I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1464 - 875: The Deal and the Black Tomb

"What is your intention in bringing me here, then?"

Lu Qing directed his gaze at Qiu Ruofeng, his expression serene.

Honestly, some conjectures had already formed in his mind.

Given that Qiu Ruofeng had divulged these secrets progressively and then solemnly invited him into this Dark Abyss, the underlying motive was exceedingly plain.

Indeed, Qiu Ruofeng's subsequent utterance solidified his surmises.

"This elder seeks Fellow Daoist's assistance to investigate the location of that mysterious Great Power's inheritance," Qiu Ruofeng declared, taking a slow, deep breath.

He regarded Lu Qing with eyes brimming with anticipation.

"Fellow Daoist possesses an unparalleled cultivation, a true anomaly who has attained the Unity Realm Stage through nine Great Daos.

Among these nine, the Space Avenue itself is present, a Dao that no one has ever managed to fuse their Divine Thought with.

It can be truthfully stated that in this era where Transformation Immortals have yet to emerge, Fellow Daoist's mastery of the Space Dao is, without exaggeration, the foremost across the heavens and earth."

Qiu Ruofeng's tone deepened with gravity.

"Within this Dark Abyss, shielded by that peculiar Power of Darkness, the Space Law has become tremendously volatile.

Even an expert at the Unity Realm Stage, upon venturing too deep, will find their perception severely hampered, making it arduous to ascertain their orientation.

Further within this Abyss lie numerous spatial vortices, exceedingly difficult to detect; these vortices appear ordinary but invariably lead to sites of extreme peril.

The slightest lapse in vigilance could result in being ensnared, leading to an inescapable doom."

He paused, a fleeting shadow of regret crossing his features.

"To be candid with Fellow Daoist, over the passage of years, in our pursuit to explore this Abyss, our Netherworld Palace has already experienced the loss of several Supreme Elders.

Among them, two met their fate precisely because they misjudged their path and were consumed by a suddenly materialized spatial vortex, perishing instantly.

We could only observe with utter powerlessness, unable to intervene."

The few figures clad in Black Robes accompanying them adopted somber expressions upon hearing this.

Though these Supreme Elders only had their main bodies fall, and were subsequently revived through the Divine Thought they had pre-emptively preserved, thus averting complete annihilation of both body and Dao.

Nevertheless, the fall of their primary form meant the forfeiture of the cultivation painstakingly amassed over numerous years; the time required to fully recuperate was an unknown duration.

This represented a significant setback for their Netherworld Palace.

Qiu Ruofeng continued, "I surmise that only a cultivator of Fellow Daoist's caliber, one who has achieved Harmonization through the Space Avenue, can navigate the disorienting expanse of this Dark Abyss and skillfully evade those treacherous spatial vortices.

It is for this reason that this old man dared to extend an invitation to Fellow Daoist, hoping for your esteemed assistance."

Upon concluding his plea, he and the assembled Black Robed cultivators fixed their expectant gazes upon Lu Qing.

Lu Qing's expression remained unperturbed, offering neither assent nor refusal.

He remained silent, his eyes steadily fixed on Qiu Ruofeng.

The pronouncements of being "first under the stars" and "unprecedented" sounded eloquent, yet they were merely Qiu Ruofeng's assertions.

How could he possibly accept them at face value?

Despite his current cultivation level and his profound understanding of the Path of Calculation, which allowed him to vaguely ascertain that eight or nine tenths of Qiu Ruofeng's narrative held truth.

The prophecy, the impending calamity, and the inheritance from the Mysterious Transformation realm—these elements likely were not fabricated.

However, this did not equate to complete trust in the other party's entire account.

One could not fathom the intricate schemes the Netherworld Palace might be devising.

Furthermore, the true nature of what lay in the deepest reaches of this Abyss, and whether any unforeseen dangers lurked behind the allure of the Mysterious Transformation inheritance, remained unknown.

He was certainly no novice setting foot on the cultivation path, easily swayed by a few honeyed words into blind agreement.

Therefore, in the face of the earnest anticipation from Qiu Ruofeng and the Black Robed figures, Lu Qing calmly queried, "Fellow Daoist Qiu, what connection does your account have to the ancient disappearances of those Transformation Immortals?"

Qiu Ruofeng appeared momentarily taken aback.

He had not anticipated that after his lengthy explanation, Lu Qing would steer the conversation back to the initial inquiry.

This Mr. Lu was truly as unyielding as tempered steel.

A wry smile touched his lips, yet his conviction that the individual before him was far from ordinary solidified.

To disregard the praise from a Unity Realm Great Power and the potential lure of an inheritance surpassing the Transformation Realm, while maintaining such a clear-headed demeanor—this level of composure was indeed rare.

Perceiving Lu Qing's steadfastness, Qiu Ruofeng realized that relying solely on words to secure his cooperation was likely an exercise in futility.

He fell into a momentary silence before finally emitting a sigh.

"Fellow Daoist's discerning eyes are like torches; this old man is impressed." He raised his head, looking at Lu Qing, his expression turning solemn. "Since that is the case, this old man will make a transaction with Fellow Daoist."

"What kind of transaction?" Lu Qing asked.

Qiu Ruofeng enunciated each word, "This old man will tell Fellow Daoist in full the whereabouts of those Transformation Immortals from ancient times. In exchange, Fellow Daoist must take us along to explore that Mysterious Transformation Great Power’s Inheritance Land."

After he spoke, he simply looked quietly at Lu Qing, waiting for his answer.

Lu Qing did not speak, merely sank into contemplation.

The whereabouts of the Transformation Immortals of ancient times—this was what he most wanted to know on this trip.

From the information Qiu Ruofeng had just revealed, since the Netherworld Palace’s ancestors had produced a Transformation Immortal and also held that prophecy, they clearly knew quite a few secrets.

The "whereabouts" they spoke of likely contained a great secret.

And that Mysterious Transformation Inheritance Land was indeed something he was somewhat curious about.

Back when he saw that great battle in the depths of the World Origin, that white figure who tread the Xinghe, whose every move shattered stars, that Great Power called "Xuanhua"—what kind of existence was he really?

Did he truly fall within this Dark Abyss?

What was hidden at that so-called place of fall marked on the map?

These were likewise things he wanted to know.

Moreover, after listening to Qiu Ruofeng’s words just now, Lu Qing recalled the Heart and Spirit tremor he had sensed not long ago.

Then he also thought of how, following that trace of Heart and Spirit tremor, he had calculated that its source came from that Black and White Temple.