I Can See Through Everything

Chapter 302

"Is it over?"

"Who won?"

When they saw the figure flying out and crashing through a building, everyone gasped in shock. Unfortunately, the dust clouded their vision, making it impossible to see who had been struck.

As the dust settled and the scene became clear, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

Lu Qing stood calmly in the center, while the Third Sacred Lord was lying amidst the ruins of the collapsed building. A noticeable knife wound on his chest emitted a faint silver glow, hinting at some mystical inner armor he wore.

"The Third Sacred Lord... lost?"

All eyes were on the wound on the Third Sacred Lord's chest, filled with disbelief. No one expected this outcome.

Lu Qing and the Third Sacred Lord faced each other in silence. After a long pause, the Third Sacred Lord finally spoke, his voice tinged with disbelief. "How has your power increased so much?"

The Third Sacred Lord truly couldn't understand. Lu Qing had just stepped into the Precelestial Realm, yet his strength kept surging as if there was no limit. Even though Lu Qing was a unique anomaly capable of summoning Tribulation Clouds, this defied all logic. After all, he was only at the initial stage of the Precelestial Realm. Even after enduring the baptism of a heavenly tribulation, he shouldn't be this powerful.

"It's just a secret method I've been cultivating, with a bit of mystery to it. I apologize for the oversight, Sacred Lord." Lu Qing replied indifferently. "Now, Sacred Lord, shall we continue?"

Hearing this, the Third Sacred Lord understood that Lu Qing was unwilling to reveal his secret. He wasn't surprised—after all, no one would easily divulge their cultivation secrets.

Glancing around, the Third Sacred Lord shook his head. "No need. Since you were able to injure me, this battle is yours."

"However, I must advise you of one thing—Xuan Ming's status in Xuankong Mountain is not ordinary. If you truly wish to kill him, be prepared for the wrath of Xuankong Mountain."

With that, the Third Sacred Lord's figure suddenly rose, lightly stepping on the rooftops before disappearing from sight, leaving the remaining members of Xuankong Mountain behind.

Seeing the Third Sacred Lord leave so decisively, Lu Qing raised an eyebrow, gaining some insight into his character. As for the Third Sacred Lord's warning, Lu Qing didn't take it to heart. At this point, the enmity between him and Xuankong Mountain was beyond reconciliation. Even if Xuan Ming held a special status, Lu Qing wouldn't hesitate to kill him, even if the leader of Xuankong Mountain were here.

Lu Qing stood quietly, lost in thought, but no one dared to disturb him. After a while, he turned and slowly walked towards Xuan Ming, who was still half-buried in the rubble.

Xuan Ming's luck had been fairly good. During the fierce battle between Lu Qing and the Third Sacred Lord, many powerful sword and blade energies were unleashed, yet most of them missed him. The few that came close were deflected by the red monk's robe he wore.

However, the other monks from Xuankong Mountain weren't as lucky and perished in the aftermath of the battle. This was one of the reasons why the Third Sacred Lord had left so abruptly—some of the monks' deaths were also his doing.

Xuan Ming's face was ashen. When the Third Sacred Lord departed, he knew his fate was sealed. Thus, when Lu Qing approached, he didn't beg for mercy but instead glared at him with a venomous expression. "You demon, don't get too proud. One day, Xuankong Mountain will avenge us and rid the world of you!"

Lu Qing said nothing, his face expressionless as he lightly swung his blade. The red monk's robe on Xuan Ming's body glowed with a red light but was of no use. It was easily sliced through, and in the next moment, Xuan Ming's head flew off, marking the end of the high monk of Xuankong Mountain.

After killing Xuan Ming, Lu Qing lightly stepped on the ground, causing it to tremble and dislodge Xuan Ming's body from the dirt. With a swift flick of his blade, he picked up Xuan Ming's red monk's robe and began searching his body.

To the surprise of the gathered experts, Lu Qing began looting corpses right in front of them. Even the seasoned experts of the Precelestial Realm couldn't help but twitch at this sight. No one expected Lu Qing to disregard his status as a top expert like this.

