I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1316 - 802: Threats, Undercurrents Stir Again
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The Mystic Earth Golden Dragon clan, blessed by the earth and gold paths, features a tremendously robust physique along with devastating assaults.
Their extraordinary inborn gifts mean that, even absent any cultivation, they effortlessly ascend to the Primordial Spirit Realm upon reaching maturity.
From birth, they outshine vast numbers of fellow races.
Yet, this formidable natural prowess leaves the Mystic Earth Golden Dragon clan somewhat deficient in grasping alternative powers.
Standing before Lu Qing was the golden-eyed middle-aged man, a Unity Realm Great Power,
yet he lacked proficiency in the Space Dao, nowhere near the refined agility of Luo Yuantian.
Consequently, he got surprised and Lu Qing swiftly approached, gripping his shoulder firmly.
Sensing the shifts in the middle-aged man's form and the abrupt power boost, Lu Qing stayed composed.
Inside him, the [Great Strength] Divine Power Seed trembled, unleashing a rush of Divine Power that promptly quelled the writhing middle-aged man, leaving him frozen in place.
His mutating body got forcefully reverted to its prior state, halted from further change.
Under such control, the golden-eyed middle-aged man felt profound shock deep within.
Lu Qing's grip on his shoulder weighed like the weight of sky and soil.
Despite his flawless Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit Divine Thought Avatar, escape proved impossible.
After all, as a member of the Mystic Earth Golden Dragon clan, raw power stood as his supreme gift.
Even in Divine Thought Avatar form, his frame surpassed most Unity Realm projections in might.
But now, subdued by an Eighth Tribulation Primordial Spirit Cultivator, he reeled in disbelief.
"Don’t bother struggling."
Noticing the golden-eyed middle-aged man's continued efforts to resist, Lu Qing remarked steadily.
"The Mystic Earth Golden Dragon clan may boast innate gifts and unyielding bodies, but your Divine Thought Avatar lacks the edge; you stand no chance against me. Keep thrashing, and I’ll smash you flat."
With those words, Lu Qing added slight pressure, making the middle-aged man sense an overwhelming force from that hand, nearly pulverizing his whole frame.
He ceased all resistance right away.
Observing this, Lu Qing gave a pleased nod.
Meanwhile, the nearby Demon Kings gaped in astonishment, jaws dropped.
They hadn't foreseen their "emperor" getting seized so effortlessly by Lu Qing, left utterly helpless.
This Evil Demon outdid the horrors painted by the Golden Lion Emperor by far!
"It’s over!"
The Golden Lion Emperor himself brimmed with dread.
Having tasted Lu Qing’s fearsome might firsthand, he knew evading strikes from countless Holy Mountain Elders revealed strength beyond measure.
And yet, not even the "emperor’s" Divine Thought form could withstand Lu Qing.
Subjugated in mere instants.
"Who are you really?"
After the first wave of alarm, the golden-eyed middle-aged man regained his poise and questioned Lu Qing.
In his view now, Lu Qing transcended a mere Eighth Tribulation Primordial Spirit, embodying an abyss of terror.
"My identity doesn't matter; what counts is that I said before, I’ve come to settle a score. So, shall we talk properly now?"
Lu Qing replied in a mild tone.
Yet to the golden-eyed middle-aged man, those words pierced like icy dread into his core.
He gave a wry smile, "Do I even have a choice to say no?"
"No." Lu Qing denied with a head shake, "Refuse, and I’ll shatter this Divine Thought Avatar, then raze the royal capital and obliterate your Demon Clan’s Holy City."
Lu Qing’s statement rang calm, but the middle-aged man recognized no bluff; this foe intended every bit.
He realized the adversary wielded such devastating capability.
After swift deliberation, the golden-eyed middle-aged man accepted the truth.
"You spoke of collecting a debt; what payment must our Demon Clan provide to clear this ledger?"
"Well done, direct as needed." Lu Qing commended, "My request stays modest. Your Demon Clan pays just like the Holy Alliance: 300,000 top-grade Spirit Stones plus 100 top-grade Spirit Veins."
"300,000 top-grade Spirit Stones!"
The middle-aged man’s eyes widened at the figure.
Were he not held down by Lu Qing, he’d have jumped in outrage.
The encircling Demon Kings quaked at Lu Qing’s demand, all floored by the sum.
But with that crushing pressure on his shoulder, the middle-aged man soon steadied his racing pulse.
He let out a rueful sigh, "Fellow, your ask is far too steep. Even pooling all our Demon Clan’s stores, we couldn’t muster that many top-grade Spirit Stones and top-grade Spirit Veins for you."
"Really? Then get ready for death."
Lu Qing ignored the pleas, tightening his grip to snap bones in the middle-aged man’s frame, cracks splitting his skin.
It appeared the following instant would see him truly pulverized.
"Fellow, hold on!"
As Lu Qing moved to fulfill the warning, the middle-aged man cried out at once.
Lu Qing halted his hand yet eyed the middle-aged man with icy disdain.
Signaling that further dodges would end in instant destruction.
The middle-aged man inwardly groaned.
How could this foe act so ruthlessly—didn’t the Human Race always haggle from lofty claims to lesser yields?