I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1315: 801_2

“Oh, is this the evil demon?”

Sensing the bold aura that Lu Qing unleashed without restraint, the golden-eyed middle-aged man revealed a curious look on his face.

“Could Luo Yuantian have been held up by some issue, stopping him from dispatching a Divine Thought Avatar to deal with him? Excellent, I'll handle this myself. Since he has the nerve to act so wildly in my Demon Domain, let's see just how many lives he possesses!”

With those words, the golden-eyed middle-aged man's form vanished instantly from the throne.

“My emperor…”

Witnessing this, the Golden Lion Emperor felt a surge of worry and called out in haste.

Yet it proved too late. Before he could voice his full worry, the golden-eyed middle-aged man's silhouette had already disappeared.

The remaining Demon Kings watched the unfolding events and exchanged glances among themselves.

They soon responded in kind, their figures also fading from the throne.

“You all…”

This sight made the Golden Lion Emperor's anxiety deepen further.

But fresh from revival, his power remained severely limited, stuck at the Initial Realm of the Primordial Spirit.

Even attempting Space Shifting left him utterly drained and incapable.

In the end, he shifted into a streak of light, bursting out from the Demon King Hall's entrance and soaring into the heavens.

“Xiao Bai, is this the royal capital of your Demon Clan?”

Suspended high above, Lu Qing hovered while gazing down at the sprawling city beneath.

Next to him, the White Flood Dragon floated as well, shrunk to half its human-like size.

“Yes, Supreme. The city below stands as the grandest royal capital of our Demon Clan.”

Gazing upon the royal capital, a mix of emotions flickered in the White Flood Dragon's eyes.

During its youth, it had spent a long stretch of time dwelling in the royal capital.

At that time, both its father and mother were alive, showering it with affection.

Those days marked the most joyful chapter of its existence.

It had never imagined returning to this place one day.

“Good thing I arrived at the correct spot.”

Lu Qing gave a slight nod, then casually let his aura flow freely.

In that instant, a faint shift crossed his features as he turned his gaze forward.

Right then, a middle-aged man bearing vertical golden pupils materialized in the sky ahead, eyeing him with evident intrigue.

Spotting this golden-eyed middle-aged man, Xiao Bai's form quivered abruptly.

Though unaware of the man's identity, an overwhelming dread surged instinctively from its core.

“Xiao Bai, return to the Leaving Fire Tripod for the moment.”

Noticing Xiao Bai's state, Lu Qing acted without delay, waving his hand softly to draw it back into the Leaving Fire Tripod.

“Is that the White Flood Dragon you claimed back then?”

The golden-eyed middle-aged man observed the action without interference, posing the question instead.

A mere Golden Core Realm White Flood Dragon held no significance for him.

Lu Qing, however, had caught him off guard.

He could already sense that Lu Qing had reached the Eight Tribulations Primordial Spirit stage.

Under normal circumstances, an Eight Tribulations Primordial Spirit wouldn't draw his attention.

Yet, based on the Golden Lion Emperor's account, this individual had only recently survived the Primordial Spirit Tribulation to enter the Primordial Spirit Realm, which changed everything.

Progressing from the Primordial Spirit Initial Realm to the Eighth Tribulation in so brief a span.

Even he had never encountered such rapid cultivation progress.

Soon after, the golden-eyed middle-aged man adopted a more solemn demeanor.

“So, there's actually a Unity Realm Stage powerhouse in the Demon Clan, which makes sense for controlling such an expansive territory.”

Keeping his feelings hidden, Lu Qing invoked his Superpower, directing it toward his foe.

He could naturally discern that the golden-eyed middle-aged man before him was, much like Luo Yuantian, a Divine Thought Split God.

Still, out of prudence, he needed to probe deeper into his adversary's origins.

“You can discern my true nature?” The golden-eyed middle-aged man appeared taken aback.

“Though the Great Power of Harmony remains mysterious, I've been lucky enough to observe it on a few occasions.”

The foe seemed keen on dialogue, and Lu Qing saw no reason to decline.

As the information cards began to emerge in his sight, his mind eased even more.

“Knowing I'm at the Unity Realm Stage, what gives you the boldness to unleash your aura so openly in my presence?”

