Meng Ziqi's mind was in a mess. He stared blankly at Xia Pingan. His mind was like a willow in the wind, drifting with the wind. Because of fear and shock, even his body couldn't help but tremble.
Wasn't Long Huan dead?
Why was he still standing in front of him?
If this person was Long Huan, then who was the one he killed while crafting a soul armament for Bai Yunfei?
More importantly, how did this Long Huan know so many secrets?
Why? Why?
Was everything in front of him a hallucination? Was it a demon in his heart?
All the confusion, fear, and shock in Meng Ziqi's heart transformed into a murderous aura. Glaring at Xia Pingan with bloodshot eyes, Meng Ziqi roared, "Stop spouting nonsense! Die …" Taking out the soul armament sword Xia Pingan had crafted for him, Meng Ziqi charged at Xia Pingan without hesitation and slashed down viciously ….
A mocking smile appeared on Xia Pingan's face at the sight of Meng Ziqi going berserk. Stretching out his hand, his hand transformed into a giant golden palm to grab at Meng Ziqi.
Meng Ziqi cried out in pain. Like an ant facing a giant, he was easily caught in Xia Pingan's hand.
… …
"Ah!" Meng Ziqi screamed and opened his eyes. When he woke up, he realized that he was still in the secret chamber. Long Huan was sitting cross-legged across from him. Long Huan's finger was pressed against his forehead. His soul was like a golden thread that was pulled out by Long Huan and wrapped around his hand.
Wasn't this the scene of Long Huan crafting a soul armament for him? Why was he back here? Could it be that everything just now was just a dream? Was he dreaming?
Meng Ziqi was shocked. Looking at Long Huan's face, he realized there was nothing wrong with Long Huan's expression. Only his eyes were unusually cold.
"So Brother Meng was waiting for me to be halfway through the crafting of the soul armament and kill me when I was unprepared. Then you would pretend that I had left the Immortal City and become a missing member of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect. No one would suspect you …" Xia Pingan sighed softly and shook his head. "I have always been loyal to the moon, but the moon shines in the ditch. Ever since the Land of the Fallen Gods, Brother Meng has tried to kill me time and time again. It's so sad. Even if Brother Meng has a Nine Sun Realm father, you can't be so reckless …"
Meng Ziqi instinctively wanted to move and struggle. But when he struggled, he realized that he couldn't move. Xia Pingan's finger pressed between his eyebrows was like a mountain. He couldn't move. His Divine Soul was controlled by Xia Pingan at this moment. His consciousness was completely separated from his body. His body didn't listen to him at all.
Meng Ziqi's expression changed drastically and he looked confused. He forced a smile at Xia Pingan and tried to explain himself. "I just realized that I had a strange dream. Was that dream made by Brother Long? Brother Long, don't joke with me like this. It's just a dream. It's not real. The things in the dream are all delusions. If Brother Long doesn't want to craft a soul armament for me, then forget it. I'll leave the Immortal City!"
"Brother Meng, you have such a glib tongue. Do you think I'm a fool?"
"What do you mean, Brother Long?"
"Nothing. Whether that dream is real or not, I just need to go to the Hall of Duty and tell Deacon Ling that I'm Old Monster Tianhua's disciple. Naturally, someone will find out!"
Looking at the determined sneer on Xia Pingan's face, Meng Ziqi immediately put away his pitiful look and revealed a ferocious face. He roared, "Long Huan, I admit that you have some ability. So what? My father knows that I came to the Immortal City this time. If you dare to touch me, my father won't let you go … …"
"Oh, is that so?" Xia Pingan's eyes narrowed. "Then I'll wait for your father to come find me. You killed me several times, but I only killed you once. We're even … …"
"What do you want to do?" Meng Ziqi was frightened.
"Do you want to know what a true soul refining technique is?" Xia Pingan suddenly smiled.
Meng Ziqi wanted to struggle, but a strange black flame suddenly appeared on Xia Pingan's finger. Meng Ziqi's soul power, which was wrapped around Xia Pingan's hand, was immediately ignited by the flame on Xia Pingan's finger. The ignited soul power emitted a rainbow-like light. Like a fuse, it instantly rushed to Meng Ziqi's forehead and ignited the soul in his entire body.
