Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 586 585: Soul Attaching Technique! (5th Update)

All those present were scared witless, their faces turning ashen.

Whether police or security, they were acutely aware of how many people were inside the Beijing Expo Center, including many VIPs. If that sword were to hit its mark, it would be the end of everything!!

At the same time, visitors inside the Beijing Expo Center also felt a slight tremor underfoot, which immediately caused some panic, leading them to believe an earthquake had occurred.

Some particularly perceptive individuals immediately felt an intense sense of crisis, as if something terrifying was about to happen, a catastrophe looming over their heads!!

CLANG!!

Just at that moment, a sudden sword cry pierced the air, resembling a crane's call reaching the heavens, resonating across the sky. It was Qin Heng, flicking his finger, condensing the True Sun Fire into a golden sword beam that slashed towards the sword of death the female Ghost Servant had become.

Then, under the stunned gazes of the female officer and numerous policemen and security guards, that thread-like golden sword beam flew from Qin Heng's fingertip. It swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a sword light over a hundred meters long.

Devastatingly powerful and utterly invincible!

It encountered virtually no resistance, effortlessly extinguishing the pitch-black sword light into nothingness, even completely annihilating the female Ghost Servant enveloped within it with a single strike.

The explosion of black and golden light burst forth, blooming like dazzling fireworks that illuminated the Beijing night sky. People inside the Beijing Expo Center witnessed this spectacle and marveled at the display.

"Is Beijing allowing fireworks now? Is today some special occasion? Ha ha ha, whatever the reason, these fireworks are truly beautiful!"

"So, it's fireworks. Can you even set off fireworks in Beijing? Oh, who cares. Seeing fireworks at all these days is a rare treat. Who cares about the reason? It's great! Perfect for livening things up!"

The people who had been panicked by the ground tremors all breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions relaxing, believing the earlier shaking had just been their imagination.

They assumed it was an illusion caused by the fireworks and thus calmed down, continuing to admire the ancient artifacts, immersing themselves in the allure of ancient history.

However, among the crowd in the Spring and Autumn Warring States artifacts corridor, a very handsome, golden-haired man with typical European features watched the "fireworks" outside. He laughed coldly, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Then, he glanced at the two people kneeling on the ground, continually slapping their own faces and cursing themselves and England. Irritation and a flicker of murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

However, the man restrained himself and instead turned, walking towards the hall housing the Xia Dynasty artifacts.

As he passed Xia Shuang, her beauty caught his eye, and a blue light flickered in his. "Beautiful lady, please come with me," he chuckled softly.

...

On the entrance plaza of the Beijing Expo Center, everyone except Qin Heng collapsed to the ground, weak with relief as they looked up at the intertwining black and golden light in the sky, reminiscent of fireworks.

They were all too aware that although the light was beautiful and dazzling, it contained terrifying power; any one of those beams could slice the entire Beijing Expo Center in two in an instant!!

Utterly terrifying!!

"How is this possible? How can this be!?" exclaimed the Ghost Servant Qin Heng held by the neck. The Ghost Servant stared in disbelief at the scattering black light in the sky. "This is the ultimate secret technique bestowed upon us by the Great One! How could you possibly be a match for such a technique? It's impossible, absolutely impossible! There must be some mistake!!"

This Ghost Servant seemed to have had his core beliefs shattered. He became increasingly agitated and struggled even harder to break free from Qin Heng's grasp.

But it was all in vain!

Qin Heng's hand tightened around his neck. "What you want is that ancient artifact from the Xia Dynasty," he said indifferently. "Who created you? And what does your master want with that artifact?"

When Qin Heng had intercepted the sword of light the female Ghost Servant had become, he had realized her target was the ancient artifact of the Xia Dynasty. She had been desperately trying to reach it, which clearly indicated it was the ultimate goal of these Ghost Servants.

"Do you really want to know?" The Ghost Servant seemed to have regained some consciousness. He smiled coldly at Qin Heng. "Just go and get that ancient artifact, hand it to me, and I'll..."

CRACK!!

Qin Heng simply broke the Ghost Servant's neck, killing him before he could finish his sentence. "If you don't want to talk, then don't," Qin Heng said flatly.

Clean and decisive!

Without the slightest hesitation!!

At the same time, the Ghost Servant's forehead suddenly bulged, and a pitch-black, chilly light was about to burst forth from his brow.

"Soul Attaching Technique... a mere trifle!" Qin Heng sneered. "Did you think you could hide it from me? You pathetic insect!"

Calmly, after snapping the Ghost Servant's neck, he flicked his fingers. Golden light converged, as if a small sun had been ignited, then shot directly towards the Ghost Servant's forehead.

「Meanwhile, a thousand miles away!」

Wu He stood on the roof of a high-speed train heading northwest, the Dark Golden Crow perched on his right shoulder. He was watching the scene displayed in his palm: the exact moment Qin Heng crushed the last Ghost Servant.

"Tsk, tsk, this Innate Pinnacle kid isn't bad at all, killing three of your Ghost Servants," the Dark Golden Crow chuckled. "What are you going to do now, Wu He? With three Ghost Servants gone, you won't be able to retrieve that item."

"No rush," Wu He said, shaking his head. "Dark Golden Crow, you seem quite pleased. Perhaps you haven't spent enough time in your coffin and wish to return for another few thousand years?"

"No, no, no! How could that be? I... I was just worried about the treasure. After all, it's your personal sorcery weapon—in its prime, a treasure comparable to the Saint King level!"

The Dark Golden Crow shook its head repeatedly, then changed the subject, pointing to the image in Wu He's palm. "Speaking of which, that kid who destroyed three of your Ghost Servants—what are you going to do about him?"

"The Ghost Servant he just killed carried a wisp of my divided soul," Wu He sighed softly. "He was too weak—no, rather, this entire era is too weak. No one is even qualified to be my opponent."

"Ha ha ha, Soul Attaching Technique?" The Dark Golden Crow grinned more widely, looking at the scene displayed in Wu He's palm. "That kid's done for. The grand Soul Attaching Technique of a great Da Xia sorcerer against a tiny Innate ant? He'll have no power to resist."

"Upon my Ghost Servant's death," Wu He continued, a cold smile on his pale face as he watched the image in his palm, "that wisp of my soul's consciousness will burst forth and forcibly possess and control that little ant's body. A mere Innate Pinnacle ant could never discover my divided soul, much less resist it. Then, he will submit to my will and help me retrieve..."

Suddenly, Wu He's expression stiffened. His voice trailed off, and disbelief filled his eyes as he stared intently at the image in his palm!

SPURT!

Wu He spat out a mouthful of foul black blood. The flesh on half of his face instantly withered, leaving only skin and bones. He clenched his teeth and roared, "How could this be!?"

"Wu He, what's wrong with you!?" the Dark Golden Crow exclaimed in shock. It glanced at the image and was so terrified its soul nearly scattered, almost causing it to fall from his shoulder.

"Soul Attaching Technique, a mere trifle! Did you think you could hide it from me? You pathetic insect!!" Qin Heng's voice, incredibly, actually traveled from the image in the palm, crossing the vast distance to reach them.

At the same time, a ray of sun-like brilliance came through, blazing with an intensity that threatened to incinerate everything.