I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1467 - 876: Monsters Like a Tide, Corpse on the Throne
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Lu Qing, alongside Qiu Ruofeng and the others, ventured nearer to the imposing black tomb.
Nestled deep within the formidable black mountain range, the tomb appeared deceptively close from afar.
However, with each step they took, Lu Qing began to grasp that its apparent proximity was merely a visual trick, a consequence of the tomb's colossal scale.
Despite their swift progress, after a full fifteen minutes of flight, the tomb remained as distant as ever, creating an illusion of unattainable proximity.
Lu Qing focused his gaze on the tomb as they continued their aerial journey.
The structure was entirely black, its material an enigma, adorned with an uncountable number of ancient runes that pulsed with a faint, eerie luminescence.
These runes were densely packed and intricately layered, completely encasing the tomb's exterior walls and radiating an aura of profound mystery.
The tomb's architecture resembled a colossal palace or a grand mausoleum.
Its apex was sharply pointed, while its base spread broad and square, conveying an impression of immense solemnity and stateliness.
Yet, within this dignified facade, an unsettling strangeness was palpable.
It was a lamentable circumstance that he was presently only a Divine Thought Avatar, rendering his Superpower unusable.
Had he been able to utilize his full strength, his current realm's might would surely have revealed some of the black tomb's hidden truths.
Nevertheless, even without his Superpower, his mastery of the Dao of Calculation remained intact.
He could still perceive and anticipate any potential dangers well in advance.
Lu Qing maintained his flight path, his mind diligently engaged in silent deduction.
A short while later, a subtle furrow creased his brow.
This tomb presented a peculiar enigma.
Within the illusory realm of the shattered jade, he had witnessed the Great Power 'Xuanhua', whose presence radiated vibrant strength and whose every action exuded righteous energy.
The memory of that white-robed figure, the gleaming Jade Ruyi, and the purifying aura left a deep imprint on his mind.
Yet, the tomb before him now reeked powerfully of Demonic Qi.
The pervasive Demon Flame, the encroaching Power of Darkness, and the cryptic runes all emanated a chilling coldness.
Could this truly be the final resting place of 'Xuanhua'?
A seed of doubt began to sprout within Lu Qing.
Though he kept his thoughts to himself, he consciously amplified his vigilance.
The procession continued its approach towards the tomb.
As the distance diminished, the tomb's imposing structure grew progressively clearer.
It far surpassed Lu Qing's initial estimations; the facade alone stretched tens of thousands of feet high, resembling an insurmountable black rampart slicing through the very fabric of heaven and earth.
Just as they neared the tomb's perimeter, an abrupt shift in the atmosphere occurred.
A peculiar fluctuation suddenly surged from within the tomb's depths.
This disturbance propagated like expanding ripples, rapidly spreading outwards in all directions and engulfing the group.
In the very next instant, their surroundings underwent a dramatic transformation.
The placid black Demon Flames that had been burning quietly erupted into a frenzied dance.
As if agitated by the disturbance, they billowed forth from the ground, from the crevices between rocks, and from the very void itself.
In a remarkable display, they coalesced into an immense, boundless sea of black flames.
Even more alarming were the entities spawned from this infernal fire.
Innumerable monstrous forms, densely packed and swarming like agitated insects, emerged from the conflagration, hurtling towards them.
The appearance of these creatures was wildly diverse; some bore humanoid features, others resembled beasts, and many defied any conventional description.
Each was engulfed in the black Demon Flame, radiating a ferocious energy, their eyes devoid of sentience, filled only with an insatiable thirst for slaughter.
The most terrifying aspect, however, was their collective aura.
The weakest among these beings had attained the Primordial Spirit Perfect Level, while the strongest emanated a power that rivaled the imposing presence of Qiu Ruofeng and the other elders of the Unity Realm Stage.
Witnessing this horrifying spectacle, Qiu Ruofeng and his companions instantly turned ashen.
The black-robed figures accompanying them shared the same dread, their bodies rigid, their skin crawling with fear.
"This... this..." stammered one of the Black Robed Men, his voice choked with disbelief.
"How can there be so many!" exclaimed another Black Robed Man, his voice cracking under the strain.
Qiu Ruofeng, a veteran of countless perilous encounters, managed to retain a semblance of composure despite the overwhelming shock.
He rapidly surveyed the teeming horde, estimating their number to be at least ten thousand!
Among this vast multitude, dozens possessed power at the Unity Realm Stage.
Dozens of creatures at the Unity Realm Stage!
What did such a horrifying concentration of power signify?
In any Immortal Domain, cultivators at the Unity Realm Stage commanded immense respect and instilled widespread fear with but a single step.
Yet, here, dozens of Unity Realm Stage entities stood arrayed against them.
This staggering number did not even account for those whose cultivation had reached the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Faced with such overwhelming might, not only would the current group be annihilated, but even ten times their number would be torn to shreds.
"Indeed, gaining entry into the resting place of a being beyond the Transformation Realm is not a simple undertaking," Qiu Ruofeng murmured, his eyes clouded with despair.
The black-robed figures beside him shared his bleak outlook.
It had been their initial belief that with Lu Qing's formidable assistance, they could surmount any danger on this arduous expedition.
However, the scene unfolding before them had irrevocably shattered that optimistic illusion.
Such an overwhelming force was far beyond their capacity to contend with.
Even with Lu Qing's formidable presence, he was only a Divine Thought Avatar. The overwhelming multitude of beasts advanced like an unstoppable tide, their terrifying proximity now less than a thousand miles away. At their current alarming pace, the distance would be covered in mere moments. "It's all over..." lamented a figure clad in black, succumbing to despair. But at this critical juncture, Lu Qing made his move. With a simple, nonchalant flick of his sleeve. In an instant, the very firmament underwent a dramatic shift in hue. A colossal wave of Spatial Power, unleashed by Lu Qing, surged outwards, encompassing the vast expanse of a thousand miles. This power was immeasurable, exuding a pressure that defied description, as if the entirety of existence itself resided within his command.