I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1319 - 803: Demon Clan Movements, Major Harvest_2

"The Human Race is facing such a tremendous upheaval..."

The being wrapped in demonic qi felt deep astonishment within.

He had first spotted the Human Race Holy Alliance's bold declaration to the world about putting to death over a dozen minor Golden Core Realm cultivators, which struck him as odd, so he dispatched spies to look into it.

To his surprise, the investigation revealed an earth-shattering revelation.

"Demon Lord, what is our next step?" the female Enchanting Demon inquired.

The being cloaked in demonic qi fell quiet. The details uncovered by the Enchanting Demons proved so shocking that he couldn't immediately judge their validity.

After a brief pause, he raised his gaze toward the other enthroned figures below: "What are your views on how we should proceed?"

The other beings traded looks, while secret Divine Soul messages flowed among them in waves.

At last, one figure broke the silence: "Assuming the intel holds true, this presents a prime chance for our Demon Clan."

"Exactly, should those Holy Alliance elders truly have perished, this marks the Human Race at its most vulnerable. Even with resurrection, their strength would undoubtedly suffer a massive drop, impossible to restore quickly!"

"For us in the Demon Clan, this chance comes once every thousand years. Let it slip, and another may never arise."

"I concur; we must seize it. At minimum, we ought to test the waters."

Additional figures from the thrones voiced their support.

"It looks like you all align with my own thinking."

Noting this, the being shrouded in demonic qi nodded approvingly.

"Very well, then let's act without delay. Following years of calm, the moment has arrived to gauge the true might of the Human Race."

At these words, the demonic qi-enveloped figures on the thrones stirred with eagerness.

As a Demon Lord, he had carved his path amid endless piles of bodies and oceans of gore, harboring a fierce thirst for battle.

Previously, they had reined in their instincts and halted conflicts owing to the overwhelming might of the Human Race.

Yet now, learning of the Human Race's depletion in top-tier fighters, how could they hold back any further?

"Yuan Yi Demon Venerable, allow me to lead as the spearhead, striking first to measure the resolve of the Human Race's elite!"

In that instant, a figure rose from its throne, saluting and volunteering to strike.

The being shrouded in demonic qi looked his way and let out a laugh. "Silent Annihilation Demon Venerable, with your eagerness, I name you the forefront scout to pierce the truths and deceptions of the Human Race. Make sure you don't let me down."

"Understood!" Silent Annihilation Demon Venerable responded with gravity.

"Yuan Yi Demon Venerable, even supposing the Human Race elders are gone, a full-scale assault would surely draw Luo Yuantian's intervention. What's our plan against him?" another throne's occupant asked worriedly.

"Rest easy on that front," the being shrouded in demonic qi assured. "I'll bring this to 'the King.' Should 'the King' step in, Luo Yuantian poses no threat."

"With 'the King' involved, success is guaranteed!"

These words brought immediate delight and ease to the other enthroned figures.

The might of 'the King' stands beyond doubt.

Regardless of Luo Yuantian's prowess, bound by the Great World's limits, he could at most equal 'the King.'

Under 'the King's' watch, the Human Race, stripped of its elite forces, falls wholly under their control!

Such prospects ignited greater thrill among all Demon Lords, their hunger for the clash intensifying.

"Incidentally, have you uncovered the source of that Evil Demon who massacred numerous Human Race elders?"

Now, the being shrouded in demonic qi directed his query once more to the female Enchanting Demon.

"To the Demon Lord, no leads yet. Post-departure from Heavenly Saint Peak, the entity vanished completely, leaving no trail."

The being shrouded in demonic qi realized that such a formidable power couldn't belong to their Demon Clan.

A more probable origin lay beyond the Heavenly Origin Great World.

Strong odds pointed to a Unity Realm powerhouse drifting through the stars.

With the spies' capabilities, tracking such an entity proved impossible.

What misdeeds had the Human Race and Demon Clan committed to incite such carnage?

Yet the entity's identity held little relevance; he merely needed to grasp that this "Evil Demon" opposed the Human Race.

The foe of one's foe proves an ally.

