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

Chapter 47 Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, Seeing Through Everything

Turning her head to look at the spirit snake that had broken through the defenses within the black Dharma image, Hun Qinghao sneered, "You're disappointed, this young lady is still perfectly fine."

"But you, who escaped before and barely escaped with your life, instead of going back to your lair, you dare to show yourself."

"Ah! Damn it, I'll make you pay for my brother's life!" The spirit snake roared, trying to unleash its ultimate move by activating its black avatar once more.

But Hun Qing will not give him that chance again.

With a wave of her jade-like hand, Hun Qinghao flung out eighteen wooden puppets, "Thousand Soul Silk, Puppet Show."

She quickly formed hand seals, and countless silver threads instantly spread out from between her ten fingers, connecting the eighteen wooden puppets together.

At this moment, the eighteen quiet wooden puppets seemed to come alive, chattering and staring at the black Dharma image with red light in their eyes.

"Go, my dolls, go and devour that big guy."

As soon as Hun Qing finished speaking, the eighteen sinister-looking wooden puppets pounced on the black Dharma Image like wolves, devouring it greedily.

The spirit snake tried to move, but was firmly bound by fifty silver soul threads used by Hun Qinghao, and could only watch helplessly as the puppet dolls slowly gnawed away at its Dharma form.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't your technique supposed to be countered by me?" The spirit snake asked in terror.

"I have recovered to my peak condition, while you, your soul is severely damaged, your internal injuries have not yet healed, and your cultivation has regressed and has not yet stopped. What can you, a half-crippled Dou Zong, do to fight me!"

Her gaze was filled with endless coldness, and her voice was chilling.

"You're just taking advantage of your special cultivation technique to bully him, who's just a soul."

"But if you bully him, you are bullying me. Half a month ago, you sat here and stabbed me with the God-Slaying Needle. Today, I will get my revenge here as well."

The black Dharma image was devoured, and the spirit snake, blinded by rage, attacked Hun Qinghao with a long sword in hand. His sword strike was swift and lightning fast.

"I am a Dou Zong, and you are just a Dou Wang. You can't do anything to me."

Hun Qinghao sneered and ordered the eighteen puppets, "Dolls, hold him back."

The puppet dolls were imbued with soul power by Hun Qinghao, so they could fight on their own even without her control. Moreover, because of the connection of soul threads, they cooperated very well and were in perfect sync, making it impossible for the spirit snake to unleash its full power.

Without giving him any chance to catch his breath, Hun Qing then unleashed the world-destroying black flames.

A sinister black flame, exuding an aura of destruction, burned around her, and even her purple eyes flickered with black flames.

"If you can suppress the Void Devouring Flame, then what about my World-Destroying Black Flame? You might as well give it a try."

Hun Qinghao gently pointed forward with her hand, and the World-Destroying Black Flame transformed into a black fire dragon, roaring before passing directly through the spirit snake's body.

Black flames burned within his body, and he hurriedly mobilized all his power to resist, but he still couldn't withstand the powerful destructive force of the world-destroying black flames. His cultivation level regressed one after another, and he couldn't even maintain his Dou Zong realm.

"Cough cough... How dare you treat me like this, I'll kill you!" Tormented by the world-destroying black flames, the spirit serpent coughed up blood and roared.

"Just impotent rage." Hun Qinghao curled her lip, her eyes full of disdain. "If you were still at your peak, I might only be able to injure you, not save your life. But since you're still injured and so eager to come back to die, of course I'll grant your wish!"

"Let me show you. It's your good fortune that you'll perish under the heavenly lightning, given that I, a young lady, have mastered the lightning technique on my own."

After saying that, an extremely powerful energy condensed in Hun Qinghao's hand, slowly compressing into an energy sphere that shimmered with lightning.

Hun Qing held the energy sphere in his right palm, then raised it above his head and threw it into the air.

With a deafening roar, the energy sphere exploded in the sky.

The azure sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. The next moment, it was as if a crack had split open in the dim sky, and blinding light and deafening thunder intertwined.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, yin and yang and the five elements draw upon the power of the nine heavens to transform into divine thunder."

At that moment, a clear and ethereal voice rang out from the sky, reciting the incantation to control thunder.

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, descend!"

As the last word fell, Hun Qinghao pointed his right hand at the spirit snake.

Thunder rumbled, and a purple bolt of lightning, as tall as a pillar supporting the sky, ripped through the clouds and fell from the heavens, striking its target squarely.

Before the water could even splash in resistance, the serpent was chopped into a charred corpse, leaving only its weakened soul searching for a chance to escape.

How could Hun Qinghao let his soul escape? Her gaze sharpened, and she reached out and pressed her hand on his head, forcing the soul back down as it tried to sneak away. She still needed to search the souls to find the hideout of this group.

Then, Hun Qinghao used the second level of the Soul-Seizing Technique to begin searching for the spirit snake's soul.

Yao Chen, who had witnessed the entire battle, slowly came to his senses and looked at the spirit snake that had been chopped into charcoal, his face twitching slightly.

Looking up at the still lingering dark clouds, he was genuinely impressed by the power of the lightning magic. He never imagined that his little Qing'er would possess such a fighting skill.

Judging by its power, it must be at least a high-level Earth Rank!

Hun Qing was furious at the results of the soul search.

She found no clues about the Spirit Serpent's lair because a powerful restriction had been placed on his soul. As soon as she saw the confidential information, the Spirit Serpent's soul dissipated on the spot.

However, she also saw some scenes that ignited her anger.

Five years ago, she thought the wonderful encounter was just a scheme orchestrated by the other party involved.

The reunion five years later was also something that Sheng Linglong had planned long ago, and even the fact that he was behind the injury she suffered from the God-Slaying Needle half a month ago.

"So, all of this... was a meticulously planned scheme!" Hun Qinghao suppressed his anger, closed his eyes briefly, and said sarcastically, "It was the same five years ago, and it's the same five years later!"

But the anger she felt at being deceived seemed to grow stronger and stronger, to the point that it was completely uncontrollable.

"This is utterly absurd!" Hun Qinghao roared angrily, and with a forceful twist of his right hand, he twisted off the spirit snake's head and threw it hard to the ground.

Black, splattered flesh and blood mixed with scum splattered on her fair face, and the sound of her skull hitting the ground echoed in her ears, all of which were a painful reminder of her suffering.

Hun Qinghao's sudden outburst of anger startled Yao Chen, who quickly went over to ask with concern, "What's wrong, Xiao Qing'er? What did you see? Why are you suddenly so angry?"

Yao Chen's voice pulled Hun Qinghao back from her boundless rage, gradually restoring her reason.

He raised his hand and threw out a small cluster of world-destroying black flames, burning the corpses on the ground to ashes.

"I saw a despicable woman!" Hun Qinghao said through gritted teeth.

The more she trusted Sheng Linglong before, the more she hated him now.

Yao Chen looked completely bewildered: "??"

Before he could ask any more questions, Hun Qinghao ripped off the jade pendant from her neck and sneered, "What kind of sentiment is this? It's clearly a medium to absorb my source power."

(End of this chapter)