I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1237 - 759

The moment Lu Qing gripped his long sword, his entire presence underwent a radical transformation.

The composure he held just seconds ago vanished, replaced by a sudden, bone-chilling killing intent.

He appeared like a sharp blade finally drawn from its sheath, radiating a momentum capable of severing anything in its path.

An unmatched sharpness pulsed from the blade in his grasp, sending a shiver through the hearts and spirits of everyone watching.

"A High Grade Spirit Sword!"

Those gathered were all True Disciples from the Major Sects, possessing keen eyes and extraordinary insight.

Detecting the terrifying edge vibrating from the weapon in Lu Qing’s hand, they instantly realized this was a Spirit Sword that had reached the prestigious Spiritual Artifact Level!

Even more shocking to them was the sword intent Lu Qing was currently manifesting; it bore a striking resemblance to the aura surrounding Yu Jian.

It was unmistakably the Sky-breaking Sword Qi, the core inheritance of the Sky-breaking Sword Sect!

Was it possible that this mysterious Five Tribulation Primordial Spirit youth was actually a secret weapon hidden by the Sky-breaking Sword Sect?

Peach Fairy and Hei Ming shifted their gazes toward Yu Jian, their expressions filled with uncertainty and suspicion.

Even Qing Xii could not resist turning her head to observe Yu Jian’s reaction.

They witnessed a look of pure astonishment on Yu Jian’s face, though a flicker of realization soon followed, as if he had finally solved a puzzle.

"So, the Green Mist Sword actually found its way into Ah Qing’s possession."

Within the Immortal Palace, several figures, including Old Maple Dragon, recognized the long sword in Lu Qing’s hand and felt a sudden wave of clarity.

"A High Grade Spirit Sword?"

Mo Tushan stared at the Green Mist Sword Lu Qing had produced. Initially, he was startled, not expecting his opponent to also wield a High Grade Spirit Artifact.

However, that surprise was quickly replaced by a flash of naked greed in his eyes.

If he could just slay Lu Qing and claim that High Grade Spirit Sword for himself.

Then his journey to the Returning Ruins Secret Realm would be considered a massive success.

Even if he failed to traverse the physical body passage and enter the Immortal Palace, the trip would have been worth it for the sword alone.

"I see. No wonder you act so full of yourself; you're relying on a High Grade Spirit Sword. Boy, I thank you for delivering my new treasure sword. I’ll accept this generous gift with pleasure!"

As his words echoed, Mo Tushan blurred into a streak of black light. Shrouded by the phantom of the Demon Tower, he closed the distance instantly and launched a punch at Lu Qing.

Bolstered by the Top-grade Demon Artifact, the heavy suppression of the Returning Ruins Secret Realm seemed to melt away, allowing Mo Tushan’s speed to reach a terrifying peak.

He was moving even faster than the extreme speed Lu Qing had shown outside that day.

The power he radiated had surpassed the limits of the Eight Tribulations, reaching a state comparable to a Nine Tribulations Primordial Spirit!

Such was his speed that it seemed Lu Qing had no time to evade, forced to watch as Mo Tushan’s fist aimed directly for his skull.

Before the blow even connected, a cruel, mocking grin spread across Mo Tushan’s face.

He could already envision the scene of Lu Qing’s head bursting under the force of his strike.

But in the next heartbeat, Mo Tushan realized something was wrong.

His fist plowed into Lu Qing’s face, yet it felt as if he had hit nothing but air; there was zero resistance.

His opponent’s image simply dissolved like sea foam beneath his punch.

"What?!"

Mo Tushan was struck with shock. Even with his Primordial Spirit Sense active, he hadn't realized he was attacking a mere phantom.

"You are far too slow."

Lu Qing’s voice suddenly drifted from his flank.

Boom!

Before Mo Tushan could even turn his head, a blast of Sword Qi slammed into him.

The shadow of the Demon Tower protecting Mo Tushan shuddered violently under the impact of Lu Qing’s Sword Qi.

It vibrated intensely for a moment before shattering with a thunderous crash.

"Impossible!"

Mo Tushan’s eyes bulged. Even though Lu Qing’s Sword Qi also dissipated after breaking the Demon Tower’s protection.

He found the result utterly unacceptable.

The Nine Abyss Demon Tower was his ultimate trump card. Its manifested shadow was supposed to be immovable, even against an Eight Tribulations Perfection Primordial Spirit.

And yet, it couldn't even hold up against a single strike from Lu Qing!

With the power of the High Grade Spirit Sword, Lu Qing’s Sword Qi had also broken past the Eight Tribulations threshold, entering the realm of the Nine Tribulations!

Swish! Swish!

Before Mo Tushan could recover his wits, the Green Mist Sword in Lu Qing’s hand danced again.

A tempest of Sword Qi erupted, surging toward Mo Tushan.

Every single arc of Sword Qi was just as potent as the first one.

In a flash, Mo Tushan was swallowed by the ferocious Sword Qi storm.

The sheer force of the storm pushed the other onlookers back, forcing them to retreat into the corners of the room as they watched the scene with wide, horrified eyes.

"How can he be this powerful?"

Both Hei Ming and Peach Fairy felt their spirits tremble, unable to comprehend the sheer scale of Lu Qing’s strength.

Even a powerhouse like Mo Tushan was being utterly dominated.

They knew that once Mo Tushan activated that black Demon Tower, he became a massive threat to any of them.

They never expected him to be suppressed so thoroughly by Lu Qing. The terrifying barrage of Sword Qi made them wonder if Mo Tushan had been killed instantly.

"Is it possible Mo Tushan is dead?" Qing Xii asked involuntarily.

"It won't be that simple."

Though Yu Jian was equally stunned by Lu Qing's display of power, he shook his head at her question.

"True Disciples from the direct line of the Black and White Temple are not easily slain. They practice Evil Techniques that focus heavily on tempering the physical body, granting them incredibly resilient life energy. Unless you can obliterate them in a single heartbeat, they can recover quickly even from a single breath. They are notoriously difficult to deal with."

"Roar!"

As if validating Yu Jian’s assessment, a roar erupted as the Demon Tower soared upward, expanding rapidly and crushing all of Lu Qing’s Sword Qi in its path.

From the midst of the dissipating Sword Qi, a figure as massive as a small mountain emerged. It was Mo Tushan.