Some of those with ulterior motives showed disappointment. After witnessing the power of Xuan Ming's red monk's robe, everyone knew it was a rare treasure, offering automatic protection and even resisting Lu Qing's blade. They had hoped to pick up some of the spoils after Lu Qing left. However, Lu Qing's brazen act dashed those hopes.

Despite his unorthodox behavior, no one dared to criticize him. Even Yangming Daoist, a powerful figure from one of the Four Great Secret Realms, remained silent. After all, Lu Qing had just defeated the Third Sacred Lord in a frontal battle. Regardless of whether he relied on secret methods or other means, this victory earned him a place among the top experts in the world. None of the experts present were a match for his blade.

After thoroughly searching the bodies of Xuan Ming and several other elders from Xuankong Mountain, Lu Qing obtained a considerable amount of items. The red monk's robe, the golden alms bowl, and a mysterious white jade bottle were particularly valuable to him.

Wrapping everything in the red monk's robe, Lu Qing calmly walked away without speaking to anyone. The other Precelestial experts didn't dare stop him. After what had just happened, everyone understood that this young man was exceptionally proud, and no one wanted to provoke his wrath.

As Lu Qing walked away, he suddenly stopped in front of a wall, his gaze drawn to a shadowy corner. The shadow hidden there felt a sudden jolt of fear. "Did he notice me? Impossible! My concealment technique is undetectable even to someone in the Foundation Establishment stage. How could a mere Precelestial like him notice?"

Yet, as Lu Qing continued to stare in that direction, the shadow's unease grew. Finally, Lu Qing's face showed a look of realization. "I knew it. Ever since earlier, I've had the feeling something was watching me. So, it was you."

"He really can see me!"

The shadow panicked, realizing he had been exposed. He didn't have time to ponder how Lu Qing had detected him, as a sharp blade energy was already slicing toward him.

Boom!

Lu Qing's current cultivation was terrifying. Even a single blade strike carried immense power, instantly shattering the corner and forcing a black-clad figure out of hiding.

"What happened?"

"Who is that?"

"Someone has been lurking there all this time, and we didn't notice?"

"He's one of the Demonic Dao!"

This sudden turn of events startled the gathered Precelestial experts. They were even more shocked when they saw that Lu Qing had forced a mysterious figure out of hiding with just a casual strike.

Only Yangming Daoist recognized the figure's aura, his eyes flashing with sharp intent. "Lu Xiaolangjun, that person is from the Demonic Dao! Don't let him escape!"

With that, he lunged forward.

The Demonic Dao!

At the mention of these words, everyone felt a chill, their eyes fixated on the fleeing black figure. What they saw left them in awe.

"Such speed!"

The black-clad figure moved so quickly that even the Precelestial experts known for their agility were left in the dust.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Recognizing the figure as the one who had been spying on them on the street a few days ago, and as the source of Hu Zezhi's tribulation, Lu Qing immediately slashed out with his blade energy and shot forward in pursuit.

However, no matter how fast the black-clad figure was, he couldn't outrun the speed of blade energy. In an instant, Lu Qing's blade energy caught up with him.

Sensing the terrifying power within the blade energy, the figure's eyes flashed with fear. He knew that if Lu Qing caught him, he would surely perish. Although he had also entered the Precelestial Realm, his demonic body wasn't fully formed yet, and his true strength was only equivalent to an average Precelestial expert. Facing a monstrous talent like Lu Qing, who had defeated even the Third Sacred Lord, he had no chance.

Realizing this, the figure knew he couldn't hold back any longer. If he did, he would surely die. With a clenched jaw, he channeled his demonic energy, causing his body to tremble and split into three identical figures, narrowly avoiding Lu Qing's blade energy.

"Hmm?"

Seeing the figure's mysterious and agile movements, Lu Qing didn't hesitate to unleash dozens of blade strikes, covering the entire area around the black-clad figure.

This time, Lu Qing's blade energy was vast, and it spread across a wide area, leaving the figure with no room to escape, even if he tried to split into multiple bodies again.

"Damn it!"

