Battle Through the Heavens: The Soul Emperor's Only Daughter, I Am the Young Master of the Soul

Chapter 43 Qinghao is injured by the God-Slaying Needle

Upon hearing the telepathic message, the Seven Star Dou Zong Spirit Serpent, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Yao Chen, darkened his eyes and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

Upon seeing that eerie smile, Yao Chen felt a sudden sense of foreboding.

"I was just playing around with you earlier, now it's time to get serious."

……

The situation on Yao Chen's side is not optimistic, and Hun Qinghao frequently cast worried glances at him.

The three-star Dou Zong spirit rat kicked Da Zi away, grabbed Hun Qinghao's soul lock, and sneered, "You dare to be distracted while fighting me!"

Hun Qinghao remained silent, his eyes narrowed, and he lunged at him, throwing the Soul-Locking Bracelet at him with his left hand.

At that moment, a black needle about three inches long pierced through the air, shattering the space in its path without making a sound.

"Qing'er, be careful!" Yao Chen had witnessed the Seven Star Dou Zong in front of him launch that terrifying black needle. He thought the other party's target was him, but he didn't expect it to be Hun Qinghao on the other side. So he quickly shouted a warning.

Upon hearing this, Hun Qinghao caught a glimpse of the long black needle exuding a chilling aura behind her out of the corner of her eye, and her expression immediately changed. Seeing that the other party was still holding onto her soul lock, she directly pulled the person into the spatial rift.

I thought that by using spatial magic to move its location, the black needles would lose their target, but I didn't expect that the thing could locate itself and wouldn't give up until it achieved its goal.

Seeing this, Hun Qinghao was too lazy to run away. He decisively loosened the soul lock, formed a hand seal, and chanted incantations.

"The black lotus blooms in twelve grades, each grade uniquely outstanding, the second grade black lotus..."

As she chanted the incantation, a black lotus flower with only two petals radiating a dazzling light rapidly condensed between her hands.

"We can't let her condense that black lotus!" The spirit rat's eyes darkened, and it threw away the soul lock that Hun Qing had prepared, and made a move to interfere with her.

"Cough... I won't let you disturb your master, roar!" Da Zi coughed, wiped the blood from his mouth, and transformed into a magical beast to block him.

"Go." As the black needle approached, Hun Qinghao also condensed a second-grade black lotus and threw it at the black needle.

Boom!

The black lotus exuded an aura of endless tyranny, and with unparalleled power, it collided with the silent black needles, producing a deafening sound.

A powerful energy wave spread out, stirring up the yellow sand on the ground.

A moment later, after the yellow sand settled, everyone looked up and saw that the small black lotus had actually blocked the black needle in mid-air, preventing it from advancing.

This scene infuriated the two Devouring Spirit Clan brothers, who cursed inwardly, "Damn it, who gathered this intelligence? Why didn't they mention that the Soul Clan also possesses Heavenly Rank combat techniques outside of their own Soul Clan...?"

"No wonder the clan leader ordered those elders to kill this Soul Clan young master five years ago. This woman is truly unexpected." Thinking this, the spirit snake quickly set up a defensive barrier around itself, then poured all its power into the black needle, muttering to itself, "Let's see how you block this now. I don't believe you can withstand the combined attack of me and the God-Slaying Needle."

The black needle called the God-Slaying Needle, after receiving the full power of a high-level Dou Zong, became exponentially more powerful. The black lotus could no longer withstand it and began to crack.

Seeing this, Yao Chen attacked the barrier in an attempt to interrupt the spirit snake's infusion of power into the God-Slaying Needle, but the spirit snake's defensive barrier was sturdy, and he could not break through it in a very short time.

But the black lotus on Hun Qinghao's side had reached its limit. The petals that hadn't lit up had shattered, leaving only two petals emitting a faint light, teetering on the verge of collapse.

Without hesitation, Yao Chen turned around and flew towards Hun Qinghao.

"Click~"

A crisp sound rang out, and the two remaining lotus petals shattered into pieces. The God-Slaying Needle swept through the enemy like a whirlwind, with no obstacle left to stop it.

At this critical moment, Yao Chen suddenly appeared in front of Hun Qinghao and pushed her back, trying to shield her from the God-Slaying Needle.

"Ah..." The Soul-Destroying Needle pierced through Yao Chen's soul, and the tearing pain made him cry out in agony.

"You..." Looking at Yao Chen, who had risked his own safety to protect her, Hun Qinghao's wide eyes flickered, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart at this moment.

However, before she could react, the God-Slaying Needle, which had only stayed in Yao Chen's soul for a moment, suddenly rushed out again and stabbed at Hun Qinghao.

All of this happened too fast. Before she could even react, the God-Slaying Needle had already pierced her left shoulder.

Bright red blood oozed out, flowing down his arm and dripping onto the yellow sand on the ground.

A sharp pain shot through him, and Hun Qinghao clutched his left shoulder, his face turning deathly pale. He then coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed backward, losing his balance.

"Qing'er!" Yao Chen hurriedly hugged her, his heart filled with anxiety.

"Master!" On the other side, Da Zi, who had been beaten and was covered in bruises, couldn't help but shout anxiously. Then he was knocked away by the spirit rat. His huge body landed on the ground, splashing up a cloud of yellow sand.

Hun Qinghao propped himself up from the ground, looked up at his smug Devouring Spirit Clan brothers, and said with difficulty, "This needle... is poisoned..."

The mischievous rat said cheekily, "That's right, this poison was specially prepared for you, designed to break through your invincible physical body. How about that, are you surprised? Unexpected, aren't you!"

"You're invincible in terms of physical strength? Try being invincible again and see what happens."

"Young Master of the Soul Clan isn't that difficult to deal with. I really don't understand how those predecessors failed five years ago."

"..."

The enemy's arrogant taunts echoed in her ears. Hun Qing closed her eyes in anger, lowered her head, and buried her small face in the shadows, seemingly lost in thought. However, the aura around her became strange.

"Qing'er, stay here. If they dare to hurt you, your teacher will make them pay the price!" Yao Chen said softly to Hun Qinghao, then flew towards the Devouring Spirit Clan brothers with a certain determination.

"No, don't go..." As if understanding what he was thinking, Hun Qinghao suddenly looked up and reached out to grab him, but it was too late.

"Cough cough..." Her excitement made her cough a few times. Seeing Da Zi, who was seriously injured but still trying to get up, she was deeply moved.

"Da Zi, go inside quickly, we don't need you outside." She stretched out her left hand, the Soul-Locking Bracelet lit up, and Da Zi's body instantly disappeared from the spot.

"Master, please let me out! I can still protect you!"

"Master, please let me out..."

Inside the Soul-Locking Bracelet, Da Zi kept pounding on the surrounding spatial barrier, her voice filled with anxiety.

Even among magical beasts, loyalty and trust are valued. He and Xiao Zi had consumed so many of her pills; there was no reason for him to desert when she was in danger.

"You think you, a mere soul, are worthy of making us pay the price?"

"It seems we brothers have exceeded our mission expectations today. As long as we bring you back, the clan chief will reward us..."

As Yao Chen's figure grew increasingly ethereal as he fought against two opponents, Hun Qinghao slowly stood up, forming ancient hand seals with her hands. Her fingertips brushed across the black lotus mark between her brows, and a clear, ethereal voice resounded throughout the space.

(End of this chapter)