I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1255 - 768: Sword Slays Nine Tribulations (Part 2)

Simultaneously, the lightning crackling upon the Purple Dragon Spear surged with even greater intensity, pouring into Lu Qing’s frame. The weapon shuddered violently before suddenly turning submissive in his grip, no longer daring to resist his will.

Having suppressed the Dragon Spear, Lu Qing surveyed the flickering bolts of lightning nearby and abruptly inhaled. In an instant, the myriad streaks of purple electricity acted like swallows returning to their nests, streaming directly into his mouth.

Within a few short breaths, the electric storm that had filled the sky vanished entirely, consumed by Lu Qing. After swallowing the vast expanse of lightning, he seemed to savor the sensation for a moment before shaking his head and glancing downward.

"The mana lightning you wield is far inferior to a true Heavenly Tribulation."

"How can this be..."

The spectating experts were left in a state of shock. The devastating strike from a Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit expert had been neutralized with such ease. That terrifying thunder, capable of obliterating a Primordial Spirit above the Five Tribulations, had been devoured by Lu Qing as if it were nothing.

Furthermore, his comment about the flavor being worse than a Heavenly Tribulation implied he had consumed actual tribulation lightning before. Was such a feat truly possible for someone in the Primordial Spirit Realm? Could this enigmatic sword cultivator actually be a hidden Great Power of Harmony?

"This is impossible! What kind of freak are you?!"

The middle-aged man adorned in the Purple Dragon Robe was the most shaken of all. He could not fathom how his maximum-effort attack failed to even singe a single hair on his opponent’s head. Even his clan’s ancestral Spiritual Artifact appeared to be forcibly suppressed, rendered immobile by the stranger. This realization left the man trembling with disbelief.

"It appears you have exhausted your techniques. Now, allow me to demonstrate one of mine."

Lu Qing showed no interest in answering the man's frantic questions. With a mere thought, the Sword Dao Domain that blanketed the high heavens began to manifest countless stars. The moment they surfaced, these celestial bodies started to merge.

In the time it took to draw a few breaths, they coalesced into a blindingly brilliant radiance before him. Lu Qing released his hold on the Purple Dragon Spear and reached out toward the glowing essence. Immediately, the light reshaped itself into a blade of pure radiance, settling into his palm.

Throughout this entire display, the Purple Dragon Spear remained suspended in the air, paralyzed by fear and unable to move. As he gripped the light sword, a fierce, world-shaking sword intent erupted from Lu Qing’s person.

Though the transformation was intricate, it occurred in the blink of an eye. From the birth of the stars to the formation of the sword, only a second or two had passed. However, the powerful cultivators watching from below remained frozen in a state of profound shock.

"If you can endure this single strike, I shall grant you your life."

Holding the sword of light, Lu Qing’s cold words drifted down from the heavens. Immediately following his voice, an incredibly dazzling sword light descended. This beam of light seemed to be the only thing left in existence, captivating the hearts and souls of everyone present the moment it appeared.

Before anyone could even process the move, the sword light swept through the body of the man in the Purple Dragon Robe. The execution was masterfully controlled; there was no thunderous blast or chaotic explosion of energy.

The event unfolded in total silence. The man in the Purple Dragon Robe gave a slight twitch as his life force began to drain away. On the earth behind him, a microscopic fissure appeared silently, its depth reaching down into the unknown.

Lu Qing drifted slowly down from the sky as the Sword Dao Domain covering the plaza began to fade. Eventually, he landed directly in front of the middle-aged man. Throughout this time, the man in the Purple Dragon Robe remained motionless, his eyes dull and devoid of any spark of life.

With a casual wave of Lu Qing’s hand, a soft wind blew past. The body beneath the purple armor suddenly crumbled into fine dust, scattering into the air. Only the now-dimmed Purple Armor and a few treasures remained, clattering to the ground. He had been completely erased, his body and spirit turned to ash by that single strike.

"Clan Leader!"

Several powerful members of the Great Immortal Clan cried out in grief, but their companions quickly muffled their voices. The other experts stood paralyzed, their minds completely blank.

Lu Qing ignored the commotion, gathered the belongings of the fallen man, and turned his gaze toward the crowd. Everywhere his eyes landed, people shook with uncontrollable fear, unable to meet his stare. Even famous experts known for their arrogance behaved like frightened children.

They had no choice; the man before them was terrifying. Their peer, a Nine Tribulations Primordial Spirit at the peak of his realm, had been turned to dust by a single sword. No one could calculate the true depth of Lu Qing’s power anymore.

That specific sword move was the most horrific Sword Skill they had ever witnessed. It was doubtful if even a Perfect Primordial Spirit Sword Cultivator could produce such a strike. Had the Returning Ruins Secret Realm not forbidden those above the Primordial Spirit level from entering, they would have been certain Lu Qing was a Great Power of Harmony in disguise.

Regardless of his actual Cultivation level, it was clear that he could slaughter everyone present without effort. In the presence of such a monster, they had to be extremely cautious. One wrong move would result in them becoming nothing more than ash.

As Lu Qing scanned the area, people avoided his eyes as if fleeing from venomous creatures. Lu Qing simply shook his head and, with a flicker of his mind, vanished to return to the Immortal Palace. He did not attack anyone else, completely disregarding the survivors of the Great Immortal Clan.

Phew!

Once they were certain Lu Qing had departed and his presence could no longer be felt, the experts on the plaza felt their tension break, letting out synchronized sighs of relief. Some with weaker Dao Hearts realized only then that their bodies were drenched in a cold sweat. Despite being Primordial Spirit Realm masters, they had been physically shaken by his sheer presence.

"Has Ah Qing’s Sword Dao truly reached such a height?"

Inside the Immortal Palace, the Old Cyan Dragon and his two companions were lost in a long silence after witnessing that strike. Eventually, the Old Cyan Dragon let out a heavy sigh. The Black Bull and Ming Feng were equally stunned.

As Unity Realm entities, they could see far more than the young Primordial Spirit cultivators outside. Because of their higher perspective, they were even more disturbed by what they had seen. They recognized that the sword strike had surpassed the boundaries of the Primordial Spirit Realm, nearly reaching the level of the Unity Realm.

That was the only explanation for how he could so easily slay a Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit and even damage a restriction within the Secret Realm itself. To be fair, killing the man in the Purple Dragon Robe wasn't the most shocking part to the Old Cyan Dragon and the others.

After all, when Lu Qing was only at the Primordial Spirit Five Tribulations, he had already dominated Mo Tushan, an Eight Tribulations genius. The man he just killed might have been a Nine Tribulations expert, but his talent was mediocre, making him only slightly stronger than Mo Tushan. Lu Qing killing him after reaching the Six Tribulations was expected.

The true shock for the Old Cyan Dragon and the others was that the sword had sliced through a Secret Realm restriction. Those barriers were personally crafted by the Master; the power of the Primordial Spirit Realm should have been incapable of even scratching them.