I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1287 - 786: Destroying the Soul Lamp, Claiming the Treasure Vault (2)

Lu Qing was aware that each of these flickering Soul Lamps held a strand of Divine Split inside.

In the Gongshu Family, just the Primordial Spirit Realm cultivators and its finest talents could create a Soul Lamp by dividing their Divine Split, then placing it in the ancestral hall for worship.

Swish!

While Lu Qing scanned the area, a shadowy figure abruptly dashed from the darkness, its presence tightly concealed, gripping a short sword as it lunged at Lu Qing; in an instant, it had circled behind him.

Yet Lu Qing appeared to anticipate the move, casually thrusting a finger back over his shoulder.

A beam of Sword Qi shot out, shattering the Spiritual Artifact short sword in the shadow's grasp and piercing straight through his form.

"Cough, cough..."

The shadow's assault failed completely, and he collapsed to the floor, coughing up multiple streams of blood.

His true form emerged as a black-robed elder, with thinning hair and a face etched in deep creases.

"Worthy of a Noble Family indeed, guarding even the ancestral hall with a Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouse, but starting today, your Gongshu Family will vanish entirely from the Heavenly Origin Great World,"

Lu Qing spun to face the elder and stated coolly.

"Who in the world are you? What grudge do you bear against my Gongshu Family to wipe us all out?"

The elder in black slumped against the ground, raised his gaze, and fixed a piercing stare on Lu Qing.

After taking Lu Qing's Sword Qi hit, his Primordial Spirit had started to fade away, sealing his approaching doom.

Still, prior to dying, one mystery gnawed at him, and without resolution, he couldn't pass on peacefully.

So, he gathered his final strength to press Lu Qing for the truth.

"No major grudge exists; I just don't like you," Lu Qing answered, his face remaining impassive.

"Just for that?"

The black-robed elder's eyes bulged in shock, rejecting this explanation outright.

He refused to believe their mighty clan, enduring for hundreds of thousands of years and ruling a vast territory in the Heavenly Origin Great World, could fall due to such a ridiculous cause.

"Seek the real answer in Hell."

With a snap of his fingers, Lu Qing unleashed a thread of Sword Qi to snuff out the elder's remaining life force.

Afterward, he took the storage Magical Treasure from the black-robed elder and swept his eyes over the room again.

This time around, he felt no urge to check whose Soul Lamps these were, and with a mere thought, countless strands of Sword Qi swirled into being around him, surging forward like a tempest and shredding all in its path.

The Sword Qi under Lu Qing's control proved utterly horrifying.

Despite the ancestral hall and Soul Lamps being shielded by Array Formation Restrictions,

against his ruthless Sword Qi, they crumbled like thin sheets, breaking at the slightest contact, offering zero defense.

BOOM!

Within mere breaths, the whole ancestral hall cracked apart in numerous fissures, then burst into fragments.

Meanwhile, the spirit tablets and Soul Lamps got totally destroyed.

This marked the final demise of the Gongshu Family ancestors and the black-robed elder, with no hope of revival.

Once the ancestral hall lay in ruins, Lu Qing's form blurred and vanished once more.

When he materialized again, he stood at the base of a massive mountain summit.

This peak served as the usual seclusion spot for the elder with flowing white hair like a crane's and a face eternally youthful.

Through the Primordial Spirit memories he had seized, Lu Qing uncovered that the Gongshu Family's grandest Treasure Vault lay concealed deep inside this mountain.

Lu Qing pressed two fingers together and unleashed a blast of Sword Qi.

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, all was rent asunder, and the enormous mountain split wide from his lone strike, exposing the treasure vault buried in its core, glowing with Array radiance.

From the elder's recollections, Lu Qing understood that ancient clans followed strict codes; even the Clan Leader couldn't hoard every bit of the family's wealth personally.

As a result, this treasure vault stood before him now.

It housed the bulk of the Gongshu Family's amassed wealth across hundreds of thousands of years.

Noting the shining Array glow over the treasure vault, Lu Qing held off on breaking it down right away.

Instead, he shifted into a colossal glazed palm radiating vibrant hues and seized the treasure vault.

BOOM!

The instant after, the earth's channels ruptured, and stones flew apart.

