I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1344 - 816: Schemes and Plots, All Sides Converge

"That's right, but from what the Primordial Spirit Realm assassin described, those formations are genuinely horrifying and seamlessly fused with the terrain; he scarcely dared to get near them.

As a result, he has no idea what's truly concealed inside the formation."

The elder in black robes gave a quick explanation before inquiring, "Supreme Elder, do you believe that individual might be concealed there?"

"It's difficult to tell." The elder with white hair contemplated briefly, "The Heavenly Origin Great World boasts an ancient legacy, holding numerous mysteries; it might not be that person's sanctuary."

As one of the most expansive Great Worlds in the Great Origin Immortal Domain, the Heavenly Origin Great World has endured for an exceedingly long time.

From antiquity, it has floated amidst the cosmos.

It harbors countless secrets, many of which even Unity Realm Stage experts struggle to comprehend.

Without mentioning other things, the Tianshu Divine Mountain alone is profoundly enigmatic.

Upon reaching the Heavenly Origin Great World, the white-haired elder had once attempted to probe it, yet even with his Divine Thought Avatar, he encountered great difficulty in penetrating further and uncovering its true enigmas.

Thus, the presence of some strange secluded zones is entirely expected.

"Then, Supreme Elder, what course of action should we take? Shall we dispatch someone to examine that region?" The black-robed elder questioned.

"Unnecessary." The white-haired elder responded at once, "No matter if it's that person's hideout or not, we ought not to press the investigation."

Should it prove to be Lu Qing’s seclusion spot, any probing by their Netherworld Palace might spark misconceptions and result in greater harm than benefit.

The white-haired elder had no desire to clash with Lu Qing.

After a brief reflection, he instructed, "Devise a method to pass this intel to Mo Cangtian, yet ensure he doesn't realize we're intentionally feeding it to him."

"Supreme Elder, considering the repeated info relays, with Mo Cangtian’s wary disposition, it could prove tough to avoid arousing his suspicions." The black-robed elder wavered.

"It matters not; if we can fool him, excellent; if not, so be it. At this point, he's deeply entangled, unable to withdraw—unless he can stomach that person gaining more power. In any case, even a slim chance will compel him to probe deeper."

The white-haired elder never expected his ploy to utterly trick Mo Cangtian.

After all, the foe was a powerhouse matching his own caliber, possessing mental sharpness at an alarmingly high degree.

Yet he remained unconcerned if Mo Cangtian detected his maneuvers.

The instant the rival entered the Heavenly Origin Great World, the trap was sprung.

Everything afterward was merely capitalizing on the circumstances.

Even should Mo Cangtian uncover his plots, escape would elude him.

Having grasped Lu Qing’s frightening aptitude, their Black and White Temple could never permit such a dire adversary to advance unhindered.

"This disciple comprehends."

The black-robed elder’s soul quivered in realization, at last grasping the Supreme Elder’s scheme.

He bowed deeply in respect before departing.

"Is that your refuge?"

Observing the black-robed elder’s receding form, the white-haired elder’s eyes deepened, and he whispered softly.

"What you mentioned, is it authentic?"

Half a month afterward, Mo Cangtian gazed at the kneeling demon slave, questioning with evident glee.

"Yes, master. We uncovered a massive formation array buried far below an ancient woodland, spanning no less than a thousand miles.

Yet those formations are utterly daunting, and any regular Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator venturing in would meet certain doom.

Still, this lowly slave is convinced that all those formations were crafted by human means."

The demon slave conveyed the report with profound deference.

"Buried so deep underground, how exactly did you stumble upon it?"

Mo Cangtian squinted his eyes and probed further.

"Back then, a few lowly slaves were questioning a Primordial Spirit Realm assassin from the Netherworld Palace. As master is aware, Netherworld Palace assassins possess vast knowledge and could reveal details about the Evil Demon.

To our surprise, amid the questioning, that assassin abruptly ignited his Primordial Spirit, shattered the bindings, and escaped.

The few lowly slaves gave relentless chase until the assassin, cornered with no escape, dove into the ground.

We pursued doggedly, witnessing the assassin slam into a formation and get obliterated instantly by its formidable might.

It was at that moment the few lowly slaves became aware of those formations."

The demon slave detailed the discovery process step by step.

"You tangled with the Netherworld Palace’s folks?" Mo Cangtian’s face shifted subtly.

"Master, have we erred?" The demon slave grew uneasy.

"No concern; the Netherworld Palace isn't a threat. Losing just a single Primordial Spirit Realm assassin—would they dare to demand justice from me?" Mo Cangtian dismissed it casually.

Mo Cangtian knew the Netherworld Palace’s protocols; their assassins assumed full risk of life and death. Barring core bloodline successors, they wouldn't mourn ordinary assassin casualties.

Nevertheless, the demon slave’s account ignited a spark of wariness in Mo Cangtian.

Though per the slave, the assassin had desperately burrowed underground in flight, unearthing those formations.

Mo Cangtian couldn’t shake the doubt that the Netherworld Palace might be subtly guiding them.

The Netherworld Palace had long thrived in the Heavenly Origin Great World, and Mo Cangtian never assumed his deeds could evade their notice.

Linking it to the abrupt intel his disciple obtained regarding Lu Qing in the Heavenly Origin Great World.

And now this event, the demon slave unearthing those formations.

Lacking proof, Mo Cangtian still felt an undercurrent of oddity.

"Netherworld Palace, are you orchestrating from the shadows? What is your true intent?"

Mo Cangtian’s stare grew inscrutable, his eyes gleaming with an unfathomable glint.

Yet, for all his doubts, Mo Cangtian had no plans to forgo this prospect.