I Can See Through Everything-Chapter 631

When Lu Qing appeared, every member of the Gongshu Clan revealed expressions of terror.

Even Gongshu Zheng, a Nascent Soul cultivator, felt a bit flustered.

Although he prided himself as the most outstanding genius of the Gongshu Clan’s younger generation…

He had only recently stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm. In terms of true strength, he was still far from being a match for someone like Elder Xuanjian.

Even Elder Xuanjian had perished at Lu Qing’s hands—how could he possibly stand alone against such a foe?

Still, Gongshu Zheng knew full well that the more perilous the situation, the less he could afford to panic.

So, despite his initial fright, he quickly suppressed his emotions with immense willpower.

He knew that as long as he could hold Lu Qing off for a single breath, the other Nascent Soul cultivators would arrive to assist.

At that point, with so many Nascent Soul cultivators working together, no matter how strong Lu Qing was, he would be completely subdued and slain!

With this thought in mind, Gongshu Zheng made his decision without hesitation.

A spiritual artifact sword appeared in his hand, his Nascent Soul power surging violently.

He channeled every ounce of his power—divine soul and spiritual energy alike—into the sword without reservation, unleashing his strongest attack upon Lu Qing.

Under the pressure of life and death, after this strike, Gongshu Zheng even felt his spirit begin to ascend, glimpsing a higher realm of comprehension.

A surge of joy welled up in his heart.

Indeed, great fortune lies within great danger. If he could just survive until the others arrived and help slay this fiend…

Once back, he could digest this newfound insight. Perhaps it wouldn’t be long before he crossed a tribulation and reached the level of veterans like Batian!

Though lengthy to describe, all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

The mind of a Nascent Soul cultivator moved with terrifying speed. From Lu Qing’s sudden appearance, to Gongshu Zheng’s moment of panic, forced calm, and final all-out strike—it all transpired in a flash.

Lu Qing sensed the immense power behind Gongshu Zheng’s do-or-die sword strike, yet his expression remained unchanged. The crimson flames on his fist condensed into tangible form.

Then, without retreating, he punched straight into the incoming sword light.

Lu Qing no longer knew the true limits of his own strength.

But with his now-perfected Divine Ability: Great Strength, his raw power had increased severalfold.

Previously, he had already overwhelmed Elder Xuanjian, a seasoned Nascent Soul expert.

Now, with his strength multiplied even further, how terrifying could it be?

The moment Lu Qing’s fist struck, the surrounding spiritual energy exploded.

Even space itself trembled violently. Spatial ripples rippled out from the impact, surging toward Gongshu Zheng.

That sword light, formed from Gongshu Zheng’s full essence, spirit, and will—sharp enough to cleave the heavens—was instantly twisted and shattered by the oncoming ripples.

Within less than a breath, it collapsed completely.

Then the spatial ripples continued forward, engulfing Gongshu Zheng and all the clan members behind him.

“No—!”

The instant his sword light shattered, Gongshu Zheng's face contorted in disbelief.

When the ripples reached him, the destructive power within made his soul tremble. Pure, unrelenting fear consumed his entire being.

The other Gongshu members behind him, including Gongshu Yu, were even worse off—ashen-faced and hopeless.

Some with lower cultivation were so overwhelmed by Lu Qing’s murderous aura that they lost control of their bodies. The stench of urine rose faintly—they had wet themselves in terror.

But no matter how scared or pathetic they were, no matter how they begged for mercy…

None of it affected Lu Qing in the slightest.

His fist pressed forward with unstoppable momentum, utterly unwavering.

The spatial ripples surged through the crowd of Gongshu clan members.

Bodies exploded. Blood and flesh flew in all directions.

Even Gongshu Zheng, the so-called genius of the Nascent Soul Realm, was reduced to dust by Lu Qing’s punch—never even given the chance to plead for his life.

From within the lingering mist of blood, a stream of light shot forth, fleeing into the distance.

It was Gongshu Zheng’s divine soul.

But unlike Elder Xuanjian’s, his soul appeared much weaker and more transparent.

Now, terror twisted Gongshu Zheng’s spectral face.

He bitterly regretted ever provoking this devil.

Even if Lu Qing really was the one their clan had placed a bounty on—so what? He could’ve simply returned and reported it. The clan elders would’ve taken care of it.

But now, his fellow clansmen were dead, and his own body had been annihilated.

If he couldn’t escape… his soul would be obliterated as well.

Driven by the looming specter of death, Gongshu Zheng burned his divine soul without hesitation, transforming into a streak of light and fleeing.

His flight was fast—but not faster than Lu Qing’s preparedness.

Lu Qing had already suffered one attempt at this trick. How could he be caught off guard again?

The instant Gongshu Zheng’s soul emerged, Lu Qing threw another punch.

The shockwaves tore through space and instantly slammed into Gongshu Zheng’s divine soul.

Under the force of that cataclysmic punch, his soul began to disintegrate on the spot, his face contorted in terror and despair.

“No! I refuse! I am the Dao Heir of my clan, a mighty Nascent Soul cultivator—how can I die like this?!”

But no matter how he screamed in unwillingness, he couldn’t withstand the devastating force of Lu Qing’s blow.

At last, with a shrill and anguished wail, Gongshu Zheng perished utterly, body and soul.

The Nascent Soul cultivators rushing to the scene were all horrified and furious at this.

They hadn’t expected that within mere seconds, the entire Gongshu clan’s force—including their prodigy Gongshu Zheng—would be wiped out by Lu Qing.

“Demon! Die!”

