I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1252 - 767: Greed Arises, Battle of Nine Tribulations!
Previously on I Can See Through All Things' Information...
Swoosh!
Another streak of Sword Light flashed by, skewering the skull of a Black and White Temple disciple who had only just materialized.
The Sword Light tore through the physical form, instantly obliterating the disciple’s Primordial Spirit and extinguishing every trace of his Vitality.
Bang!
The corpse of the Black and White Temple disciple hit the ground heavily, his life aura fading into nothingness.
Lying beside him were already seven or eight other corpses, all disciples of the Black and White Temple dressed in identical Black and White Taoist Robes.
A heavy silence gripped the square.
The gathered experts watched Lu Qing slay yet another disciple of the Black and White Temple; their expressions had shifted from shock to a dull numbness.
Regardless of how formidable a Black and White Temple disciple might be, seeing them consistently executed with a single strike from Lu Qing seven or eight times in a row would make anyone lose their capacity for surprise.
By now, they all realized that Lu Qing’s power had ascended to an unfathomable level.
Even though the aura radiating from him still appeared to be that of the Primordial Spirit Five Tribulations.
Everyone understood that below the Eight Tribulations, no one could survive even one of Lu Qing's sword strikes.
Whenever a disciple of the Black and White Temple showed their face, death was the only possible conclusion.
Perhaps the outcome would change only if Mo Tushan himself stepped forward.
However, the mindset of the crowd had begun to shift subtly.
Many started to question: even if Mo Tushan appeared, would he truly be a match for Lu Qing?
It was an unavoidable thought, as the might Lu Qing had displayed was simply too horrifying.
Whether they were at the Six Tribulations of Primordial Spirit or the Seven Tribulations, they were all felled by a single sword, never requiring a second blow.
Sword Qi of such terrifying intensity was something even an Eight Tribulations Sword Cultivator would find difficult to replicate.
Mo Tushan was indeed at the Eight Tribulations Perfection and likely possessed many hidden trump cards.
Yet, many experts in the Primordial Spirit Realm were now uncertain if he could actually defeat this mysterious Five Tribulations Cultivator.
The time that followed remained a one-sided massacre by Lu Qing.
Black and White Temple disciples were continuously ejected from various trials.
Without fail, the moment they appeared, they were cut down by Lu Qing’s single sword strike.
This ruthless efficiency filled the surrounding experts with even greater dread toward Lu Qing.
Despite possessing such profound and mysterious Cultivation, this man lacked any sense of "high-minded" pride.
Even when facing Cultivators significantly weaker than himself, he did not hesitate to use methods akin to a sneak attack to eliminate his foes.
To be powerful, mysterious, and so shamelessly cold-blooded.
Such an individual was exactly the type that one must never offend!
A day later, another Black and White Temple disciple emerged from a trial and was slain by Lu Qing in the blink of an eye.
After that specific disciple, however, ten full days passed without another Black and White Temple member appearing.
This led some of the powerful onlookers to whisper that perhaps Lu Qing had already slaughtered every Black and White Temple disciple in the passages, save for Mo Tushan.
Lu Qing was also lost in thought.
Initially, he had been focused on Mo Tushan and hadn't noted the exact number of Black and White Temple disciples who had entered the secret realm.
Reflecting on it now, the number he had killed seemed about right.
"If no one else appears in the next few days, I'll head back to the Immortal Palace and ask Elder Azure Dragon if there are any stragglers left."
Elder Azure Dragon, a master of the Space Dao, likely knew every corner of the Returning Ruins Secret Realm.
Seeking him out was the best way to confirm if any Black and White Temple disciples remained.
Just as Lu Qing stood up to return to the Immortal Palace.
Suddenly, the space ahead rippled, and a new figure emerged.
At the same time, an overbearing aura erupted, washing over the entire square.
Sensing this pressure, the experts on the square immediately went on high alert.
They watched the middle-aged man in the Purple Dragon Robe with wary eyes, preparing themselves.
In contrast, a group of people at the edge of the square cried out in joy: "Clan Leader!"
The man in the Purple Dragon Robe looked visibly displeased.
He had entered the Mana passage believing his Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit Cultivation would allow him to breeze through the trials and claim the treasures of the Immortal Palace.
Instead, while the first few stages were manageable, the difficulty spiked drastically afterward, making every step a struggle.
Ultimately, he was blocked at the seventh stage, unable to even reach the eighth, and was forcibly teleported out.
Recalling the effort he spent—first securing the Treasure Pill, then choosing the Mana passage after his breakthrough.
To be halted at the seventh stage after all that left the man in the Purple Dragon Robe feeling incredibly stifled.
The trials of this Immortal Palace were simply absurd!
If a Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit couldn't pass to claim the rewards, then why limit entry to the Returning Ruins Secret Realm to the Primordial Spirit Realm in the first place?
It seemed utterly pointless!
Was it possible that only those at the absolute peak of the Nine Tribulations Perfection were qualified to proceed?
Frustrated and considering trying a different passage, the man in the Purple Dragon Robe glanced around, only for his eyes to lock onto the pile of corpses nearby.
His pupils contracted when he recognized the Black and White Robes the bodies were wearing.
Weren't those disciples of the Black and White Temple? And so many of them had been killed.
Who would dare to slaughter the people of the Black and White Temple? What on earth had happened while he was trapped in the trials?