I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1236 - 758: Will to Kill
Previously on I Can See Through All Things' Information...
"Step forward and meet your end."
Lu Qing spoke with a calm indifference, as though he were merely preparing to step on an insect.
The sheer gall of Lu Qing’s words sent a wave of shock through the crowd.
It was incomprehensible that such a statement came from a cultivator who had only reached the Five Tribulation stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Mo Tushan, meanwhile, felt a surge of malicious fury rising from his gut, his temper igniting instantly.
"You are begging for death, brat!"
With a thunderous shout, the massive frame of Mo Tushan lunged forward, closing the distance to Lu Qing in an instant to deliver a heavy blow.
Consumed by rage, he didn't even bother summoning a Magical Treasure; he intended to use the raw Power of the Physical Body to grind Lu Qing into a bloody pulp with his bare fists.
"This is bad!"
Yu Jian was caught off guard by how quickly Lu Qing had provoked such intense hostility.
Feeling the overwhelming killing intent radiating from Mo Tushan, Yu Jian narrowed his eyes, preparing to step in.
However, in the following breath, the treasure sword he had just begun to raise stayed frozen as he stared ahead in a daze.
Suddenly, a blinding flash of Sword Light erupted, filling every corner of the Seventh Pass within the Physical Body Channel.
Boom!
The Sword Light struck Mo Tushan directly, hurlng his massive body backward through the air.
Even upon landing, he struggled to keep his balance, forced to retreat several more paces to steady himself.
"What?!"
The onlookers were stunned into silence.
Nobody had anticipated that Mo Tushan, a master at the Eight Tribulations Perfection stage, would be pushed back by a strike from Lu Qing.
Mo Tushan himself was the most shocked; he stared at the jagged gashes carved into the Inner Armor on his forearms before looking up at Lu Qing with wide, disbelieving eyes.
That Sword Light had been terrifyingly sharp; had he not activated his Magical Treasure for protection at the final second, he might have been sliced straight through.
How could a mere Five Tribulation Primordial Spirit exert Sword Qi that felt more menacing than even Yu Jian’s? It defied logic!
Yu Jian and Qing Xii were equally floored by the display.
As elite Primordial Spirit Sword Cultivators, they recognized the lethal power behind Lu Qing’s strike.
They realized that even if they didn't hold back their own strength, their best Sword Qi would likely not surpass what they had just witnessed.
In that moment, the mystery of how Lu Qing cleared the Sword Dao Channel was solved.
His mastery of the Sword Dao was certainly not inferior to theirs!
"He nearly cut Mo Tushan down with a single swing?"
The young geniuses at the Seventh Pass were not the only ones reeling; even the three Mutant Beasts within the Immortal Palace were profoundly shaken.
They had worried for Lu Qing when Mo Tushan launched his sudden assault.
To their surprise, the tables had turned in an eye-blink, leaving Mo Tushan wounded and nearly defeated by Lu Qing's blade.
"Don't be in such a hurry; I have a few things to ask you. Once you’ve answered, I will grant you a proper death,"
Lu Qing remained composed despite the stunned stares, his voice remaining level.
"Brat, it seems you were hiding your true strength; I clearly misjudged you. It's no wonder you made it to the Seventh Pass."
Mo Tushan’s expression turned grim as he locked his gaze on Lu Qing.
That previous exchange proved that the youth before him, despite appearing to have only Five Tribulation Cultivation, was a dangerous opponent.
Though he couldn't fathom how the boy's aura was masked so flawlessly, he knew Lu Qing’s power was a genuine threat to his life.
"It is only the Seventh Pass; hardly a difficult hurdle to clear," Lu Qing said, shaking his head. "Now, are you prepared to answer me?"
"What is it you want to know?" Mo Tushan asked dismissively.
Secretly, however, he began gathering his internal strength for a counterattack.
"That Skull Necklace you wear—it was crafted from the skulls of infants, wasn't it?"
Lu Qing’s eyes settled on the macabre ornament resting on Mo Tushan’s chest.
They had imagined he might ask about Mo Tushan’s earlier ambush, but they never expected a question so seemingly unrelated to the current situation.
Mo Tushan was also caught off guard.
After a brief hesitation, a realization seemed to dawn on him. He stroked the skulls on the necklace, a cruel grin spreading across his face.
"So that is why you challenged me? For some pathetic sense of justice? You 'righteous' fools always love hide behind such sickening moral excuses."
"You are right. This necklace was forged from infant skulls—nine females born at the darkest yin hour, and nine males born at the peak yang hour. Why? Do you find it beautiful?"
Mo Tushan caressed the necklace as if it were a precious treasure, his twisted expression sending a shiver down the spines of those watching.
"Vile demon!"
Yu Jian’s face darkened as he spat the curse, his Sword Intent beginning to surge violently.
Qing Xii’s eyes burned with a cold fury, and Sword Light began to dance in her palm.
She looked ready to strike at any moment.
Even Peach Fairy and Hei Ming looked on with visible shock.
While rumors of such atrocities had circulated, hearing Mo Tushan boast of his depravity was still jarring.
The Black and White Temple was truly the most malevolent Sect; their cruelty far outstripped even the Pavilion of the Enchanting Immortal or the Netherworld Palace.
All eyes turned to Lu Qing, waiting to see how the man who asked the question would react.
To their surprise, Lu Qing’s face remained a mask of calm.
He simply gave a small nod. "Understood. You may die now, and your Black and White Temple shall follow you into non-existence."
"You intend to challenge the Black and White Temple?"
Mo Tushan let out a mocking laugh, as if he had just heard a ridiculous joke.
"Brat, you really don't know the heights of the heavens..."
But before Mo Tushan could finish his taunt, a streak of Sword Qi was already upon him, cutting his words short.
This time, however, Lu Qing’s Sword Qi failed to draw blood.
The phantom of a black Demon Tower suddenly manifested, shielding Mo Tushan and completely absorbing the incoming Sword Qi.
"Kid, I'll grant that you have talent. As payment for those two strikes, I am going to shatter every bone and meridian in your body."
"I will tear out your Primordial Spirit and trap it within my Nine Abyss Demon Tower. You will be denied the mercy of death,"
"Instead, you will burn in the agony of Demon Fire for all eternity!"
Feeling the massive power surging within him, Mo Tushan glared at Lu Qing with a sadistic smile.
"So, it is this top-grade Demon Artifact that gives you such bravado."
Lu Qing remained unmoved, staring at the imposing shadow of the Demon Tower and its dark energy.
In the next instant, a Spirit Sword appeared in his grasp.