Several Nascent Soul cultivators who arrived first, struck out in rage—sword light filled the air, blade energy tore through the heavens, and powerful artifacts blazed to life as they besieged Lu Qing.

When multiple Nascent Soul experts acted in concert, the result was terrifying.

Under the barrage of spells and magical weapons, the spiritual energy within ten miles surged into chaos.

Space shook. The laws of heaven and earth were thrown into disarray.

Annihilating auras roared from all directions.

“Hahaha! Good!”

Yet even in the face of such overwhelming attacks, Lu Qing showed no fear.

Laughing loudly, the blood-colored flames on his body blazed even more fiercely.

A phantom image of an ancient cauldron surfaced around him.

In midair, he lowered his shoulder, stepped forward, and let out a roar like a dragon and tiger, shaking even the divine souls of his enemies.

His fist, carrying unimaginable might, smashed forward.

The spatial ripples reappeared—this time, even more ferocious than before.

They looked subtle, but they were the result of Lu Qing’s raw physical power violently shaking space.

The ripples collided with the incoming spells and artifacts, and in an instant, spells shattered, artifacts were sent flying.

The first wave of the Nascent Soul cultivators’ joint assault had been completely neutralized by Lu Qing.

“How is this possible?!”

The cultivators were stunned.

They had attacked together—and yet been blocked so easily?

Someone quickly regained their wits. “Fellow Daoists, this fiend is too powerful. We must not hold back any longer. Join forces fully, or more of us will fall!”

“Agreed!”

The remaining dozen or so Nascent Soul experts had arrived by now and all nodded solemnly.

Lu Qing’s display of strength had shocked them deeply.

They understood that if they didn’t fully cooperate, they truly wouldn’t be able to suppress this demon.

Immediately, they began channeling their signature Techniques, launching another coordinated assault on Lu Qing.

This second wave of attacks was many times more powerful than before.

Even Lu Qing felt a tremor in his heart.

Such a terrifying barrage—even with his current strength—might be too much to withstand head-on.

But he didn’t panic. With a single thought, a jade talisman appeared in his hand.

In the next instant, space distorted, and his figure vanished on the spot.

“What?!”

His sudden disappearance startled all the surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators.

They could tell that this time, it wasn’t just a blur from sheer speed.

Lu Qing had truly vanished—his aura completely gone.

It was as if he had evaporated from existence itself.

But how could someone disappear so utterly under the senses of so many Nascent Soul cultivators?

Shocked, they began searching for Lu Qing’s presence using their divine senses.

And then—they found it. With a slight ripple of space, Lu Qing’s aura reappeared.

Only now, it was outside their encirclement, right behind one of them.

“Watch out!”

Someone cried out in alarm.

At the same time, they rushed toward the threatened cultivator.

Though they still didn’t know how Lu Qing had slipped through their formation…

They knew one thing: with his power, if any of them were isolated, it would spell doom.

The targeted cultivator knew he was in danger.

With all his power, he unleashed a Technique behind him.

But the next instant, a wave of destructive force erupted at his back, and his vision went black.

The others saw a horrifying scene.

Lu Qing’s punch created another space ripple.

The cultivator’s spell shattered instantly. His body exploded.

Even his divine soul never escaped—it was crushed inside his flesh by the spatial shockwave.

His artifacts and possessions scattered briefly—only to be swept up by Lu Qing in a flash.

“Ah! Demon, you will die for this!”

An enraged Nascent Soul cultivator who had been close to the victim launched a full-force attack.

The others did the same, surrounding Lu Qing once more.

But Lu Qing, having just collected the loot, gave them only a cold glance—then vanished again amidst another space ripple.

“That’s… spatial transference! How is that possible? He’s only in the Golden Core Realm! How could he use spatial movement?!”

Someone finally shouted in disbelief.

The others, sensing the space fluctuation again, realized the truth of what they’d just seen.

Lu Qing had used a space-shifting Technique to escape and reappear behind one of them.

But once they understood, they were even more shocked.

Spatial Laws were the domain of Four-Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivators and above.

Using spatial movement required a deep understanding of the Dao of Space.

Lu Qing was just a brute-force Golden Core cultivator. How could he possibly master such a Technique?

“It must be a supreme artifact capable of spatial transfer! There’s no way he’s comprehended spatial laws himself!”

One cultivator exclaimed.

The others immediately agreed.

If Lu Qing truly were a spatial-law-comprehending Nascent Soul master, he wouldn’t need to fight like this—he could obliterate them with a wave of his hand.

Clearly, he was relying on a rare and powerful artifact to move through space.

“Could it be something he obtained from the secret realm?!”

Someone speculated, jealousy flashing in their eyes.

Such an artifact would be priceless—even to Nascent Soul cultivators like them.

And now it had fallen into the hands of this fiend? Outrageous!

Just then, another space ripple appeared.

Another scream rang out.

Lu Qing had struck again—ambushing yet another Nascent Soul expert, shattering both flesh and soul, and looting everything before vanishing once more.

Seeing this ghost-like figure darting in and out of space, everyone present felt a chill run down their spine.

With such a mysterious artifact, their encirclement had already been broken.

Now they were the ones being hunted.

“Form a formation! Seal the space! Don’t let him pick us off one by one—else we’re all dead!”

A Nascent Soul cultivator roared.

The others understood immediately and formed a formation, linking their auras and jointly suppressing the surrounding space.

That way, even if Lu Qing appeared again, they could react quickly.

As the dozen or so of them held firm, waiting for Lu Qing’s next move…

They sensed another space fluctuation.

But this time—it was far away, nowhere near any of them.

It was at the location of the Qiankun Sect, who had not yet entered the fight.