I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1314 - 801:
Previously on I Can See Through All Things' Information...
"Ah Qing, are you saying we should head to the territory of the Demon Clan?" Little Li's eyes suddenly brightened.
"Exactly." Lu Qing gave a slight nod.
He wasn't the type to show such generosity, enduring an assault without fighting back.
Having come to surround him, the Demon Clan ought to have anticipated his fierce counterstrike.
With a summons, the Void Flying Boat materialized, and Lu Qing stepped aboard alongside Little Li.
In the instant that followed, a swirling spatial vortex formed, swallowing the Void Flying Boat whole as it vanished completely.
Deep within the Demon Domain, right in the royal capital, stood a grand and imposing palace.
Revered and yearned for by innumerable souls across the Demon Domain, this structure called the Demon King Hall served as the usual venue for Demon Kings to deliberate affairs.
Yet right now, a tense and oppressive air hung over the palace.
Over a dozen silhouettes occupied the thrones in utter silence.
Additional thrones remained empty nearby.
After what seemed like an eternity, the dominant presence at the highest seat broke the quiet at last.
"So, you ventured to the human race's Holy Alliance, seeking alliance to eliminate that ancient Evil Demon Primordial Spirit, only for him to turn the tables and wipe you out entirely?"
The one speaking resembled a middle-aged man from the Human Race in nearly every way.
Just his golden slit-like pupils betrayed his otherworldly origins.
"Your Emperor, that is correct."
A lion-headed form replied, his features etched with embarrassment.
Were Lu Qing present, he'd instantly identify this lion-headed individual as the Golden Lion Clan's Demon Emperor, felled by his hand atop the Heavenly Saint Peak.
Still, his current aura felt far diminished, scarcely touching the initial stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
"A cultivator stuck at the beginner Primordial Spirit Realm level just decades prior can now overpower you all."
Disbelief flickered across the golden-eyed middle-aged man's face.
"Your Emperor, this Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator defies normal measures."
As memories of his defeat flooded back, the Golden Lion Emperor couldn't suppress a surge of dread in his chest.
"The Evil Demon wields unmatched power within the Primordial Spirit Realm these days. A single strike from his fist ended both the Demon Bull Emperor and me. I suspect the Holy Alliance Elders have met a grim fate too."
Prior to that, Lu Qing had slain the Golden Lion Emperor and various mighty Demons, leaving them blind to the fight that ensued.
That said, judging by the might Lu Qing displayed, the Golden Lion Emperor remained convinced those Holy Alliance Elders couldn't endure the fearsome Evil Demon.
At these words, the remaining throne occupants shuddered, their faces twisting in alarm.
No need to elaborate on the might of the Golden Lion Emperor and Demon Bull Emperor; they outshone these Demon Kings, ranking just beneath the "Emperor" himself.
A mere punch felled even them. What immense power did that Evil Demon hold?
"That may not hold true."
The golden-eyed middle-aged man dismissed the notion with a shake of his head.
"Given the uproar, Luo Yuantian surely won't stay passive. Should he step in, that Evil Demon couldn't stir up trouble."
The Golden Lion Emperor parted his lips to speak.
He was well aware that "Emperor" meant Luo Yuantian, the Unity Realm powerhouse and genuine guardian of the Human Race.
Yet he believed, considering the Evil Demon's horrifying might, even a Unity Realm Great Power sending down a Divine Thought Split God might fail to contain him.
Still, aware the "Emperor" occupied the Unity Realm too, voicing such doubts could invite his ire.
Thus, the Golden Lion Emperor reconsidered and opted for silence in the end.
But as a being of such stature, how could the golden-eyed middle-aged man overlook the Golden Lion Emperor's look?
He grasped at once that the Golden Lion Emperor suffered a mental scar from the Evil Demon Primordial Spirit.
This realization brought a wave of regret to the golden-eyed middle-aged man.
Haunted by a fellow-realm Evil Demon Primordial Spirit, with a Dao Heart this fragile, the Golden Lion Emperor likely would never ascend to the Unity Realm.
Going forward, the Demon Clan would depend on him just to hold on by a thread.
True enough, while the Demon Clan boasted innate talents and raw strength, their Dao Heart cultivation trailed far behind the Human Race and even their own kind.
Even so, the golden-eyed middle-aged man kept his private musings to himself.
Rather, he offered comfort to the Golden Lion Emperor: "Very well, Lion Emperor, you've only just returned to life. Best to retreat and recuperate now. In a few days, after the Ancestor Demon Tower regains its strength, I'll bring back the Demon Bull Emperor and the rest as well."
The Demon Clan's method of revival varied a touch from the Human Race's.
Crucially, it drew upon the Ancestor Demon Tower in their lands. Bolstered by the Ancestor Demon Tower's essence, their revival proved simpler than for humans.
That being noted, reviving a Demon King via the Ancestor Demon Tower demanded vast resources.
Bringing back an Eight Tribulation Demon King such as the Golden Lion Emperor proved especially taxing, needing several days at minimum for the tower to recharge.
"Understood, I'll withdraw now."
The Golden Lion Emperor keenly sensed his present frailty, eager to hurry back to his clan for recovery and to rebuild his cultivation.
He stood promptly, ready to depart.
Yet in that very instant, he caught the golden-eyed middle-aged man's expression shifting abruptly.
A bit taken aback, he hadn't time to ask before sensing a colossal aura manifesting over the royal capital.
"This aura..."
Sensing it, the Golden Lion Emperor's face paled sharply, almost leaping to his feet.
He knew this presence intimately.
"Your Emperor, it's that Evil Demon Primordial Spirit—he's pursued us into the Demon Domain!"
The dread from that fearsome aura made the Golden Lion Emperor's heart pound wildly.
Now it was plain: as he'd feared, the Holy Alliance Elders had utterly failed against the Evil Demon.
Undoubtedly, those Elders had suffered the same deadly end as he.
By now, the Heavenly Saint Peak must lie in utter devastation.