Chapter 771
I Can See Through Everything – Chapter 771
Chapter 771: Five Dao-Integration Experts, Heaven-Shaking Black Hoof
As that voice rang out, another figure appeared before Mo Cangtian.
The newcomer wore white robes and carried a flower basket. She was a breathtakingly beautiful, middle-aged woman.
“Master!”
Qing Xi’s eyes lit up with joy when she saw her.
So it turned out this white-robed woman was a senior of the Kongming Sect—also a Dao-Integration realm powerhouse.
“Another Dao-Integration realm expert!”
The Nascent Soul experts were shaken yet again.
They hadn’t expected even the Kongming Sect’s Dao-Integration expert to rush over.
“Lin Caiyu—so even you came to stop me?”
When Mo Cangtian saw the white-robed woman, his expression finally grew solemn.
If it were only Xuantian, he wouldn’t care much.
His cultivation might be inferior to Xuantian’s, but it wasn’t to the point of fear.
At their level, under normal circumstances, unless the gap was truly vast, it was almost impossible to kill one another.
But with Lin Caiyu added to the mix, it was different.
If those two joined forces, even he would have to avoid their edge for now.
Otherwise, even if he didn’t fall, he would likely be severely wounded and lose a great deal of his origin.
“What, Mo Cangtian—do I not have the qualifications to block you? Or do you really think your Heaven-Devouring Demonic Technique is that extraordinary?”
The white-robed woman spoke coldly.
“Hahaha, today’s really lively. This old man will come join the fun too.”
“Old Qin, I didn’t expect you and I to arrive at the same time.”
Just then, two more voices sounded.
Immediately after, two figures—one in black, one in pink—appeared abruptly in the starry void.
The moment they arrived, strange phenomena rose again. The space that had been calm rippled once more.
Even the Dao Rules in the void began to surge.
One was an old man in a black robe with white hair. The other was a seductive woman in a long pink robe.
Able to contend for control of space in the presence of three Dao-Integration experts—clearly, these were two more Dao-Integration powerhouses.
“Master!”
“Pavilion Master!”
As the two appeared, Hei Ming and Tao Xianzi called out in unison.
It turned out the newly arrived Dao-Integration experts were the top figures of Netherworld Palace and Enchantress Pavilion.
“Two more Dao-Integration powerhouses…”
The other Nascent Soul experts were already dazed.
Five Dao-Integration experts gathered in one place—such a spectacle hadn’t appeared for thousands of years.
The aura they radiated felt like it could crush the starry void itself, leaving everyone nearly suffocating.
“Old ghost Qin, Pavilion Master Mu—are you here to stop me as well?”
Seeing the two who had just arrived, Mo Cangtian’s face darkened outright.
If it were only Xuantian and Lin Caiyu, he still believed he could escape.
But if Qin the old ghost and Mu Hongyan were added too, then under the combined force of four Dao-Integration experts, he would likely be sealed immediately with no chance to flee.
“Fellow Daoist Mo, don’t misunderstand. This concubine isn’t here to help them.”
The fox-charming woman from Enchantress Pavilion let out a soft laugh. The bewitching intent in her voice made quite a few Nascent Soul experts nearby turn glassy-eyed.
“But if you want to seize disciples of my Enchantress Pavilion, I can’t exactly watch them be taken away.”
“Exactly. Old demon, you want to take our disciples for no reason—at least give a reason.”
The black-robed elder of Netherworld Palace spoke as well.
“Hmph! A reason?” Mo Cangtian sneered. “The reason is that nearly all the disciples my Black-and-White Temple sent into the Gui Xu Secret Realm died.
Yet the disciples of your forces suffered almost no losses. Is that not reason enough?
If you can’t give me an explanation today, then wait for the Black-and-White Temple’s retaliation.
I refuse to believe your disciples will never leave their sects!”
Faced with Mo Cangtian’s naked threat that disregarded all status, the expressions of the other four Dao-Integration experts changed.
His words made it clear: if the matter wasn’t clarified today, he truly would not let it go.
As for the black-robed elder and the pink-robed fox-woman, they were still shocked by what Mo Tushan had said—that the Black-and-White Temple’s disciples had almost all perished in the secret realm.
What kind of upheaval could wipe out so many true disciples?
“Master…”
At this moment, the black-robed elder received a soul transmission from his disciple Hei Ming.
On the other side, the pink-robed woman’s expression shifted as well, as she received Tao Xianzi’s divine-soul transmission.
As they listened, surprise surfaced on both their faces.
“Mo Cangtian, the deaths of your Black-and-White Temple disciples have nothing to do with our disciples. If you insist on forcing the issue, then let’s go to war. Does my Kongming Sect fear you?”
The white-robed woman from Kongming Sect refused to yield an inch.
“Ridiculous. If someone hadn’t plotted in the shadows, with the strength of my Black-and-White Temple disciples, how could they have fallen so easily? I suspect your Heaven-Shattering Sword Sect and Kongming Sect joined hands to murder my disciples!”
