My Silly, Sweet Wife

Chapter 1284 - 1269: The Invisible Hand (Part 2)

Everyone looked at King Qi with terrified eyes.

No one dared to come forward.

King Qi grabbed a panicking Qin soldier and demanded, "Where is King Qin?"

"I, I don't know!" The Qin soldier's gaze was resolute, with no intention of speaking.

King Qi's lips curled into a mocking smile, and with a light squeeze, he directly pulled out the soldier's heart.

Throwing the corpse aside, King Qi walked towards another Qin soldier, "Where is King Qin?"

"I don't know!"

"Haha, what a good 'don't know'!" Squeezing again.

He crushed that Qin soldier's heart once more.

After killing more than a dozen Qin soldiers, King Qi was already covered in blood.

At this moment, King Qi did not look like a human, but rather like a demon soaked in blood.

"King Qin, if you don't dare to come out, I'll kill all your people here, haha, haha, in front of the strong, you are nothing but ants!" King Qi laughed recklessly, killing one after another, as if cutting through vegetables.

Those Qin soldiers had no power to resist.

Not only that, even the Qin generals were no match for King Qi.

Meanwhile, in a dark camp, King Qin also received the news.

As a precaution, he did not stay in the main Qin camp but in a small village over twenty miles away from the Qin camp.

To cover his tracks, before he arrived, King Qin had already sent people to kill everyone in the village.

Now, everyone in the village was disguised under King Qin's command.

In a dimly lit room.

King Qin also received the news.

His face was ashen, his gaze drifting.

Continuously rubbing his temples, standing up and pacing back and forth.

Restless and uneasy.

All of this clearly showed his disturbed mind.

"Foundation Establishment Expert, how could there be such a strong Foundation Establishment Expert?" King Qin asked sternly, looking at the pale-faced, blood-soaked general in front of him, "Who exactly is the opponent? Could it be an expert from some third-rate sect, or a powerful figure from a second-rate sect?"

The general, who barely escaped from the Qin camp to report back to King Qin, was still shaken and trembling.

Confronted with King Qi's brutality, the general could only describe him with one word.

Demon!

Yes!

That person is a demon!

"King Qin, I also don't know who the opponent really is, but the opponent is slaughtering our brothers mercilessly and threatens to kill all fifty thousand Qin soldiers if you don't go out. What should we do?"

"What do we do! Do you want King Qin to go out and die?" another general said furiously, "No matter what, hold the line, even if we can't hold it, we must hold it!"

"General He, we can't hold it! The opponent's terror is beyond our imagination. We deployed the Nine Dragons Eight Trigrams Formation but couldn't injure him in the slightest. In this situation, how can we hold it?" The general was almost crying.

The general named General He scowled, grabbed his comrade's collar, and angrily shouted, "Then tell me, what use are we? Since the opponent is targeting King Qin, do you really want to send King Qin out? At this time, we must protect King Qin and ensure his quick escape!"

"But, but..." The general was trembling.

King Qin waved his hand, "Escape? Haha, the opponent is clearly coming for me. Even if I escape back to the Qin Palace, who can stop such a powerful adversary's pursuit? Yet, I still can't understand why a third-rate sect wouldn't be involved in our affairs. Why would such a master appear suddenly?"

"King Qin, could it be related to the Son of the Netherworld Emperor?"

General He asked in confusion.

King Qin chuckled, "If it's really related to that brat, would it be so troublesome? Haha, I suspect it has something to do with those people."

"Those people?" General He became even more puzzled.

King Qin's face turned pale.

Ever since his last meeting with the Holy Envoy, King Qin felt something was amiss with the other's emotions.

However, King Qin hadn't paid much attention to it, still full of confidence and vigor.

In King Qin's view, his own power was now the strongest, and the Holy Temple had no reason to abandon him and choose someone else.

But now it seems he was completely wrong.

"Let's go, I will meet that person!"

King Qin decided immediately, no longer hesitating, no longer listening to General He's persuasion, and ordered his subordinates to take him straight to the Qin camp.

When they arrived at the Qin camp, it had already turned into a human purgatory.

Out of fifty thousand Qin soldiers, less than one-tenth remained.

King Qi seemed to be killing with great delight.

"Stop!"

King Qin's eyes were bloodshot, watching the Qin soldiers, his heart bleeding.

To ambush Ye Guichen this time, King Qin had brought almost all his elite soldiers.

He never expected that in the face of a master, these Qin soldiers were still as fragile as clay chickens and pottery dogs.

"Who exactly are you! What grudge do I have with you that you want to kill us all!" King Qin roared.

At this moment, he had a feeling of perishing together with King Qi.

King Qi laughed heartily and stepped toward King Qin.

General Qin's men wanted to step forward but were blown away by a wave of King Qi's hand.

"Qin Tianqi, I, Qi Yinglong, have met King Qin!" King Qi gave King Qin a salute, but his face bore a superior expression.

King Qin's pupils constricted, "You, you are King Qi?"

"What, you don't recognize me?" King Qi said with a slight nod, "Oh right, I'm drenched in blood now, of course, you can't recognize me, haha, how's this feeling of helplessness, isn't it delightful?"