I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1508 - 892

Across the celestial expanse, Lu Qing’s Divine Thought Avatar morphed into a streak of light, utilizing Space Shifting to hurtle toward the subsequent Sub-Temple within the Black and White Temple. His velocity was immense, with each stride conquering billions of miles. The surrounding constellations rapidly receded, transforming into luminous trails that were left far behind. The immense cosmic void appeared to contract beneath his feet, losing its former vastness.

Concurrently, from a great distance within the Returning Ruins Secret Realm, his true form's eyes snapped open. These orbs gleamed with extraordinary brilliance, akin to twin stars illuminating the surrounding space. Within that luminescence, subtle wisps of profound comprehension swirled. Lu Qing formed intricate hand seals, channeling his Divine Thought, which caused the entire Immortal Palace to reverberate. It was a deep, potent vibration, reminiscent of a cosmic heartbeat or the stirring of an ancient, colossal beast. The Great Array permeating the Immortal Palace commenced operation at its zenith, and the dormant restrictions, which had lain quiescent for hundreds of thousands of years, flared to life one by one, emitting a dazzling radiance. This light coursed through the Immortal Palace, bathing it in a brightness comparable to the brightest day. The very foundations of the Immortal Palace, extending into the Endless Void, began to heave and tremble violently. They elongated with frenetic energy, like living entities, burrowing deeper into the void to absorb the myriad energies present there. Countless Exotic Energies, concealed within the profound depths of the void, were ceaselessly transmuted by the Immortal Palace’s Great Array into an exceptionally pure spiritual essence. This spiritual essence flowed placidly through the expanse, coalescing into rivers that surged towards the Mysterious Divine Space where Lu Qing was in deep seclusion.

Within the Mysterious Divine Space, the spiritual essence concentration escalated precipitously, soon reaching astonishing thresholds. Lu Qing parted his lips and drew a deep breath, inhaling this remarkably pure spiritual essence. Upon entering his body, the spiritual essence instantly transformed into a gentle current, permeating his meridians, seeping into his flesh, bones, and Primordial Spirit. His Harmonization Body began a metamorphosis under the potent nourishment of the spiritual essence. The aura encompassing him started its rapid ascent. Yet, he halted his deductions on the Cultivation Technique, choosing instead to dedicate his full might to cultivation. Having witnessed the deeds perpetrated by the Black and White Temple, Lu Qing harbored a singular objective. Firstly, he would elevate his cultivation to its absolute apex. Subsequently, he would emerge and utterly annihilate this preposterous authority! The plight of the tragically deceased living creatures weighed heavily upon him.

The reverberations within the Immortal Palace were immediately detected by the Old Cyan Dragon and the others. The Old Cyan Dragon, resting in its domain with eyes closed, felt the sudden tremor throughout the Immortal Palace. It snapped its eyes open, suspicion clouding its draconic gaze. "What is this..." It could discern the Great Array of the Immortal Palace operating at full capacity, voraciously drawing energy from the void's depths. The flow of Spiritual Energy within the Immortal Palace had also been rerouted. All Spiritual Energy was converging towards the innermost sanctum of the Immortal Palace. This was the very location where the master had once cultivated, the core space where Lu Qing was now secluded.

"What is transpiring?" The Black Bull also emerged from its Cave Mansion, its bovine visage etched with bewilderment. "What's happening with the Immortal Palace? Why such a monumental upheaval?" Ming Feng also took flight, alighting beside the Old Cyan Dragon, her phoenix eyes alight with a measure of concern. "Is something amiss?" The Old Cyan Dragon gave a slow shake of its head and closed its eyes, concentrating its senses for a moment. "It is Ah Qing." The Old Cyan Dragon reopened its eyes, a faint resonance in its tone. "He is channeling the Immortal Palace’s full power for cultivation."

"Channeling the Immortal Palace’s full power for cultivation?" The Black Bull was startled. "That places considerable strain on the Divine Soul; why such sudden desperation?" The Old Cyan Dragon merely shook its head, admitting its ignorance. "Perhaps Ah Qing has just mastered the use of the Dao Artifact and discovered the Immortal Palace's capacity to enhance cultivation. In his elation, he is driving it with all his might, hence this commotion." Ming Feng nodded in agreement. "That seems plausible; after all, the Immortal Palace is a Dao Artifact, and its full-powered operation would naturally generate such a significant disturbance." The Black Bull scratched its head. "Should we investigate?" The Old Cyan Dragon countered with a shake of its head. "There is no need. He is currently in a pivotal phase; we must not interfere. He will emerge naturally once his cultivation is complete." The Black Bull and Ming Feng exchanged glances and offered no further objections. The tremor of the Immortal Palace gradually subsided. However, the absorption of energy from the void's depths continued unabated.

Countless Exotic Energies coalesced into pure spiritual charm, ceaselessly flowing into the Mysterious Divine Space to be absorbed by Lu Qing.

His cultivation aura ascended without any signs of stopping.

Lu Qing remained in a cross-legged posture, his form as still as a statue.

Within him, however, transformations of immense magnitude were unfolding.

Concurrently, while Lu Qing's Divine Thought Avatar navigated the vast expanse of the starry sky.

The Main Altar of the Black and White Temple.

This colossal Daoist temple hovered in the void, its structure divided into stark halves – one of pitch-black ink, the other of pristine snow white, yet intricately merged.

Swirls of countless runes flickered around the temple, radiating an aura of profound enigma.

Deep within the temple's abyssal interior, cloaked in shadow.

Two enigmatic figures, their visages indiscernible, sat in meditation.

Dense Demonic Qi enveloped them, writhing and surging in the darkness like a sentient entity.

Abruptly, one of the figures' eyes opened.

He retrieved an enigmatic Array Plate from his robes.

The Array Plate, no larger than a palm, was entirely black, its surface adorned with an intricate tapestry of runes.

At this precise moment, numerous points of light on the plate pulsed erratically, dimming and brightening, emitting a foreboding energy.

However, a single light spot at the furthest edge had completely vanished.

A subtle tremor ran through his aura, causing the surrounding space to distort ever so slightly.

"Temple Master, what has transpired?" the other figure inquired.