I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1317 - 802: Threats, Undercurrents Stir Once More (2)

Why is there zero leeway for any discussion? One wrong move, and he's dead set on delivering a fatal blow.

The golden-eyed middle-aged man held no attachment to his own Divine Thought Avatar.

He feared that once it perished, Lu Qing might truly unleash a ruthless slaughter.

Should that occur, the entire Demon Clan could face total extinction.

With this realization, the golden-eyed middle-aged man steeled his resolve at last.

Spirit Stones could always be amassed anew if depleted, yet if the royal capital crumbled and every elite demon within met their end, the Demon Clan would be utterly doomed.

At that point, holding onto the Spirit Stones would serve no purpose whatsoever.

"My friend, I accept your terms, but the quantity of Spirit Stones you demand is overwhelming, so we require some time to collect them."

The golden-eyed middle-aged man let out a sigh as he spoke.

"One day." Lu Qing lifted a single finger, "I grant you just one day to assemble the Spirit Stones and deliver them to me. If you attempt any deception, destroying the royal capital will be the least of your worries. I will wipe out your whole Demon Clan. You know full well I possess that power."

His words dropped like a hammer, unleashing a savage wave of killing intent from Lu Qing that swallowed every nearby Demon King whole.

Suddenly, every Demon King sensed themselves plunged into a vast sea of murderous aura.

Horrific visions assaulted their Primordial Spirits, their very forms struggling to hold shape, on the verge of plummeting from the heavens.

Though the golden-eyed middle-aged man's Heart and Spirit remained untouched by Lu Qing's killing intent, the cold detachment in Lu Qing's gaze sent an involuntary shiver through him.

He knew then that the Demon Clan had stirred up a disaster beyond imagination this time. What in the world were those foolish Golden Lion Emperors thinking, diving into such treacherous waters without gauging the foe's true might?

While silently damning the Golden Lion Emperors in his mind, the golden-eyed middle-aged man forced down his fury and gave a nod.

"Very well, one day it is. My friend, you must uphold your word and refrain from attacking my Demon Clan during this period."

"Rest assured, I always honor my commitments," Lu Qing replied.

With that, he pulled back his hand, easing the restraint on the golden-eyed middle-aged man, showing no concern that he might seize the moment to flee.

Simultaneously, he drew in the killing intent radiating from himself.

Yet the Demon Kings appeared as though their Hearts and Spirits were still gripped, slow to snap back to reality.

As the immense pressure lifted from their bodies and ease returned, the golden-eyed middle-aged man found no joy in it.

In that brief clash, he had grasped that this demon's Physical Body strength vastly outstripped his Divine Thought Avatar.

Added to the opponent's profound grasp of space, if Lu Qing truly sought to eradicate the Demon Clan, nothing could halt him.

"What sort of abomination wields such dreadful might within the Great World?"

The golden-eyed middle-aged man puzzled over it.

By all reason, their Unity Realm Stage Divine Thought Avatars ought to dominate unchallenged in the Great World.

So how could a freak like Lu Qing emerge, overpowering his Avatar with such crushing force?

Despite the baffling mystery, the golden-eyed middle-aged man wasted no time.

He whirled toward the encircling Demon Kings and barked in rage, "Are you deaf? Hurry and collect those Spirit Stones for me now. Fail to amass enough in a day, and I wash my hands of you lot of failures!"

Only then did the remaining Demon Kings jolt awake like dreamers, staring at Lu Qing in terror, too afraid to utter a peep.

The killing intent pouring from this demon was utterly nightmarish.

Despite their Primordial Spirits at Five Tribulations or beyond, they stood no chance against it, teetering on the edge of delusion.

Should battle erupt for real, the foe might not even need to strike directly; that killing intent alone could shatter their Primordial Spirits.

Thus, at the "Emperor's" command to round up Spirit Stones, no Demon King dared resist.

They bowed in submission before deploying Space Shifting Technique to scour for the needed resources.

Even the golden-eyed middle-aged man, after a brief contemplation, vanished, venturing to far-off regions.

With the pitiful spatial skills of those incompetents, crossing the Demon Domain in a single day was out of the question; it fell to him.

Gathering the hoarded Spirit Stones from Demon Kings not yet revived would prove tricky without his intervention too.