The golden-eyed middle-aged man sensed Lu Qing's unchecked aura, feeling a touch of confusion.

He failed to grasp the source of Lu Qing's composure when facing him.

By this point, the other Demon Kings had gathered in the skies above.

But with the “Emperor” in discussion with the intruder, they hesitated to approach, merely positioning themselves afar while loosely encircling the area.

Lu Qing acted as if unaware of their presence, and even as the Golden Lion Emperor approached from below, his face stayed unchanged—though he let out a light laugh.

“Why shouldn't I? The Unity Realm Stage is powerful, true, but not unbeatable here in the Heavenly Origin Great World. Your Divine Thought Avatar might not overpower me.”

“You seem awfully sure of yourself.”

Rather than anger, the golden-eyed middle-aged man felt a growing weight in his chest.

He detected no empty bravado from Lu Qing—only real assurance.

Achieving such heights couldn't stem from mere youthful recklessness.

Therefore, his opponent surely possessed some solid foundation.

“No more chit-chat. I came here for a single reason.

Your Demon Clan’s Kings once ambushed me right after my tribulation, teaming up to end my life.

Three days back, they conspired with the Human Race's Holy Alliance to bring about my downfall.

I've arrived to balance the scales with you.”

Having uncovered the golden-eyed middle-aged man's origins, Lu Qing lost patience for further banter.

“You seek to hold us accountable?”

At these words, the golden-eyed middle-aged man reacted as if to a jest, showing clear disbelief.

“You've killed off our Demon Clan’s Kings, and now you come demanding justice from us?”

“Precisely,” Lu Qing answered steadily. “I have no desire for needless killing, yet if this score remains unsettled, the Demon Domain Royal Capital loses its right to persist.”

Judging by Lu Qing’s demeanor, the golden-eyed middle-aged man grasped that his foe meant every word, far from jesting.

His own face hardened in response.

“It seems I've shown too much mercy, letting even an Eight Tribulations Primordial Spirit dare to speak so boldly in my sight.”

The golden-eyed middle-aged man’s mind and spirit stirred, poised to deliver a harsh lesson to Lu Qing and force this arrogant Primordial Spirit to face the truth.

Abruptly, his eyes flew wide as a heavy pressure settled on his shoulder.

Incredibly, Lu Qing had materialized right in front of him, placing a hand lightly upon his shoulder.

“How is this possible?!”

The golden-eyed middle-aged man’s face twisted in shock, his body instinctively pulling back—only to discover, to his horror, that Lu Qing’s hand weighed down like an unmovable force.

It resembled the crushing burden of the Heaven-Piercing Divine Mountain, rendering escape impossible for the moment.

“Mystic Earth Golden Dragon, you follow the path of Earth Gold, so your grasp of the Space Dao clearly falls short of Luo Yuantian’s depth.”

With his hand firm on the golden-eyed middle-aged man’s shoulder, Lu Qing let out a quiet sigh.

“What, you've encountered Luo Yuantian?”

The golden-eyed middle-aged man reeled in astonishment once again.

He had assumed Luo Yuantian got tied up with matters and failed to send a Divine Thought Avatar to contain Lu Qing, permitting his intrusion into the Demon Domain.

Now, however, it appeared they had already clashed directly?

More crucially, Lu Qing named him Mystic Earth Golden Dragon, clearly aware of his actual form.

With his core exposed and the oppressive weight on his shoulder, a chilling premonition gripped the golden-eyed middle-aged man.

“Of course I've met him. Luo Yuantian’s command of the Dao surpasses yours by far; even for me, handling him proves somewhat difficult in the immediate term.”

Lu Qing spoke with utter tranquility, yet his words struck like thunder in the golden-eyed middle-aged man’s ears.

The turmoil within him intensified.

Abandoning all pretense of calm, he unleashed a fierce roar, horns erupting from his brow while scales began emerging across his features.

He shed his human guise entirely, intent on shifting to his full dragon form to battle Lu Qing.

As the change took hold, the golden-eyed middle-aged man’s power surged dramatically, allowing him to strain against the hold of Lu Qing’s palm.

“Calm down.”