Soul cultivators who grasped the true soul refining method could kill people while crafting soul armaments, especially when they were using wind souls. If they wanted to kill someone, it would be as easy as a doctor holding a scalpel on an anesthetized patient whose chest had been cut open. As long as a person's soul was ignited, that person would instantly die and their body would become a complete husk.
Meng Ziqi's body suddenly stiffened. All the pores on his body, including his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, emitted a magnificent rainbow-colored light. Then, in a short two seconds, the light disappeared. Meng Ziqi's eyes instantly lost all luster. He suddenly stopped moving and softly fell down. In an instant, there was no breath or heartbeat. He couldn't be more dead!
His soul was completely burned, just like the death of a soul. Naturally, Meng Ziqi couldn't live anymore.
Then, the spatial equipment on his body suddenly exploded.
Xia Pingan grabbed his Soul Anchoring Pearl and let out a long breath. He spread his legs and stood up.
Meng Ziqi didn't have a lot of things on him. Other than the gold coins on the ground, there were some pills and bottles and jars. There was also a box containing a realm pearl. The most eye-catching thing was the ferocious black dagger he used to plot against him.
Xia Pingan picked up the dagger and looked at it. The dagger was also a soul tool. It had powerful sharpness, armor-piercing, and paralyzing effects. That trash Meng Ziqi even smeared poison on it. This thing was a fatal weapon for high-level summoners. He couldn't let it hurt him.
Xia Pingan then opened the box containing the Realm Pearl, only to see a light green Realm Pearl inside the box. There were only two words on the Realm Pearl — — Medicine Union.
Xia Pingan didn't know what this meant. He guessed that this realm pearl wasn't easy to fuse with, so Meng Ziqi carried it with him. If it was easy to fuse with, Meng Ziqi would have already fused with it.
There were some pills and some poisons in those bottles and jars. Just by looking at those poisons, he knew that Meng Ziqi was definitely up to no good.
"Hey, what's this?" Just as Xia Pingan was about to put everything away, Xia Pingan suddenly found a strange thing in the pile of gold coins. It was a bronze triangular token. In the middle of the token, there was a small word in Xiaozhuan. There were clouds around the word. As soon as Xia Pingan held it in his hand, his palm slightly warmed. An image appeared in his mind. The image was surrounded by towering mountains that pierced the sky like sharp swords. Misty clouds drifted in the middle of those mountains.
Xia Pingan was slightly stunned. Then, the image in his mind disappeared.
He put down the token and picked it up again. The image in his mind reappeared and disappeared in just two seconds.
This strange token wasn't ordinary. However, Xia Pingan didn't know what it was for. Therefore, he could only put it away.
Then, Xia Pingan's bones and face changed. Slowly, he turned into Meng Ziqi. He took off his own clothes and put on Meng Ziqi's clothes. Then, he fixed his hair. In just a short while, Xia Pingan had become another Meng Ziqi.
"Cough cough, Senior Brother … Senior Brother … It's me … cough cough … Everything is as Senior Brother expected. How could that Long Huan escape from my grasp … Senior Brother …" Xia Pingan touched his throat to test his voice. He adjusted his voice to be the same as Meng Ziqi's so that there was no difference at all. Only then did he put away Meng Ziqi's corpse and turned to leave the secret room.
The secret chamber was empty. There was no one else in it.
After taking one last look at the secret chamber, Xia Pingan turned around and left the secret chamber. He then left the Star River Manor alone.
After a while, Xia Pingan, who had turned into Meng Ziqi, returned to his courtyard and put away the formation plate of the Ice and Fire Sword Formation. After taking one last look at the courtyard, he sighed and flew out of the city.
An hour later, Xia Pingan arrived at the cave in the depths of the underground crack where Meng Ziqi and Deacon Ling had met.
Before entering the cave, Xia Pingan gently clapped his hands three times outside the cave and summoned a fluorescent capsule to float in front of him. Then, he calmly entered the cave.
After entering the cave for 100 meters, Deacon Ling, who had white hair, a deep hooked nose and sharp eyes, finally walked out of the shadow of a pile of strange rocks and asked in a low voice.
"Junior brother, did you succeed?"
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