As he finished speaking, demonic qi surged around Mo Cangtian’s massive body, shaking the entire starry void as if it were trembling.
It seemed he would strike at any moment.
At the same time, an icy aura rose from the white-robed woman as well, equally unyielding.
Just as the battle was about to erupt, the black-robed elder of Netherworld Palace flickered and appeared between them.
With a hint of helplessness, he said, “Two fellow Daoists, why must it come to this? You are both Dao-Integration experts. If you truly fight here, it will become a catastrophe for all living beings.”
“How amusing. To hear the words ‘catastrophe for all living beings’ from your mouth, Old ghost Qin. Every year, living beings killed by Netherworld Palace assassinations—are there not enough already?”
The white-robed woman sneered, showing him no face at all.
“Sect Master Lin, do you really intend to tear up the alliance? Think carefully. Once a great war begins, several nearby immortal domains and countless worlds will be dragged in. Hundreds of millions of lives may be destroyed because of it. Have you truly prepared to bear that karmic burden?”
The black-robed elder spoke with grave seriousness.
The white-robed woman’s expression stalled.
Then the black-robed elder turned to Mo Cangtian. “Fellow Daoist Mo, the fall of your sect’s disciples is indeed heartbreaking, but shouldn’t you at least learn the truth first before making a decision?”
“Hmph! I want the truth—but aren’t you the ones blocking me right now?”
Mo Tushan’s furious voice rang out.
“Fellow Daoist Mo only wants the truth behind his sect’s disciples’ deaths. It so happens that one of my disciples knows. Let him come forward and explain what happened in the secret realm.”
The black-robed elder lifted a hand. With a ripple of space, a figure appeared before everyone—Hei Ming.
“Greetings, seniors.”
Hei Ming saluted the Dao-Integration experts calmly, neither servile nor arrogant.
“Boy, you know how my Black-and-White Temple disciples died?”
Mo Cangtian stared at Hei Ming.
To be locked onto by a Dao-Integration expert—of course Hei Ming was nervous.
But thinking of his master beside him, he steadied himself.
He saluted again. “Reporting to Senior Mo, this junior does know. In fact, it isn’t just this junior—most of the fellow Daoists who escaped the secret realm basically know as well.
It happened like this: on the day the Gui Xu Secret Realm opened, a silver flying boat suddenly appeared and entered the secret realm ahead of everyone…”
Hei Ming began from the moment the secret realm opened and Lu Qing suddenly appeared piloting that silver flying boat.
He recounted what happened inside: how he formed an enmity with Mo Tushan, how he suppressed and killed Mo Tushan at the seventh checkpoint of the flesh-body trial, and finally how he guarded the exit of the trial passage, lying in wait and killing the Black-and-White Temple disciples one by one.
Of course, Hei Ming hadn’t personally witnessed the latter part, but the companions who had remained outside had relayed the full situation to him.
So his narration was extremely detailed, as though he had seen it with his own eyes.
His account made the expressions of all five Dao-Integration experts change repeatedly.
The Sword Lord of the Heaven-Shattering Sword Sect, and the white-robed woman of Kongming Sect, were likewise stunned.
They had learned from their disciples that Mo Tushan and others had died, but not in such detail.
They hadn’t known that a mysterious figure had slipped into the secret realm—someone who could suppress Mo Tushan at eight-tribulation perfection, and even cut down the clan head of the Great Yuan Immortal Clan who had just stepped into the ninth tribulation.
As for the other experts from various forces who had stayed outside, they listened in disbelief.
They never imagined the Gui Xu Secret Realm had held such twists and turns.
That silver flying boat that had appeared out of nowhere had carried an unmatched ruthless figure.
“…When we were eliminated by the trial passage, the secret realm suddenly began to close. With no choice, we boarded a treasure ship and left the secret realm. But that mysterious cultivator did not come out with us. As for where he went, we do not know.”
Hei Ming finished.
The white-robed woman immediately spoke coldly, “Did you hear that, Mo Cangtian? The deaths of your Black-and-White Temple disciples have nothing to do with our disciples. Your disciples were simply incompetent—slaughtered clean by one person!”
“You’re saying my grandson Mo Tushan, along with many true disciples of the Black-and-White Temple, were all killed by a mysterious cultivator?”
Mo Cangtian stared at Hei Ming as if trying to see straight through his soul.
Hei Ming’s pressure spiked sharply—then an aura covered him from the side, reducing the strain in an instant.
After calming himself, Hei Ming nodded solemnly. “Yes. That is exactly the case.”
“Absurd!”
Mo Cangtian suddenly roared.
“My grandson Mo Tushan was at eight-tribulation perfection, and he held the superior-grade spiritual weapon Nine Abyss Demon Tower along with many other treasures. Even a ninth-tribulation Nascent Soul could not possibly harm him.
Yet you claim he was suppressed and killed with a single palm—and that my Black-and-White Temple disciples were all killed by that one person.