The palace-sized treasure vault ripped free from the mountain's depths under the grasp of the Glazed Giant Palm!

This astonishing sight made the surviving Gongshu Family members in the inner city shudder harder, frantically trying to conceal themselves.

Against such a dreadful Evil Demon, they held no power to fight back.

Lu Qing ignored the feeble remnants of the Gongshu Family, eyeing the prize he had claimed, a notion crossed his mind.

The Qiankun One Qi Bag tied at his waist lifted into the air, expanding rapidly, and within one breath, it dwarfed the mountain, engulfing the entire treasure vault.

Then it shrank to normal and dropped back into his palm.

As a low-grade Spirit Artifact, the Qiankun One Qi Bag offered no attack power in Lu Qing's possession.

But its enormous inner capacity made it ideal for hauling away this treasure vault.

With the treasure vault secured, Lu Qing's silhouette flickered briefly, landing in front of yet another mountain peak.

Besides the primary vault of the Gongshu Family, various peaks housing branches of the direct bloodline each hid their own treasure vaults.

Like the one from the second direct branch he had raided earlier, yielding him huge rewards; how could Lu Qing ignore the rest?

In the time that followed, Lu Qing repeated the process to gather every branch vault into the Qiankun One Qi Bag.

The operation went off without a hitch; nobody ventured out to block him now.

After finishing this task, Lu Qing morphed into a ray of light once more, soaring high into the sky.

He shut his eyes for a moment, letting his mind and senses probe the inner city's conditions.

A handful of breaths passed before he reopened them, abruptly launching over a dozen sword slashes.

Every slash aimed at distinct spots across the inner city.

Whatever the Sword Qi struck, it reduced to nothing.

"This is bad, flee!"

"Ah!"

"Mercy..."

"You fiend, you'll meet a horrible end!"

As the Sword Qi rained down, bursts of Primordial Spirit Realm presences and many Golden Core Realm ones flared up suddenly, only to wink out almost immediately.

Beneath Lu Qing's Sword Qi, they perished.

With everything settled, Lu Qing shot a cold look at Zhou Tian City far below; a wave of Spatial Power rippled, and his form disappeared from view.

At Lu Qing's vanishing, Zhou Tian City sank into utter quiet.

All remained frozen in terror, afraid to stir.

Lest that horrifying force return and strike them down without effort.

Only after a prolonged wait, with no trace of Lu Qing's return and his aura gone from the city, did unrest slowly build inside.

"Clan Leader, what do we do next?"

In the outer city, a voice called to their Clan Leader.

"You question me? Whom should I question?"

The Clan Leader shot the man a fierce glare.

He was only a small Golden Core Ninth Turn; how could he meddle in such a fatal mess?

"Clan Leader, my point is, with the Gongshu Family's Primordial Spirit Realm and Golden Core Realm folks all gone, and no strong ones left in the inner city, shouldn't we act?"

The man offered a careful nudge.

"You mean..."

The Clan Leader's gaze lit up.

Theirs was a minor clan tied to the Gongshu Family, scraping by in Zhou Tian City thanks to the Gongshu name's shadow.

Yet the Gongshu Family acted like leeches, infamous for it.

Yearly, they forked over massive tributes just to hold their spot.

Even so, the Gongshu Family's endless avarice hiked those tributes higher each time.

Lately, the load had grown crushing.

Resentment had simmered in the clan for ages over this.

But might bowed to power; against a giant like the Gongshu Family, defiance was impossible.

Not even relocating from Zhou Tian City elsewhere worked.

Attempting it would draw the Gongshu Family's furious wrath.

They had figured their clan would get bled dry by the Gongshu Family, roots withered, ending as thralls.

Who knew the Gongshu Family would anger such a monstrous foe.

One individual nearly wiped out all their Primordial Spirit Realm and Golden Core Realm experts.

Wasn't this the perfect moment to escape the Gongshu Family's grip?

Though before departing, they ought to seize back all the wealth the Gongshu Family had wrung from them through the years!

The small clan's Clan Leader, struck by insight,

sensed a daring plan taking root in his mind while noting the city's turmoil and the vanished Array Formation Light Screen over the inner city.