I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1261 - 771:

The white-robed beauty let out a cold sneer, making it obvious she had no plans to show respect to the black-clad old man.

"Sect Master Lin, do you truly intend to shatter this alliance? Consider it carefully—if conflict erupts, countless Immortal Domains and surrounding worlds will get pulled in. Billions of lives could perish because of it. Are you prepared to shoulder such heavy responsibility?"

The black-robed elder declared gravely.

The white-robed beauty hesitated for a moment.

The black-robed elder then turned his gaze to Mo Cangtian: "Fellow Daoist Mo, this warning holds for you too. While the loss of your sect's disciples brings deep sorrow, shouldn't you investigate the facts thoroughly before acting?"

"Hmph! I do wish to uncover the truth, yet hasn't it been you blocking me every step of the way?" Mo Tushan responded in fury.

"Fellow Daoist Mo simply seeks the reality of how your sect's disciples fell. Conveniently, one of my own disciples holds that knowledge, and he'll step up to explain the events in the secret realm."

With a casual flick of his sleeve, the black-robed elder rippled the void, summoning a silhouette into view before the assembly. It was Hei Ming.

"Greetings to the honored elders."

Hei Ming materialized, offering proper obeisance to the mighty Unity Realm Stage experts.

"Young one, do you understand how my Black and White Temple disciples met their end?" Mo Cangtian fixed his intense stare on Hei Ming.

Under the piercing scrutiny of a Unity Realm Stage powerhouse, Hei Ming couldn't help feeling tense.

Yet, with his master nearby, a sense of calm gradually eased his nerves.

He bowed once more and explained, "Elder Mo, this junior does know the details. In fact, it's not just me—nearly all the fellow Daoists who escaped the secret realm are aware of it.

The events unfolded this way: As the Returning Ruins Secret Realm first unlocked that day, a silver flying boat burst into sight, surging past the crowd to plunge inside ahead of everyone..."

At once, Hei Ming started recounting from the secret realm's opening, when Lu Qing abruptly showed up, piloting the silver flying boat.

He described the deeds within the secret realm, from forging a grudge with Mo Tushan to overpowering and slaying him at the seventh level of the Physical Body Tunnel.

In the end, he explained how he guarded the test tunnel's outlet, lying in wait to pick off the Black and White Temple disciples one after another.

Naturally, he hadn't seen the final moments himself, but his allies who lingered beyond had filled him in completely.

Thus, his narration proved thorough, almost as if he'd observed it all firsthand.

His account made the expressions of the five Harmony Great Powers shift repeatedly.

The Sky-breaking Sword Sect's Sword Master, along with the Kongming Sect's white-robed beauty, displayed clear astonishment as well.

Although they'd received reports from their disciples about Mo Tushan's death and the others, the specifics hadn't matched Hei Ming's vivid retelling.

So, they remained oblivious to the enigmatic intruder in the secret realm, one capable of crushing Mo Tushan at Eight Tribulations Perfection and beheading the Immortal Clan's Clan Leader fresh into Nine Tribulations with a sword.

The other influential figures from diverse factions listened in stunned silence.

They'd never dreamed of the intricate drama that had played out inside the secret realm.

That sudden silver flying boat from before had borne such a formidable and merciless individual.

"... Once we got ousted from the test tunnel, the secret realm abruptly sealed shut. With no choice, we boarded a treasure ship to flee, but the enigmatic cultivator stayed behind. His whereabouts remain a mystery to us."

Hei Ming wrapped up his tale.

The moment his words ended, the Kongming Sect's white-robed beauty snapped icily: "Did you catch that, Mo Cangtian? Your Black and White Temple disciples' downfall has zero ties to our people. It stems from your own disciples' weakness—they got wiped out entirely by a lone assailant!"

"So you're claiming my grandson Mo Tushan, plus all those True Disciples from the Black and White Temple, fell to some unknown cultivator?"

Mo Cangtian glared fiercely at Hei Ming, probing as if to pierce his essence.

An overwhelming force instantly bore down on Hei Ming, though a shielding energy soon wrapped around him, lightening the load.

After calming his mind and spirit, Hei Ming affirmed with a serious nod: "Yes, that's exactly what happened."

"Absurd!"

To everyone's shock, Mo Cangtian bellowed suddenly.

"My grandson Mo Tushan reached Eight Tribulations Perfection, armed with the High Grade Spirit Artifact Nine Abyss Demon Tower and a host of other treasures. Even a Nine Tribulations Primordial Spirit couldn't touch him.

But you insist he got subdued and killed in a single strike, and that every last Black and White Temple disciple died by that individual's hand.

Do you expect me to swallow such nonsense? Do you take me for an idiot?!"

A savage murderous aura poured from Mo Cangtian, warping the nearby space where dark cracks flickered in and out of existence.

One could easily sense the blazing fury churning within him.

"Elder, everything this junior has shared is pure fact. Fellow experts from the secret realm saw it too. If you doubt me, feel free to question them directly."

Beneath the crushing weight, Hei Ming forced out his words.

"No need for your input—I'll handle the questioning!"

Mo Cangtian's voice turned frigid as he abruptly extended his grasp, yanking a Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator from a nearby treasure ship right into his clutch.

"Mercy, elder..."

The Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator paled in terror and pleaded desperately.

As the plea escaped, Mo Cangtian clamped onto his skull and launched a Soul Search.

Agony twisted the man's features at once.

Despite his Six Tribulations Primordial Spirit cultivation, he proved far too fragile against a Harmony Great Power.

The Primordial Spirit, forged through endless toil, crumbled under Mo Cangtian's invasive probe.

Before long, vast streams of memories flooded out, seized by Mo Cangtian.