Do you think I would believe you? Or do you take me for a fool?”
A chilling killing intent rose from Mo Cangtian, warping space around him as black spatial rifts blinked in and out of existence.
It was obvious how furious he was.
“Senior, every word I said is true. Other experts in the secret realm also witnessed it. If you don’t believe me, you can ask them.”
Hei Ming spoke with difficulty beneath the terrifying pressure.
“No need for you to tell me. I’ll ask myself!”
Mo Cangtian’s voice turned icy. With a casual grab, he seized a Nascent Soul cultivator from a treasure ship and pulled him into his hand.
“Senior, spare me…”
The Nascent Soul cultivator panicked and begged.
But before he could finish, Mo Cangtian clamped a hand on his head and began using the Soulsearching Technique.
The man’s face twisted in agony.
Even with six-tribulation Nascent Soul cultivation, before a Dao-Integration powerhouse he was far too weak.
The Nascent Soul he had cultivated for years could not withstand Mo Cangtian’s soulsearching.
Very quickly, vast memories were read.
At first, Mo Cangtian’s gaze remained cold—but soon his expression changed.
Because everything he read about the Gui Xu Secret Realm matched Hei Ming’s account perfectly.
“Impossible!”
Mo Cangtian’s face grew violent. He crushed the man’s head in his hand, ending him on the spot.
Then he raised a hand again, intending to seize another person for soulsearching.
This time, he was blocked.
“Mo Cangtian, you still dare to act wantonly? Do you really think we’re afraid?”
The white-robed woman shook the flower basket in her hand, completely suppressing the surrounding space and preventing Mo Cangtian from grabbing anyone from afar.
Beside her, the Sword Lord of the Heaven-Shattering Sword Sect also produced a long sword.
“Mo Cangtian, since the matter is already clear, if you still insist on forcing it, then let’s go to war. Even if we have to suffer some injury to our origin, we’ll still seal you completely and kill you here!”
Feeling the killing intent from the two of them, Mo Cangtian’s aura stalled, his expression turning uncertain.
If he truly fought here, with him alone, there was no way he could withstand Xuantian and Lin Caiyu together.
Netherworld Palace and Enchantress Pavilion were both unorthodox forces, but their relationship with the Black-and-White Temple wasn’t good either.
If a fight broke out, they might not help at all.
After hesitating for a while, Mo Cangtian suddenly looked at Hei Ming. “Boy, you said earlier that when you came out, you didn’t see the person who killed my Black-and-White Temple disciples?”
“That’s right. That person was extremely mysterious and acted alone, befriending no one in the secret realm. When we left the Gui Xu Secret Realm, we did not see his figure.”
Hei Ming nodded.
On the pink treasure ship, Tao Xianzi’s gaze shifted slightly.
Back at the seventh checkpoint of the flesh-body trial, that mysterious person had clearly gotten along well with Yu Jian and the others—and had even displayed a sword intent extremely similar to Heaven-Shattering Sword Intent.
Now Hei Ming had concealed this point. Tao Xianzi couldn’t tell what his purpose was.
But though she had doubts, she did not speak up at this moment.
“Then the secret realm closing early—does that also have to do with that person?”
Mo Cangtian pressed on.
“This junior cannot guarantee it, but it’s possible. That person’s cultivation was strange, his Sword Dao almost divine. Even if he could clear the sword dao passage, it would not be surprising.”
Hei Ming didn’t state it outright, but his meaning was clear.
At this point, the white-robed woman mocked, “Mo Cangtian, since you’re so capable, the culprit is inside. If you have the guts, rush in and capture him.”
“Even if you didn’t say it, I would do so!”
Mo Cangtian flashed forward, his massive body arriving before the Star River Formation.
Staring at the Immortal Palace in the center of the grand array as it slowly vanished, Mo Cangtian’s thoughts moved. Demonic qi condensed into a sky-covering demonic palm that reached toward the grand array.
“This old fellow really has the nerve?”
Seeing this, the other Dao-Integration experts were all surprised.
The terror of the Gui Xu Secret Realm had long been passed down.
In legend, even Dao-Integration experts who forced their way in would still fall.
Yet Mo Cangtian dared to act against it.
Boom!
The might of a Dao-Integration expert was unimaginably terrifying.
As the sky-covering demonic palm entered the Star River Formation’s range, the grand array shook violently, radiating waves of starlight to block the intrusion.
“A mere formation dares to stop me? Break!”
Mo Cangtian’s face twisted as he prepared to drive his power through the layers of starlight.
Suddenly, a furious roar surged from the depths of the starry sea.
“Courting death! You dare offend the Immortal Palace’s majesty—die!”
With that enraged shout, a gigantic black hoof—hairy and pitch-dark—burst from deep within the starry sea.
In the blink of an eye, it reached the edge of the grand array, towering like a heaven-supporting mountain as it stamped down toward Mo Cangtian.
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