CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 251: BETRAYAL [PLEASE SUBSCRIBE!]_2

A shadowy figure appeared behind him. Though the figure was indistinct, it exuded an immense aura of authority.

Damn it! Upon seeing this figure, Shao Zhengze’s heart lurched again. He retreated repeatedly. This figure... it seems...

"Great Grandpa, save... me!" Lu Shangxing, as if seeing a savior, cried out desperately.

The silhouette’s eyes, originally lifeless, finally burst into light upon hearing his voice.

BOOM!

A powerful force erupted. The Power of the Curse within Lu Shangxing’s body began to be forcibly suppressed! The locust-like Power of the Curse, as if encountering a natural predator, was annihilated in large swathes. At the same time, vigorous essence energy poured into Lu Shangxing’s body, rapidly healing his wounds.

He has so many cards in his hand! Shao Zhengze, hiding in the farthest corner, his face turning terrifyingly grim. Just moments ago, he had been on the verge of success. But the appearance of this silhouette seemed to render all his efforts in vain. And now... I’m doomed!

"Great Grandpa, kill him!" Sure enough, once the Power of the Curse on Lu Shangxing was suppressed, he ordered his "Great Grandpa" to attack Shao Zhengze.

BOOM!

An extremely formidable force suddenly blasted towards Shao Zhengze! This force was enough to grind him into dust!

Facing this terrifying onslaught, Shao Zhengze wanted to dodge but found his body utterly immobilized. His opponent had already locked onto his position!

It’s over! Terror gripped Shao Zhengze.

BOOM!

A loud explosion echoed. Shao Zhengze’s body was instantly blasted into a cloud of blood mist, dispersing into ashes that scattered in the air.

Within the blood mist, a portal quietly opened. It was Shao Zhengze’s divine soul; at the last possible moment, he had opened his divine soul gate and narrowly escaped disaster. But now, his divine soul had become exceedingly weak, seemingly on the verge of dissipating at any moment. The previous attack had still affected him. Even the periphery of the attack had nearly caused his soul to scatter.

"Ignorant fool!" Seeing this, Lu Shangxing’s mouth curled into a satisfied, cold sneer. Shao Zhengze is truly an idiot, actually thinking he could kill me. I am the illustrious Young Master of the Lu Family; how could I possibly lack some cards in my hand? Did he think he could assassinate me so easily just because my protector wasn’t by my side? What a daydreamer!

"Great Grandpa, finish him off!" Lu Shangxing spoke again.

The silhouette behind him moved once more. Its right hand rose and pointed forward lightly.

It was such a simple gesture. Yet, Shao Zhengze’s divine soul was powerless to resist, forced to watch as the finger pressed down on him.

"No, Sir, save me!" Shao Zhengze truly panicked now, desperately crying out for help.

However, no one responded. Wen Zhixing, up to this very moment, had still not made a move.

You lied to me... Despair filled Shao Zhengze’s eyes! He had never imagined it would end like this. I’m so unwilling! At this moment, Intense resentment surged within him. He hated it! Why did Wen Zhixing send him to his death! He really wanted to drag Wen Zhixing down with him!

[Detected that your servant Shao Zhengze harbors thoughts of rebellion. The slave imprint will be detonated!]

BOOM!

The next instant, a fierce radiance burst from Shao Zhengze’s divine soul. The slave imprint detonated his entire Divine Soul Force.

What’s this? Lu Shangxing noticed something was wrong. This... looks like self-destruction!

"Great Grandpa, save me!" Lu Shangxing panicked, hastily crying out again.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

Shao Zhengze’s Divine Soul Force, combined with the additional Divine Soul Force Wen Zhixing had placed in the slave imprint, exploded together. The silhouette behind Lu Shangxing flickered slightly, then emitted a light to protect his entire body. The entire secret chamber trembled at this moment.

This power had actually surpassed the limits of the Sixth Realm. This was self-destruction, stronger than any all-out attack. Self-destruction was the truest form of a final gambit, something a person could only use once in their life.

[Your slave imprint has been detonated.]

[Your servant, Shao Zhengze, is dead.]

Elsewhere, Wen Zhixing raised his head from the darkness. He took out a flask of wine from his robes, poured some onto the ground, and silently sent Shao Zhengze off. ""Ai, may you find peace on your journey."" This master-servant relationship has also reached its fated end.

