I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1314 - 801:
Previously on I Can See Through All Things' Information...
"Ah Qing, are you saying we should head to the Demon Clan's lands?" Little Li's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Exactly." Lu Qing gave a slight nod.
He wasn't the type to show such generosity, enduring an assault without striking back.
Since the Demon Clan had dared to surround and attack him, they ought to brace themselves for his fierce counterstrike.
With a thought, he called forth the Void Flying Boat, and together with Little Li, Lu Qing stepped aboard.
In the very next instant, a swirling spatial vortex materialized, swallowing the Void Flying Boat whole as it vanished completely.
Deep within the Demon Domain, in the heart of the royal capital, stood a grand and imposing palace.
This grand structure, called the Demon King Hall, commanded awe and yearning from countless souls across the Demon Domain, serving as the usual venue for Demon Kings to deliberate on grave affairs.
Yet right now, a tense and oppressive air hung over the palace.
Over a dozen imposing figures occupied the thrones in utter silence.
Additional thrones remained empty and unoccupied.
After what felt like an eternity, the dominant presence at the highest seat broke the quiet at last.
"So, you ventured to the human race's Holy Alliance, seeking an alliance to eliminate that Evil Demon Primordial Spirit from the past, only for him to turn the tables and wipe you all out?"
The one speaking was a middle-aged man who looked remarkably like a member of the Human Race.
Just his pair of golden slit pupils betrayed his otherworldly origins.
"Reporting to my Emperor, that's correct."
A lion-headed figure replied, his face etched with deep shame.
If Lu Qing had been present, he would have instantly identified this lion-headed individual as the Golden Lion Clan's Demon Emperor, whom he had felled atop the Heavenly Saint Peak.
Still, his current aura felt far feebler, scarcely touching the threshold of the entry Primordial Spirit Realm.
"A cultivator who barely scraped into the Primordial Spirit Realm decades back can now overwhelm you completely."
The golden-eyed middle-aged man stared in disbelief.
"My Emperor, that Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator is a freakish outlier, impossible to measure by normal means."
As memories of his own defeat flooded back, the Golden Lion Emperor couldn't suppress the surging dread in his chest.
"This Evil Demon now wields unmatched might within the Primordial Spirit Realm. A single blow from him ended both me and the Demon Bull Emperor. I'm certain those Holy Alliance Elders met a grim fate too."
Prior to their demise at Lu Qing's hands, the Golden Lion Emperor and his fellow Demon powerhouses had missed the later clash.
Yet judging by the overwhelming power Lu Qing displayed, the Golden Lion Emperor was convinced the Holy Alliance Elders stood no chance against such a horrifying Evil Demon.
These words sent shivers through the other throne occupants, their faces twisting in raw astonishment.
The might of the Golden Lion Emperor and Demon Bull Emperor was legendary, placing them above these Demon Kings and second only to the "Emperor" himself.
If even they fell to one devastating punch, what unimaginable power did that Evil Demon possess?
"Not so sure about that."
The golden-eyed middle-aged man shook his head, holding a contrary view.
"Given the massive disturbance, Luo Yuantian won't just watch from the sidelines. Should he step in, that Evil Demon won't stir up any more trouble."
The Golden Lion Emperor parted his lips to speak.
He knew full well that "Emperor" meant Luo Yuantian, the Unity Realm Great Power and genuine guardian of the Human Race.
Nevertheless, considering the Evil Demon's horrifying prowess, he doubted even a Unity Realm Great Power's Divine Thought Split God could fully contain him.
But with the "Emperor" also at Unity Realm, voicing such doubts could invite his ire.
Thus, the Golden Lion Emperor reconsidered and opted for silence in the end.
Yet as a being of such stature, how could the golden-eyed middle-aged man fail to catch the Golden Lion Emperor's fleeting expression?
He quickly grasped that the Golden Lion Emperor had been mentally scarred by the Evil Demon Primordial Spirit.
This realization filled the golden-eyed middle-aged man with a wave of regret.
To be so haunted by an Evil Demon at the same realm, with a Dao Heart this fragile, the Golden Lion Emperor likely would never ascend to Unity Realm in his existence.
Going forward, the Demon Clan would depend on him just to hold on by a thread.
Truth be told, while the Demon Clan boasted innate gifts and raw strength, their Dao Heart cultivation still fell short compared to the Human Race and even their own kin.
Still, the golden-eyed middle-aged man kept his private musings to himself.
Instead, he offered comfort to the Golden Lion Emperor, "Very well, Lion Emperor, you've only just returned to life. Best to retreat and recuperate now. In a few days, once the Ancestor Demon Tower regains its strength, I'll bring back the Demon Bull Emperor and the rest."
The Demon Clan's method of resurrection varied a touch from the Human Race's approach.
Crucially, it drew upon the Ancestor Demon Tower in their homeland. Bolstered by the tower's essence, their revival proved simpler than for humans.
That said, reviving a Demon King via the Ancestor Demon Tower demanded vast resources.
For an Eight Tribulation Demon King like the Golden Lion Emperor, the toll was steeper still, needing several days at minimum for the tower to recharge.
"Understood, I'll withdraw for now."
The Golden Lion Emperor keenly sensed his present frailty and yearned to hurry back to his clan for rest and to rebuild his cultivation.
He stood promptly, ready to depart.
But in that instant, he caught the golden-eyed middle-aged man's face draining of color.
Stunned for a moment, before he could ask, an overwhelmingly potent aura erupted overhead in the royal capital.
"This aura..."
Sensing it, the Golden Lion Emperor's features twisted in alarm, almost leaping to his feet.
He recognized this presence all too well.
"My Emperor, it's that Evil Demon Primordial Spirit—he's pursued us right into the Demon Domain!"
The sheer terror of that aura made the Golden Lion Emperor's heart pound wildly.
It dawned on him clearly: as he had feared, the Holy Alliance Elders had utterly failed to vanquish the Evil Demon.
Most probably, those Elders had suffered the same deadly end as he once did.
By now, the Heavenly Saint Peak must lie in utter devastation.