I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1255 - 768: Sword Slays Nine Tribulations (Part 2)
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Lu Qing’s voice echoed softly through the air.
Simultaneously, the lightning crackling upon the Purple Dragon Spear surged into Lu Qing’s frame with an even more violent momentum.
The Purple Dragon Spear shuddered instantly, becoming submissive within Lu Qing’s grasp, no longer daring to resist.
Having quelled the Dragon Spear, Lu Qing surveyed the flickering bolts in the sky and suddenly drew a deep breath.
In the following instant, myriad streaks of purple lightning converged toward Lu Qing’s mouth, resembling swallows returning to their nests.
Within a mere few breaths, the lightning-filled sky was cleared, entirely consumed by Lu Qing.
After devouring the heavens' lightning in a single gulp, Lu Qing savored the sensation briefly before shaking his head and casting his gaze downward.
"Your mana lightning is far inferior to Heavenly Tribulation."
"How is this possible..."
The gathered experts were left speechless by the sight.
A devastating strike from a Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit expert had been neutralized with such ease.
That terrifying thunder, capable of slaying any Primordial Spirit above Five Tribulations, had been swallowed whole by Lu Qing.
Furthermore, the opponent had remarked that the lightning tasted worse than a Heavenly Tribulation—did this imply he had consumed actual Heavenly Tribulation before?
Could a cultivator of the Primordial Spirit Realm truly achieve such a feat?
Was it possible this mysterious sword cultivator was actually a legendary Great Power of Harmony?
"This is impossible! What kind of monster are you?!"
The middle-aged man clad in the Purple Dragon Robe was the most shaken among those present.
He found it inconceivable that his maximum-effort strike failed to even singe a single hair on his opponent.
Even his ancestral Spiritual Artifact appeared to be suppressed, held motionless in the stranger's hand.
Disbelief and dread seized the heart of the man in the Purple Dragon Robe.
"It appears you have exhausted your techniques. Now, allow me to demonstrate one."
Lu Qing showed no interest in answering the frantic questions of the man in the Purple Dragon Robe.
With a mere flicker of his will, the Sword Dao Domain that blanketed the high heavens suddenly manifested countless stars.
Upon their emergence, these celestial bodies began to merge into one another.
Within seconds, they coalesced into a blinding radiance that took shape before Lu Qing.
Releasing his hold on the Purple Dragon Spear, Lu Qing reached out toward the brilliant glow.
The light immediately shifted into the form of a sword made of radiance, settling perfectly into Lu Qing’s palm.
Throughout the entire sequence, the Purple Dragon Spear remained suspended nearby, paralyzed by fear and unable to move.
As he gripped the light sword, an overwhelming and world-shaking sword intent radiated from Lu Qing.
While these transformations appeared intricate, they occurred in the blink of an eye.
From the birth of the stars to the formation of the light sword in Lu Qing’s hand, only a breath or two had passed.
Nevertheless, the powerful figures below remained frozen in shock, watching the spectacle unfold.
"If you survive this sword of mine, I shall spare your life."
Holding the sword of light, Lu Qing’s cold words drifted down from the heavens.
Immediately following his voice, a dazzling sword light descended.
This sword light seemed to be the only thing remaining in existence.
Its appearance instantly captivated the hearts and souls of everyone watching.
Before anyone could process what was happening, the sword light swept through the body of the middle-aged man in the Purple Dragon Robe.
The strike was executed with absolute precision; there was no thunderous explosion or chaotic energy.
The event occurred in total silence.
The man in the Purple Dragon Robe gave only a slight twitch as his life force began to evaporate.
Behind him on the ground, a hairline fracture appeared silently, reaching down to an unfathomable depth.
Lu Qing drifted down slowly from the sky, and the Sword Dao Domain covering the plaza began to fade away.
Finally, Lu Qing landed directly in front of the middle-aged man in the Purple Dragon Robe.
The man offered no reaction during the entire descent.
His eyes were hollow, devoid of any spark of life.
With a casual wave of Lu Qing’s hand, a light wind blew past, causing the body beneath the purple armor to crumble into dust and scatter.
Only the darkened Purple Armor and a few treasures remained, clattering onto the floor.
He had been reduced to literal ash, his soul and body both extinguished by Lu Qing’s sword.
"Clan Leader!"
Several members of the Great Immortal Clan cried out in anguish, but their voices were quickly muffled by the hands of their fellow clansmen.
The remaining observers stood paralyzed, their minds completely blank.
Ignoring the commotion, Lu Qing gathered the spoils left by the man in the Purple Dragon Robe and swept his eyes across the crowd.
Wherever his eyes fell, people shuddered violently, unable to maintain eye contact.
Even famous experts from the outside world, known for their fearlessness, reacted with the same terror.
They had no choice; the person before them was simply too monstrous.
This was a Nine Tribulations Primordial Spirit—a cultivator at the very peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Yet, he had been annihilated by a single sword strike.
The experts could no longer even guess the true depth of Lu Qing’s power.
That single move was the most horrific Sword Skill they had ever witnessed.
It was doubtful whether even a Perfect Primordial Spirit Sword Cultivator could produce such a strike.
Had the Returning Ruins Secret Realm not barred anyone above the Primordial Spirit level, they would have been certain Lu Qing was a Great Power of Harmony in disguise.
Regardless of his actual rank, it was clear that Lu Qing could slaughter them all without breaking a sweat.
In the presence of such a monster, how could they not be cautious?
Provoking him would surely lead to being turned into dust.
As Lu Qing’s gaze passed over them, people recoiled as if avoiding a venomous snake. Lu Qing merely shook his head and, without a word, vanished from the plaza to return to the Immortal Palace.
He did not attack anyone else, completely disregarding the surviving members of the Great Immortal Clan.
Phew!
Seeing Lu Qing vanish and sensing his presence fade away.
The cultivators on the plaza didn't stop to wonder how he left; they simply felt their hearts unfreeze and exhaled in collective relief.
Those with weaker Dao Hearts only then realized their hands and backs were drenched in cold sweat.
Despite being Primordial Spirit Realm masters, they had been reduced to such a state by Lu Qing’s presence.
"Ah Qing’s Sword Dao has reached such a realm?"
Inside the Immortal Palace, the Old Cyan Dragon and his companions remained in a long silence after witnessing that strike.
After a long while, the Old Cyan Dragon let out a heavy sigh.
The Black Bull and Ming Feng were equally shaken to their cores.
As Unity Realm Stage beings, they could perceive much more than the young Primordial Spirit cultivators outside.
Because of this, Lu Qing’s display was even more shocking to them.
They could see that the sword strike had surpassed the boundaries of the Primordial Spirit Realm, nearly reaching the level of the Unity Realm.
Otherwise, it would not have been so easy to slay a Nine Tribulations of Primordial Spirit while simultaneously slicing through a restriction of the Secret Realm.
In truth, if Lu Qing had only killed the Nine Tribulations expert, the Old Cyan Dragon and the others wouldn't have been so stunned.
After all, at the Primordial Spirit Five Tribulations, Lu Qing had already suppressed Mo Tushan, a genius at the Eight Tribulations level.
The man in the Purple Dragon Robe may have been a Nine Tribulations Primordial Spirit, but he was newly ascended and lacked exceptional talent, making him not much stronger than Mo Tushan.
The fact that Lu Qing could kill him after reaching the Primordial Spirit Six Tribulations was expected.
What truly floored the Old Cyan Dragon and the others was that the sword strike had also breached a restriction within the Secret Realm.
One must remember that these restrictions were established by the master himself.
The power of the Primordial Spirit Realm should have been incapable of scratching them.