I Can See Through Everything

I Can See Through Everything

As the Holy Maiden of Bilu Palace cast forth her hairpin, the heavens and earth changed color.

The surrounding spiritual energy roared into chaos, and the hairpin transformed into a Chi Dragon, carrying an unimaginably terrifying might as it swept toward Cang Jue.

Not only that, but the Holy Maiden of Bilu Palace also slashed open her palm, forcing out a drop of her Essence Blood and casting it upon the Chi Dragon.

In that instant, the Chi Dragon’s power grew fiercer, resonating with the laws of heaven and earth, its might soaring skyward.

The demonic beasts and devils that had been jeering loudly just moments ago immediately fell silent, retreating one after another.

They feared that if the Holy Maiden lost control, she might unleash this terrifying Spiritual Artifact upon them instead.

Even Cang Jue, upon sensing the Chi Dragon’s might, grew solemn.

He could see that the woman before him was staking everything on this—truly prepared to fight him to the death.

Her artifact was only a newly forged middle-grade Spiritual Artifact. Compared to the superior-grade Demonic Artifact bestowed by his father, it was far inferior.

But with the Holy Maiden burning her very Essence Blood to drive it, its power was still formidable.

If he did not take her attack seriously, he might not be able to withstand it.

Cang Jue had always been cautious. Feeling the threat of the Holy Maiden’s strike, his expression grew grave.

With a thought, a black skeletal claw burst from his body, pressing down against the incoming Chi Dragon.

The moment the claw emerged, the Chi Dragon—once surging forward with the resonance of heaven and earth—suddenly faltered.

Its advance was halted, and under the crushing force of the claw, it was driven back again and again, on the verge of being torn from its state of law resonance.

“So, it’s still not enough?”

The Holy Maiden of Bilu Palace looked on, unwillingness flashing in her eyes.

This hairpin had been gifted to her by her master before she set out. It was a middle-grade initial Spiritual Artifact.

By her master’s estimation, such a treasure should have been more than enough to ensure her safety in this trial.

After all, not every Nascent Soul cultivator even possessed a Spiritual Artifact, let alone one of the middle grade. For a Golden Core cultivator to wield such a treasure was already a formidable trump card.

Yet she had encountered Cang Jue, a fiend wielding a superior-grade Demonic Artifact.

At this level, all cultivators stood at the peak of the Ninth Transformation of the Golden Core Realm. Their cultivation bases were nearly equal, leaving only techniques and artifacts to decide victory.

And in artifacts, Cang Jue held a crushing advantage. His superior-grade Demonic Artifact vastly outstripped her Chi Dragon hairpin. Even as she burned her life’s essence, she still could not match him.

But…

The Holy Maiden’s eyes hardened with resolve.

She swiftly formed a series of complex Hand Seals. A surge of blood energy erupted from her, forming a blood-red rainbow that shot into the struggling Chi Dragon.

In an instant, the Chi Dragon roared, as if infused with a potent tonic. Its light blazed, its power swelled, and its retreat halted. It even began to push back against the claw.

But at the same time, the Holy Maiden’s aura grew frail, her vitality withering. It was clear she had used a secret technique of devastating cost.

“Hmph! Struggling in vain!”

Cang Jue sneered. Black light surged in his eyes, and the skeletal claw swelled in size, seizing the Chi Dragon in its grip. From its talons poured black flames that swiftly engulfed the dragon, searing it in a hellish blaze.

The fire’s power was overwhelming. The Chi Dragon howled in agony, thrashing wildly. Its artifact spirit shrieked in torment, but no matter how it struggled, it could not escape the claw’s grasp, and it was consumed without mercy.

At last, the artifact spirit, grievously wounded, retreated into the depths of the artifact, refusing to appear again.

The Chi Dragon hairpin reverted to its original form—a white jade hairpin—falling into Cang Jue’s hand.

The Holy Maiden of Bilu Palace, whose spirit was bound to the hairpin, spat blood, staining her veil crimson.

Her aura weakened to its very limits. Even maintaining her form in midair was nearly beyond her.

“As expected… the gap is too vast!”

Within the mysterious space, the dozen figures watching felt no surprise.

Such was the dominance of a superior-grade Demonic Artifact.

The Holy Maiden of Bilu Palace had already given everything, yet she could not harm Cang Jue at all.

“Look—the elephant tribe boy and the ghost-faced fellow are nearly here.”

“And what of it? With Cang Jue wielding a superior-grade Demonic Artifact, he stands invincible. Even if they arrive, they’ll only be adding two more corpses.”

On the light curtain, the elephant demon and Lu Qing drew closer. Yet none in the mysterious space held out any hope.

With Cang Jue’s strength, even they themselves might not suppress him without relying on artifacts. How could two mere Golden Core juniors stand a chance?

“Cheap wench, if you have any other tricks, show them now.”

Cang Jue put away the Chi Dragon hairpin, now stripped of spirit and power.

Though he could not yet wield this human Spiritual Artifact, once his father reforged it into a Demonic Artifact, he would claim another weapon of great might.

The Holy Maiden of Bilu Palace glared at the fiend. She knew she could no longer wound him. Even escape was impossible.

“It seems you are out of tricks. In that case, I will keep my promise. I shall reward you to my followers. But first, let me see the face behind that veil.”

