rice." Above the sky, disdain flashed in the eyes of the Crimson-Haired Old Demon. "Even a bunch of trash from your Xianjiang Sect dares to obstruct me, it's simply overestimating your abilities."

"Here's your last chance to hand over Zhong Qing to me."

"Crimson-Haired Old Demon, don't even think about it." Xuan Yuanhong and the others struggled to stand on the ground, spitting out blood as they said, "A man fights for his breath, a tree fights for its bark. We won't hand him over to you, and you won't find Zhong Qing."

"Very well, since you are so stubborn, I'll kill you first, then wipe out the Xianjiang Sect, and finally take my time to find that Zhong Qing."

The Crimson-Haired Old Demon's eyes flickered with rage.

The long blade in his hand was enveloped in profound energy, and the dense black mist around him reached its peak.

"Everyone, follow me and face him with another strike." Xuan Yuanhong stared solemnly at the Crimson-Haired Old Demon in the sky and shouted loudly.

"Yes!"

The various peak masters and elders all stepped forward, their faces showing utmost seriousness.

Because they could tell that the strike from the Crimson-Haired Old Demon this time would be stronger than the previous one.

However...

Just as everyone was about to cast their spells, a figure suddenly appeared beside Xuan Yuanhong.

"Everyone, let me handle this strike." With the voice falling, Xuan Yuanhong hurriedly turned his head and found Zhong Qing, dressed in white, standing beside him at some point.

"You, Zhong Qing, when did you arrive?" Xuan Yuanhong asked in astonishment.

"I received a transmission from the third elder and rushed over immediately." Zhong Qing said softly.

"You!" Xuan Yuanhong looked frustrated and shouted, "Didn't the transmission tell you to leave?"

"This is something I brought upon myself. How could I trouble you to clean up after me?" Zhong Qing smiled leisurely.

This was also the reason why he didn't leave the Xianjiang Sect even after activating his dormant potential. Apart from being bullied by Duan Feng before, the other elders and peak masters had never treated him unfairly, especially Peak Master Xuan Yuanhong, who would often show concern for him when they met at the peak.

This sect...

Although not large, it was still meaningful to him. Especially the scene today completely made Zhong Qing feel a sense of belonging.

"But, but he's in the Moon Profound Realm. Even with so many of us, we might not be able to withstand it. How can you handle it alone?" Xuan Yuanhong asked in a daze, "How can you stop him?"

"Just the Moon Profound Realm, nothing more. The Sect Master worries too much." "Moon, Moon Profound Realm, just that?" Xuan Yuanhong and the others looked at Zhong Qing in amazement.

With a faint smile, Zhong Qing stepped forward with hands behind his back, slowly raised his head, and looked at the arrogant Crimson-Haired Old Demon in the sky.

"Crimson-Haired Old Demon, I am Zhong Qing, and I killed your disciple, Blood Mad." "If you want to kill me, use whatever means you have quickly." Zhong Qing said calmly as he watched the Crimson-Haired Old Demon silently.

"You are Zhong Qing?" The Crimson-Haired Old Demon stared at Zhong Qing with eyes full of fear. Seeing the murderer of his disciple, the Crimson-Haired Old Demon's entire face twisted, his crimson pupils glaring, and his breath heavy.

"Alright, alright, I never expected you, a little brat, to dare to come out on your own."

"Then you shall accompany my disciple in death!!!" In the sky, a fierce wind rose, centered around the Crimson-Haired Old Demon, creating a massive storm. The storm, mixed with his own black mist, was like the coming of doomsday, crushing everything in its path, be it buildings or rocks, into dust.

Within the storm, various grotesque faces and monsters appeared from time to time, emitting eerie screams, making people's scalps tingle.

"So, so terrifying!" Seeing this storm, Xuan Yuanhong and the others felt their legs go weak. Was this the true power of the Moon Profound Realm?

Even Xuan Yuanhong himself, if caught in this storm, would probably be defeated instantly.

Unable to help it...

They looked towards Zhong Qing in front of them.

What could he use to withstand this?

In their astonishment, the Crimson-Haired Old Demon moved.

With the storm enveloping him, he raised the long blade in his hand heavily. The blade was surrounded by various resentful spirits and monsters, and it directly slashed towards Zhong Qing.

The blade unleashed the storm immediately afterward.

Sand and rocks filled the sky.

This strike carried all the anger of the Crimson-Haired Old Demon. However...

Facing this strike, Zhong Qing merely raised his palm slowly.

Then...

He extended a finger.

And lightly pressed it towards the Crimson-Haired Old Demon amidst the storm.

In an instant...

The storm dissipated, the specters and monsters turned into nothingness.

"What, what is this?" The Crimson-Haired Old Demon widened his eyes, his gaze filled with fear.

The power contained in this finger made him feel like he was facing the entire universe, even his long blade began to slowly dissipate.

"No, no..." As this finger completely overwhelmed him, along with the Crimson-Haired Old Demon's final incredulous voice, he and his blade were directly vaporized, turning into nothingness.

After a long time...

The battle energy spreading in the sky gradually subsided.

However...

Xuan Yuanhong and the others behind Zhong Qing were dumbfounded, their mouths wide open, each turned into stone-like statues, unable to calm their hearts for a long time.

What did they just witness?

The Crimson-Haired Old Demon of the Moon Profound Realm was directly crushed to death by Zhong Qing's finger?

Not even leaving a trace?

For a moment, everyone's gaze towards Zhong Qing was as if they had seen a ghost.

"You, you you you..." Xuan Yuanhong was at a loss for words, pointing at Zhong Qing with his finger.

And the elder peak masters behind him were equally speechless.

Initially, they thought they had adequately assessed Zhong Qing, considering his age. However, Zhong Qing's actions repeatedly challenged their perceptions.

Seeing the expressions of everyone, Zhong Qing couldn't help but touch his nose and smile awkwardly.

"You lad, are you human or a monster after all?" Finally, Xuan Yuanhong managed to regain some composure and stared wide-eyed. "You've hidden it deep enough. Clearly, you're so capable, yet you pretended to be useless before. Are you really..."

"Well, Master, there's no other choice," Zhong Qing couldn't help but laugh, naturally unable to reveal anything about the system. He had to evade the topic, saying, "The cultivation world is full of deception. It's necessary to be a bit low-key and hide a bit of cultivation."