Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor
Chapter 166 - 166 165 The Soul Capturing Technique!

166: Chapter 165: The Soul Capturing Technique!

166: Chapter 165: The Soul Capturing Technique!

“Now you realize it, isn’t it a bit late?”

Li Chen cracks a smile, akin to the arrival of the Death God.

“Retreat!”

Zhenzi’s heart fills with terror, daring not to continue the battle.

After all, Li Chen could slay an Innate Grandmaster without breaking a sweat.

To kill them would be as easy as crushing ants.

“Think you can provoke me and then just walk away?

Do you think that’s possible?”

Li Chen brings his hands together, condensing a Thunder Light Ball above his palms and furiously launches it.

The light ball’s momentum is unstoppable, contemptuous of all in its path.

Wherever it passes, it leaves scorched earth.

Several black-clad assassins, not even having the time to react, are utterly confused as they are struck into charred remains.

The surviving black-clad assassins, witnessing such a terrifying sight, are scared out of their wits and scatter in all directions.

At this moment, Li Chen stands like a king who commands the entire battlefield.

His figure, illuminated by the Thunder Light Ball, stands proudly alone.

“Heh, since you’ve come, don’t think of leaving.

Stay here, all of you!”

His icy words still lingering in the night, the Thunder Light Ball in his hands splinters into thousands of Thunder Light Swords, shooting rapidly towards the assassins.

“Puchi!”

Blood spurts wildly, as one after another, the assassins fall face up into pools of blood.

One kill!

Double kill!

Triple kill!

…

Eleventh kill!

Except for Zhenzi, who barely defended against the light sword’s assault with her profound Inner Strength, all other black-clad assassins turned into charred corpses.

Li Chen dusts off his hands, sporting a light and easy smile, as he looks towards Zhenzi.

“Speak.

Who sent you?”

Zhenzi’s eyes shift and with a casual tug, she casts off the blood-red robe she was wearing.

She then tears off the loathsome human skin mask from her face.

In an instant, the ‘Zhenzi’ that could scare children into crying transforms into a devil with the body, an angel with the face, skin fairer than snow, and facial features as if painted on.

Especially her eyes, with spots of peach blossom, soul-capturing, practically the spitting image of a reincarnated Fox Spirit.

The Fox Charm Soul Capturing Dance, one of Chiyoko’s trump cards—a move that can bewilder the mind and kill without a trace.

Using this supreme technique, she has already had two Martial Arts Grandmasters, and nine Half-step Innates succumb under her skirt, never failing her before.

A beauty’s charms grave is the hero’s tomb!

She believes that this time will be no exception!

Chiyoko twists her serpent-like waist, circling around Li Chen.

When she sees Li Chen staring straight at her, seemingly captivated, she boldly moves closer.

Her slender arms, like a serpent, wrap around his neck.

“Hmph, men are such simple creatures.

Even a Grandmaster cannot escape the seduction of a woman’s charms!”

Seeing herself successful, having bewitched Li Chen, Chiyoko’s smug triumph is clear as day.

However, just as she is about to finally act against Li Chen, she suddenly feels an icy chill at her neck.

Chiyoko looks up to find Li Chen’s eyes emitting a cold light, staring coldly at her.

Li Chen flashes her a grin, nonchalantly saying, “If a man has a knife in his hand, you shouldn’t snuggle up in his embrace!”

Chiyoko’s heart skips a beat as she rapidly retreats.

But it’s already too late.

A glimmer of cold light flickers from Li Chen’s fingertips, a sharp blade tracing across her cheek.

Chiyoko feels a sharp pain on the left side of her face, and blood gushes down, dripping loudly.

Starting from her left eyebrow down to the corner of her mouth, the slash spans over ten centimeters.

It looks like a centipede, exceptionally ghastly.

“Damn it!”

Chiyoko, enraged and humiliated, clenches her silver teeth, wishing she could tear Li Chen into pieces.

Li Chen was unfazed as he fiddled with the blood-stained scimitar in his hand, leisurely saying, “Now, you can tell me, do you want me to add a cut to your right face to make it symmetrical with the left?

From an artistic standpoint, it would look more aesthetically pleasing!”

Hearing what Li Chen said made Chiyoko so angry she almost spewed blood.

Damn it, her face was already ruined, and now there’s talk of aesthetic pleasure.

Seeing that Chiyoko was silent, Li Chen rubbed his nose and smiled coldly, “It seems you really won’t shed tears until you see the coffin?”

Before the echo of his words subsided, the scimitar in his hand turned into a cold gleam, shooting towards Chiyoko like a meteor chasing the moon.

Chiyoko, seeing Li Chen making a move, didn’t dare to take it lightly and flung a Hexagram Dart from her sleeve to meet the attack head-on.

“Clang!”

The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out in the air.

The Hexagram Dart exploded with a bang, its contained white smoke quickly spreading, covering the sky and blanketing a several hundred meters radius in darkness where one could not see their own five fingers.

Without any hesitation, Chiyoko turned into a streak of light and escaped into the white smoke.

Seeing this scene caused Li Chen’s eyebrows to furrow slightly.

“Ninjutsu?”

His pupils narrowed slightly, shooting out a piercing light like infrared rays, swiftly penetrating the white fog, scanning around.

Suddenly!

His gaze fixed on a crooked willow tree, behind its dense branches.

There was a vague afterimage, flickering and elusive.

Realizing this, Li Chen’s mouth curled into a contemptuous sneer.

“So you’re hiding here, come down!”

Before he even finished speaking, a Thunder Light Ball had already floated up in Li Chen’s palm, crackling loudly, and then ferociously blasted towards the crooked willow tree.

“Boom!”

The hundred-year-old willow tree, struck by the Thunder Light Ball, emitted the pungent odor of charred wood and crashed to the ground.

“Ahh!”

Chiyoko screamed as she was flung out violently.

She managed to evade the vital attack, but her hair and eyebrows were caught by the splattering sparks, burned into a bald monkey.

She looked as ugly as one could imagine, likely to make even the real Zhenzi cry if she saw Chiyoko’s hideous appearance now.

Li Chen glanced at Chiyoko and said coldly, “Tell me everything you know, or I guarantee you’ll regret ever coming into this world!”

Chiyoko remained silent, just quietly staring at this man akin to the Death God.

This was the first time she felt fear, a deep, instinctual fear.

Li Chen strode forward, his hands raising up.

“Rise!”

Chiyoko’s body, like a solitary boat swept up by a giant wave, was completely out of her own control and slowly rose into the air.

Li Chen reached out with his left hand, his fingertip condensing a lotus flower surrounded by radiant light.

This was the seed of the Nine Heart Ice Lotus, capable of entering a person’s central neural system to achieve the control of the target.

There were only nine seeds of the ice lotus, each one used meant one less.

He had not intended to waste such Spiritual Objects on Chiyoko.

However, she was extremely stubborn.

To pry open her mouth, he was forced to use such special means.

Li Chen stared into Chiyoko’s eyes, pointing at her glabella as he chanted the soul-capturing incantation.

“From now on, I am your master, your life and death is in my hands alone.

I bid you live, you shall live.

I bid you die, and you shall perish!”

Chiyoko held her head with both hands, in evident agony.

Her spirit was resisting the invasion of foreign powers.

After a struggle, her spirit was completely controlled, prostrating at Li Chen’s feet.

“Chiyoko greets Master!”

Li Chen waved a hand and said, “Stand up, tell me everything you know!”

Chiyoko replied respectfully, “Yes, Master!”

When Li Chen heard Chiyoko revealing their entire plan, his expression suddenly changed.

“Not good, Chuxue is in danger!”