As the golden-eyed middle-aged man and the other Demon Kings vanished from sight, a lone silhouette lingered in the skies.

Lu Qing's eyes fixed on that form—the Golden Lion Emperor.

Freshly revived, his cultivation hovered at the Primordial Spirit Initial Realm, rendering Space Shifting Technique beyond his reach.

Sensing Lu Qing's stare, the Golden Lion Emperor quivered violently.

Before Lu Qing could open his mouth, he blurted out, "Your Excellency, my Golden Lion Clan possesses ample Spirit Stones. Allow me to retrieve them for you at once!"

Without pausing for Lu Qing's reply, he morphed into a streak of light, streaking toward the royal capital beneath.

He dreaded that any delay might prompt Lu Qing to refuse and strip away this opportunity.

After all, back on Heavenly Saint Peak, he had dared to attack this individual.

Having endured one resurrection already, losing this Physical Body would mean true death, no revival possible.

Observing the Golden Lion Emperor's desperate flight, Lu Qing made no move to intervene.

To him at present, the power of these Demon Kings amounted to nothing.

Since they opted to trade Spirit Stones for survival, he saw no issue in granting them this lifeline.

Effortlessly summoning a cloud, Lu Qing settled into a cross-legged position atop it, patiently awaiting the demons' return.

As for any potential trickery from those Demon Kings, it mattered little to him.

He had extended the offer; should those Demon Kings prove so shortsighted, he would not balk at obliterating that royal capital from the Heavenly Origin Great World.

Besides, he had already etched the auras of those Demon Kings into memory.

Through his mastery of the Ziwei Fate Scripture, even if they fled to the world's remotest corners, he could hunt them down.

Then, he would let them taste the depths of real torment.

While Lu Qing meditated on the cloud, biding time for the demons, the whole Heavenly Origin Great World simmered with hidden turmoil.

The clash atop Heavenly Saint Peak had unleashed ripples far too immense.

What's more, countless cultivators had personally beheld Lu Qing mowing down a horde of Demon Kings alongside Holy Alliance elders.

An event this staggering was bound to surface.

Hence, after simmering for days, the tidings raced across nearly all Human Race domains.

This included the enigmatic and elusive Netherworld Palace.

In a veiled location, within a shadowy palace pulsing with eerie Dao Rhythms, a handful of mighty presences convened.

"Is this intelligence reliable? Were the Holy Alliance elders truly wiped out entirely?"

A black-robed elder inquired, his voice laced with uncertainty.

"Completely trustworthy. Our agents captured the footage discreetly with a Memory Stone on site."

Another presence produced a Memory Stone, casting a glowing projection into the air.

The projection shifted, revealing Lu Qing amid the Heavenly Saint Peak fray, butchering numerous Demon Kings and Holy Alliance elders.

As they viewed the projection—Lu Qing smashing two Eight-Calamity Demon Emperors with fists, then slashing over a dozen Demon Kings with his blade.

Next, he swelled into a thousand-foot colossus, smacking the Holy Alliance elders aside like pests.

The black-robed elder and companions drew in sharp breaths, gripped by profound astonishment.

Even via the recording, they sensed the overwhelming savagery radiating from that so-called "demon" inside.

"Fists felling Eight-Calamity Demon Emperors, where even Nine Tribulations Primordial Spirits crumbled in one blow. Luo Yuantian's Divine Thought Avatar proved powerless and yielded defeat. Just who is this figure?"

After an extended silence, the black-robed elder finally voiced the question.

"I've looked into it; this seems to be the warrior who rose to fame decades back with a lone stand on Tianshu Divine Mountain, turning the tide to slay several Human Race Primordial Spirits using merely a Golden Core Body—Chen Qing," another said.

"Yet Chen Qing is probably a false name; he's adept at Transformation Technique. Roaming the Heavenly Origin Great World, he adopted various guises, even slipping into our Netherworld Palace as an outer assassin once."

"Furthermore, decades prior in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, the enigmatic cultivator who summoned that peculiar heavenly tribulation is most likely him too."

No surprise that Netherworld Palace ranked among the sharpest intelligence networks, having delved deeply into Lu Qing's background.

"So you're claiming he barely survived Primordial Spirit Tribulation just decades ago?"

Utterly stunned, the black-robed elder demanded in sheer disbelief.