Upon hearing these words, Zhou Qing finally felt relieved.
To be honest, he was truly worried that the other party might impulsively touch this Suanni Bone. By then, even with the power of the Golden Roc True Body, he might not be able to escape.
This setup was indeed quite risky.
However, without entering the tiger’s den, how can one capture the tiger’s cub? Success or failure hinges on this moment.
After less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Golden Roc’s shadow, still scrutinizing the Suanni Bone, spoke: "Boy, bring me in!"
Zhou Qing sneered internally.
Really slow! The Taiqing Sect is seven or eight days away from Canglan Mountain, yet No. 6 just made a slit in the void and sent him and Lu Yaoyao back.
It seems Senior Xuanyuan Shuo injured you quite heavily!
However, as someone at the Spirit Severing Realm, do you not possess any Thunder Divine Skills?
But Zhou Qing showed no sign on his face, still respectfully answered: "Alright, Senior!"
Upon reaching outside, he saw Elder Feng’s figure hidden in the shadows, looking rather shady, glancing left and right, afraid of being detected.
The previous imposing demeanor of a Spirit Severing Realm cultivator was completely gone, now appearing more like a stray dog.
Zhou Qing quickly approached and paid his respects, then operated the "Thunder Sword Skills" to open the entrance.
Seeing this, Elder Feng’s eyes gleamed with excitement, eagerly diving headfirst inside.
Watching Elder Feng’s back, Zhou Qing wished to flee immediately, but the other party had left a Divine Sense Mark with Yan.
If they sensed something amiss and decided to kill, a single thought could end Yan’s life.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qing could only suppress his urge to escape, following with a heavy heart.
When Elder Feng finally saw the Suanni Bone, his breathing grew rapid, his chest heaved dramatically, his face flushed, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably from excitement.
"Good stuff, truly good stuff!" Elder Feng’s voice grew hoarse with excitement, his eyes burning with madness due to the fervor.
His hands subconsciously released the movement of covering his wound, causing blood to seep out again, yet he remained oblivious.
He hurriedly stepped closer, his eyes fixated on the enormous relic like a hill.
Watching Elder Feng greedily approach the Suanni Bone, Zhou Qing’s heart pounded, his nerves stretched to the limit.
That Suanni, to guard against Senior Master Xuanqing, placed a deadly bloodline prohibition on itself before dying, capable of instantly killing ordinary Spirit Severing Realm cultivators; a severely injured Elder Feng would be even more vulnerable.
Even touching a single bone could result in mutual destruction.
Unconsciously, Zhou Qing swallowed, subtly glancing at the lost-in-observation Divine Sense shadow, lightly tapped his toes, stealthily retreating.
Seeing Elder Feng within half a meter of the Suanni Bone, Zhou Qing’s sense of danger surged, silver light flickered underfoot, and he burst forward with unprecedented speed, fleeing desperately.
Once outside, Zhou Qing’s aura dramatically changed; he transformed into the Golden Roc True Body, fluttered his wings, and instantly became a piercing golden light, escaping swiftly.
Hadn’t flown beyond a kilometer when a thunderous explosion echoed from beneath Spirit Skull Mountain, followed by a powerful shockwave spreading rapidly around.
The force distorted the space, made the ground tremble, and created deep gorges-like cracks.
Countless boulders rolled down from the mountain, accompanied by billowing dust, crashing into the abyss below with deafening sounds.
The speeding Zhou Qing was instantly blown away by this terrifying shockwave.
His body uncontrollably rolled in the air, then slammed hard into the distant ground, sending debris flying and dust spreading.
Zhou Qing felt as if all his bones were shattered, his internal organs churning, and the pain almost made him faint.
But he persisted through the pain, hurriedly getting up, seeing a massive mushroom cloud rising into the sky.
Next, billowing smoke resembling an awakening Ancient Demon Dragon swirling with countless stones, soil, and Spirit Skull Mountain debris, violently rotating and flying under the strong airflow.
Zhou Qing didn’t dare linger, enduring his painful body, fleeing once again.
Simultaneously, the entire Eastern Domain felt the impact of this terrifying tremor.
Disciples from numerous sects stepped out of their gates, faces filled with panic and confusion.
"Investigate immediately!" Commands from the five major sects were promptly issued.
Rushing Zhou Qing wasted no words, instantly taking out an "Antitoxic Sticker" and activated it.
Once touched, the sticker exerted a strong suction force.
The next moment, numerous black streams surged out of his limbs and bones.
The black streams gradually condensed, eventually forming a pitch-black pill exuding a pungent stench.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief; the weight in his heart eased.
"Old Fourth!" At this moment, Yan Xiaohu rushed over from a distance, face full of anxiety, worry written all over.
Before he could ask what happened, Zhou Qing swiftly approached, taking out another "Antitoxic Sticker" and quickly applying it to him.
Soon, a similarly stinking poison pill was extracted from Yan Xiaohu’s body.
Witnessing this strange scene, Yan Xiaohu was stunned for quite a while.