In light of that, should the Demon Clan crush the Human Race, ties with this entity might even form.

Toward a potential Unity Realm powerhouse, the being shrouded in demonic qi maintained deep respect.

Should fortunes align, it would bring him undeniable gains.

These considerations heightened his eagerness for what lay ahead.

…

Lu Qing remained oblivious to the swirling schemes beyond.

Even aware, he wouldn't care.

Given his present power, so long as he stayed inside the Great World, any turmoil could be quelled with ease.

Perched upon the lucky clouds, Lu Qing's mind and soul, empowered by the Superpower, pressed on in analyzing and grasping the [Ziwei Fate Scripture].

He had already delved deeply into this Divine Strange Technique.

In a vague awareness, he sensed a profoundly enigmatic Dao Rhythm Breath emerging from the Sea of Laws.

Still, each effort to fully seize that rhythmic essence left him grasping at voids, forever out of reach.

It resembled a distant illusion, visible yet impossible to grasp.

Lu Qing understood that essence probably embodied the Cause and Effect Path he had sought for ages.

Instead of haste, a spark of joy touched him.

This sign confirmed his path as true.

Persistent deduction and insight would one day let him seize that essence, finally brushing the arcane Cause and Effect Path.

Cultivation's hours always race past.

Lu Qing remained seated steadily on the auspicious clouds, immersed in the Cultivation Technique, and a full day vanished in an instant.

Throughout, no Demon Clan member ventured skyward to challenge him.

Before long, Lu Qing detected a powerful aura bursting forth abruptly.

He lifted his eyes to find the Golden-Eyed Middle-Aged Man's form materializing nearby, his face a mix of shifting emotions as he fixed on Lu Qing.

"So, planning to make a move on me?" Lu Qing stated evenly. "Too bad, the prime moment has passed."

The Golden-Eyed Middle-Aged Man's eyes narrowed sharply.

Observing Lu Qing in cultivation, he had indeed felt the urge to strike.

But the instant the impulse surfaced, a cold dread gripped his core.

His gut warned that any action would spiral into utter catastrophe.

Hence, he clamped down on his murderous urge.

Evidently, Lu Qing had been probing him all along.

Had he yielded earlier, calamity would have struck.

"Fellow, just jesting—I'd never harbor such notions."

The Golden-Eyed Middle-Aged Man grinned, flinging two Storage Bags his way.

"These hold what you asked for. The golden one carries three hundred thousand Top-grade Spirit Stones plus one hundred Supreme Spirit Stones. The second bag offers amends from that dim-witted Gold Lion, gratitude for your mercy."

Lu Qing caught the Storage Bags, sending his Primordial Spirit Power to scan their contents and confirm.

He paid no heed to the man's remarks.

The absence of those Demon Kings fell right in line with his foresight.

Facing one who could end them at will, who wouldn't seek distance?

Quickly, Lu Qing completed his check.

The golden Storage Bag's Spirit Stones tallied exactly as the Golden-Eyed Middle-Aged Man described.

The other held a hefty sum too: more than ten thousand Top-grade Spirit Stones and five Supreme Spirit Stones.

Clearly, the Golden Lion Emperor showed wisdom in his generous tribute.

A pleased look crossed Lu Qing's features.

This haul of Spirit Stones far outstripped what he sought from Luo Yuantian, by a hefty ten thousand Top-grade ones.

The intent, of course, was to probe the Demon Clan's willingness to pay such sums.

Evidently, their reserves ran deep, ripe for more extraction.

"Fellow, does everything add up?"

The Golden-Eyed Middle-Aged Man asked, eyeing Lu Qing's reaction.

"Spot on. With your forthrightness shown, I'll match it with generosity. The scores between the Demon Clan and myself are settled—farewell, friend."

Spirit Stones secured, Lu Qing saw no reason to stay.

Heart light with satisfaction, he saluted the Golden-Eyed Middle-Aged Man before stirring his mind and soul; spatial waves stirred next, and he blinked from view.

At once, the Golden-Eyed Middle-Aged Man's expression darkened.