A surge of black qi swept toward her. She tried to dodge, but could not.

Her veil was torn away, revealing a face of unparalleled beauty. Blood traced across her features, lending her a tragic, chilling air.

Cang Jue’s eyes brightened. The demons behind him erupted in lecherous murmurs, their gazes turning vile.

They remembered well—Cang Jue had promised to give this woman to them.

“Excellent, excellent. Wench, your beauty rivals even our Succubi. I’ve changed my mind. Those beasts behind me are unworthy of you. I shall take you to the Demon Domain as my personal plaything. You will crawl before me forever.”

His words froze the demons into silence. Though dissatisfied, none dared voice it.

“Fiend, don’t you dare!”

The Holy Maiden knew the fate awaiting her would be worse than death. Desperation hardened her will. A strange aura burst from her, her power surging once more.

“Fairy Luo, no!”

On the ground, the Dao Heir of Dao Xu Temple turned pale, shouting hoarsely despite his wounds.

He recognized the aura. She was about to self-detonate her Golden Core.

“Hmph! You think I’ll allow that?”

As her energy climbed toward its peak, and even the other demons felt the threat and tried to flee, a crushing force descended upon her.

Her body froze. Her Golden Core, on the brink of detonation, stalled under the oppressive might.

It was Cang Jue, his skeletal claw burning with black flame, sealing her completely.

“No!”

The Holy Maiden felt her Golden Core locked, her will stripped. Terror filled her face.

If she truly fell into their hands, her fate would be unspeakable.

Regret struck her—why had she not detonated at the first moment of defeat? She might have had a chance then.

“Wench, I told you, before me, even death is not yours to choose. Come quietly. Don’t worry, I will treat you well. Hahahahaha!”

Cang Jue laughed wildly, savoring her despair. Nothing pleased him more than watching hope die in his prey’s eyes. It was sweeter than the finest demonic wine.

The demons gazed in awe. The Dao Heir of Dao Xu Temple fumed with helpless rage. The Holy Maiden’s heart sank into despair.

Cang Jue beckoned. The bound Holy Maiden drifted slowly toward him.

Then suddenly, his expression shifted. His gaze shot to the distance.

“Oh? Two more fools rushing to their deaths?”

He pulled the Holy Maiden to his side, slapped a Demon-Suppressing Talisman upon her, then looked ahead.

At the same time, the Dao Heir and the Holy Maiden also sensed it—two powerful auras were racing toward them. A glimmer of hope lit their faces.

Especially the Holy Maiden. These two were no weaker than herself. If they clashed with Cang Jue, perhaps she might escape.

“Wench, are you hoping those auras can save you?”

Cang Jue’s mocking voice cut through her fragile hope.

“I tell you, it’s useless. In this Trial Space, no one is my match. You are destined to follow me to the Demon Domain. Watch closely now, as I shatter your final hope.”

As his words fell, two streaks of light entered their sight, halting ahead. Two figures appeared.

One was a thick-set elephant demon, trunked and broad.

The other wore a black cloak and a ghost-faced mask.

At this sight, the Holy Maiden’s fragile hope collapsed again. The elephant demon was no savior. And the masked figure—surely no righteous cultivator either.

If these two fought Cang Jue, she doubted she would escape regardless.

“An elephant of the royal tribe, and some skulking coward?”

Cang Jue’s lips curled at the sight of the two.

“Demon…”

The elephant tribesman’s eyes hardened. The aura from Cang Jue was deadly. He then glanced at the masked figure, Lu Qing, and felt a chill. This man, too, could not be underestimated.

“Demon and beast? And those two…”

Lu Qing, upon seeing Cang Jue and the elephant tribesman, was startled. More so when he saw the Holy Maiden of Bilu Palace and the Dao Heir of Dao Xu Temple lying wounded.

If he wasn’t mistaken, these were the very same two he had once met in the Sacred Tianxu Mountain Secret Realm.

He never thought that after so many years, they would meet again here, in such dire straits.

His mind sharpened. He quietly activated his Spiritual Powers, probing the information before him.

“You two… you came for the Trial Jade Tokens, didn’t you? Hand them over. Then kneel before me. Submit, and I may spare your lives.”

Cang Jue was the first to speak.

At his arrogant demand, Lu Qing stayed silent. But the elephant demon frowned.

“You want me to submit? Your tone is far too big.”

“Oh? You refuse?”

Cang Jue’s eyes gleamed with malice.

“If it’s the Tokens you want, then fight me. Among my people, strength decides all. Defeat me, and I will yield my Token. But as for submitting? You are not qualified.”

“Very well. Beast, I’ve changed my mind. I will tear off your trunk, rip off your head, and only then will you regret not kneeling before me.”

Cang Jue’s face twisted with fiendish cruelty.

“So that’s it… no wonder he’s so arrogant. He wields a superior-grade Demonic Artifact.”

By now, Lu Qing had finished probing Cang Jue’s information. Understanding dawned in his eyes.

But as surprise filled him, Cang Jue suddenly turned his gaze upon him.

Purple light flashed in the fiend’s eyes as he glared coldly at Lu Qing.

“Crawl on your belly, insect. I don’t like the way you look at me.”