I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1385 - 841

When they observed Lu Qing suffering under the third Dao Tribulation Thunder, Mo Cangtian and his companions felt a surge of immense excitement.

Their primary anxiety had been that Lu Qing might endure the tribulation without a scratch, ultimately succeeding in his ascension to the harmonization stage.

Such an outcome would have been catastrophic for their cause.

It would have implied that no window of opportunity remained to launch an assault against him.

However, seeing that he could indeed be wounded provided them with a sudden sense of relief.

As long as he remained susceptible to damage, the possibility of eliminating this threat endured.

Mo Cangtian and the others resumed their prayers, hoping the subsequent bolts of lightning would strike with even greater ferocity, effectively grinding this Devil into dust.

Fate seemed to align with the desires of Mo Cangtian and his group.

With each successive strike of the Dao Power Thunder, the intensity surpassed the last.

Consequently, the severity of Lu Qing’s wounds escalated rapidly.

Once the seventh bolt finished and the sea of thunder retreated to reveal Lu Qing’s form, the eyes of the observers narrowed sharply.

It was painfully evident that much of his physical vessel had been disintegrated, leaving behind deep, jagged gashes akin to slashes from blades, and even his characteristic aura had diminished significantly.

His current condition appeared far more dire than when Mo Cangtian and his faction had besieged him with the Six Harmonies Heavenly Demon Array for an extended duration.

"This Devil is nearing his end!"

Mo Cangtian, alongside the hook-nosed elder and the others, wore expressions of pure triumph.

To be so severely battered by only the seventh thunder, with his vitality clearly waning, was a promising sign.

With two more lethal strikes remaining, even if this Devil were to survive, he would be left in a state of extreme vulnerability.

That moment would present the perfect opportunity to strike.

"Ready yourselves; as the instant the heavenly tribulation dissipates, we shall launch our attack!" the hook-nosed elder commanded swiftly.

The others nodded in solemn agreement, and even the three enigmatic figures in black and white robes displayed no protest.

Having witnessed the extent of Lu Qing’s capabilities, they possessed a deep, terrifying awareness of his potential; he simply could not be permitted to successfully achieve the Unity Realm Stage!

Boom!

Just as Mo Cangtian and his accomplices began pooling their strength for an immediate ambush, the eighth tribulation thunder collided with the earth, swallowing Lu Qing into its turbulent abyss.

This particular strike possessed far more power than the previous seven combined.

The sheer density of the lightning within the sea of thunder was such that even a stray spark would have left an average Unity Realm Stage cultivator trembling in realization of their frailty.

Fortunately, the space surrounding Lu Qing remained locked by the tribulation’s aura, keeping it incredibly stable.

Without this restraint, a single blow of such magnitude would have cast him into the depths of the void.

As the eighth thunder slowly flickered out, Lu Qing’s state appeared even more pathetic.

His body was reduced to tatters, riddled with holes seared by the lightning, and his internal organs appeared as though they had been reduced to cinders.

Yet, despite the ruin of his form, he stood tall in the cosmos.

His injuries began to knit together with rapid efficiency, even as his vital energy reserves appeared depleted.

Though his essence was heavily taxed, a brilliant spark flickered within Lu Qing’s eyes.

Those watching from afar were blinded by his waning aura and failed to realize the incredible gains he had harvested.

At this moment, the residual power of the great path filled his body, lingering after the thunder had spent its initial force.

This potent essence surged through him, steadily refining his physical frame into a pure Gold Body.

Simultaneously, the Dao Pattern upon the Yin Yang Five Element Gourd grew more vivid, needing only a final touch to achieve perfection.

Lu Qing recognized that the final increment of power from the ultimate tribulation thunder was the only missing key.

Watching the storm clouds above begin to coalesce once more, he retrieved a high-grade Spirit Stone.

Even though his inner vitality remained deep, the nature of the power of the great path was truly daunting, necessitating that he face the final trial in his absolute prime.

He drew the refined spiritual energy from the stone, instantly replenishing his internal stores.

His wounds closed at a speed that left the observers breathless.

The group of experts watching from the perimeter could only stare in awe at the sheer resilience of his physical form.

They understood that these wounds, inflicted by the power of the great path, were essentially Dao injuries.

Yet, Lu Qing shrugged them off as if his body were capable of effortlessly purging any foreign force; it was nothing short of miraculous.

Bang!

As his wounds neared total restoration, the storm clouds finished brewing the ninth tribulation thunder and discharged it directly upon him.

The strike hit with such force that it seemed to become the only thing remaining in the entire starry expanse.

Every cultivator at the Unity Realm Stage felt their spirit buckle under the pressure.

For a fleeting moment, these powerful entities saw nothing but the brilliant light of the great path.

Only when the blast hit Lu Qing and collapsed into a sea of thunder did they regain their composure, their faces etched with newfound horror.

The ninth thunder was simply too insurmountable.

Deep down, they admitted that even at the height of their own cultivation, they would have certainly perished under such a blow.

Even the woman in white and the elderly man from the Netherworld Palace could not hide their growing apprehension.