The figure felt the approach of death and his eyes turned red with desperation. Knowing he had to fight for his life, he frantically channeled his demonic energy.

Boom!

Just as Lu Qing's blade energy was about to tear the figure apart,

a thick cloud of blood mist erupted from the figure's body, not only dispersing the blade energy but also propelling the figure's speed to an unimaginable level. In an instant, he escaped from the range of Lu Qing's blade energy and disappeared down the street, leaving only a few scattered objects and a venomous voice echoing in the air. "Boy, remember this! If I don't avenge this, I am not worthy of being called a demon!"

"What?"

This sudden turn of events caught even Lu Qing by surprise. He hadn't expected the figure to possess a secret technique that could boost his speed so drastically, making it impossible for him to catch up.

However, the technique seemed to come at a great cost. Lu Qing had seen the figure's arm explode just as he unleashed the blood mist. It was clear that the figure had used a self-destructive method to gain this burst of power.

But the speed was indeed astonishing. Unless Lu Qing used his divine ability again, he wouldn't be able to catch up. However, he had already used it once today, and using it again would place too much strain on his body, potentially damaging his foundation.

After considering his options, Lu Qing decided not to pursue further. It was unfortunate that the time was too short for him to use his abilities to identify the figure's true identity. This suggested that the figure's background was anything but ordinary.

"Hmm?"

Having decided not to give chase, Lu Qing's attention turned to the scattered items left behind by the black-clad figure, hoping to find some clues. Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of a small, exquisite black jade bottle among the debris. Sensing the unique aura emanating from it, Lu Qing's interest was piqued. He carefully picked it up with his blade and quietly stored it in his Spatial Qi Bag.

"Damn it! This demon is truly extraordinary, even knowing the Heaven-Demon Disintegration Technique!"

Yangming Daoist arrived beside Lu Qing at this moment, his face dark as he stared in the direction where the black-clad figure had fled.

"Heaven-Demon Disintegration Technique?"

Lu Qing raised an eyebrow and looked at Yangming Daoist.

"Xiaolangjun, you might not know this, but the Heaven-Demon Disintegration Technique is one of the most advanced escape techniques of the Demonic Dao. Only those who have cultivated the purest demonic energy can learn it. The fact that this demon could use it means he must be from the most orthodox Demonic Dao! It's a pity he managed to escape."

Yangming Daoist explained.

"I apologize for my negligence," Lu Qing said with a hint of regret.

"There's no need for you to blame yourself, Xiaolangjun. Who could have predicted that this demon knew the Heaven-Demon Disintegration Technique? Once it's used, both defense and speed are boosted tenfold. It's understandable that you couldn't catch him."

Yangming Daoist comforted Lu Qing in response to his apology.

"Moreover, the cost of using the Heaven-Demon Disintegration Technique is immense. That demon is likely severely injured now and won't dare to show his face for several years."

Recalling the scene of the black-clad figure's arm exploding, Lu Qing nodded silently. The cost was indeed significant.

"If we encounter him again, I won't let him escape," Lu Qing said determinedly.

"Haha, I have no doubt about that! Xiaolangjun, you are the first person to survive a tribulation since the Great Change. Your future is boundless. How could a mere demon possibly be your match?"

Yangming Daoist laughed heartily and praised Lu Qing.

Lu Qing responded humbly, "Senior, you're too kind."

"There's no need for such modesty!" Yangming Daoist said cheerfully. "By the way, I'm Yangming, from Qingyang Temple. If you have the time, you should visit us. You've dealt a heavy blow to Xuankong Mountain today, and our temple's master will definitely be pleased with you."

"Senior Yangming, I must thank you for your earlier warning. It helped me stay on guard," Lu Qing said, sensing Yangming Daoist's goodwill and deciding to engage with him. After all, Yangming Daoist was from Qingyang Temple, one of the Four Great Secret Realms, with deep foundations. Forming an alliance could be beneficial for Lu Qing.

Moreover, it seemed that Yangming Daoist and Xuankong Mountain were not on good terms. Following the principle that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, Lu Qing didn't mind temporarily allying with him.

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