Wen Zhixing had never intended to spare Shao Zhengze’s life. Shao Zhengze was bound to die. If he didn’t die, he would leave loose ends. Triggering the slave imprint to cause self-destruction was also within my expectations.

Simultaneously, the Unfounded Curse was directly interrupted. Lu Shangxing’s great grandpa does have some real strength.

[You have cursed Lu Shangxing with the Unfounded Curse. He is gravely injured; you are gravely injured.]

[Your injuries begin to rapidly heal.]

[Three... two... one!]

[Your injuries have recovered.]

Wen Zhixing’s complexion paled for a few seconds, then quickly became rosy again. He could recover from a mere serious injury in just three seconds now. He didn’t even need to spit out any blood.

"As expected of a scion of a top family, a strong background is indeed advantageous," Wen Zhixing said with a touch of envy. If I were killing an ordinary person, it wouldn’t be this troublesome. Now that Shao Zhengze is dead, Lu Shangxing’s cards in his hand have also been almost entirely forced out. It’s time for me to make my move. If I can’t kill Lu Shangxing even like this, then it’s just fate. Lu Shangxing is not fated to die yet. I won’t force it.

""Across the Sky."" The words slowly escaped his mouth, and his figure vanished completely from the spot.

Meanwhile, the aftereffects of the self-destruction in the secret chamber were rapidly dissipating.

"COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!" Lu Shangxing, bracing himself with his hands on the ground, coughed violently.

Shao Zhengze was dead, his soul truly scattered and dissipated. But Lu Shangxing was not faring well either. Not only had he lost his final two cards in his hand, but he was also gravely injured. His great grandpa’s phantom, having exhausted its strength to protect him, could no longer aid his recovery. However, it didn’t matter. To survive a great calamity meant future blessings would surely follow.

Who exactly wants to kill me? Lu Shangxing managed to turn over, lying weakly on the ground. Shao Zhengze’s final self-destruction was clearly not his own will. This means he was likely controlled by someone else at the time. I need to strengthen the guards... he pondered.

""Mind Capturing Skill!""

Just then, a somewhat ethereal voice echoed in his ear. An overwhelming Divine Soul Force invaded the space between his eyebrows, spreading through his Sea of Sense. Lu Shangxing’s pupils instantly lost focus, his movements halting.

BANG!

A large hand ruthlessly slammed down from the air. Wen Zhixing took a single step, appearing inside the secret chamber. A terrifying Divine Soul Force emanated from his eyes.

SPLAT!

Lu Shangxing’s head was directly crushed into a mist of blood.

Good, everything is going smoothly, just as planned.

""Soul Stealing!"" Wen Zhixing spoke again, his expression impassive.

A flicker of lightning flashed in his eyes as Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder transformed into a great thunder hand that viciously reached forward. A divine soul was forcefully ripped from the headless body and grasped tightly.

"Ah!" Lu Shangxing’s divine soul let out an incredulous scream. Everything had happened too quickly; he hadn’t even had time to react.

"Who are you!" Lu Shangxing’s divine soul trembled. He had deliberately kept the secret chamber inactive because it was impossible for outsiders to enter directly. With Shao Zhengze dead, this place should have been extremely safe, so he had decided to rest for a while. And yet, how did this man suddenly appear! How can this be!

"My apologies," Wen Zhixing said, bowing slightly, his voice carrying a hint of apology.

BOOM!

The thunder power fiercely erupted. Lu Shangxing’s divine soul shook violently. Without his physical body and having lost the initiative, how could he possibly resist the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder? In an instant, his divine soul was shattered to pieces.

Moments later, specks of light spilled out, flowing into the great thunder hand. These were divine soul fragments carrying incomplete memories, forcefully stolen by the great thunder hand. These memories were crucial; without them, how could Wen Zhixing perfectly impersonate Lu Shangxing?

Wen Zhixing had calculated everything in advance. First, kill Shao Zhengze, then kill Lu Shangxing. Afterwards, he would use the Fortune Divine Devil Skill to assume Lu Shangxing’s identity and infiltrate the Purple Cloud Divine Sect. His ultimate goal was to kill Qin Tian. If there were any other accomplices, he would kill them as well, if possible. As for the likes of Qin Yang, Wen Zhixing was self-aware; he was no match for them yet.

""Be on your way."" Wen Zhixing closed his eyes briefly, that indifferent expression deeply etched into Lu Shangxing’s fading divine soul.