Soul Trigger

Chapter 432 Attack
On a private jet.

"There are rain clouds ahead, moderate spiritual risk. Please repeat the emergency check to ensure smooth driving. Over."

"Received, control tower. Emergency inspection completed. The spiritual circuit is normal. All components are functioning well. It is passing through the cloud and rain... By the way, is there a commotion in the nearby tomb again? Over."

"The cloud and rain layer near Qinzhou city was indeed caused by the vibration of the great tomb. The local Soul Bureau is handling it. Please feel free to pass. Over."

"Thank you for your guidance, over."

As the call with the tower came to an end, the two pilots leaned gently towards the soft back seat:
"Is this the first time we've been asked to do something like this? Transporting corpses... When did we become a 'six-burial' service?"

"Say less."

The pilot fiddled with the dazzling instrument panel:

"Whether it's the one standing in the back or the one sleeping, they are both important people."

The co-pilot said:

"I know, he's the illegitimate son of a certain Ling Wang. These royal family affairs are really ups and downs."

"We just need to monitor closely and do our job well..."

As he was speaking, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded on the dashboard, and a red light suddenly flashed on a detector. The captain's expression suddenly changed:

"Tower! We have detected a dramatic change in the fluctuations in the tomb. We are within the affected area! Requesting guidance!"

The tower responded quickly:
"Received... confirmed... your current coordinates, please follow... Ranranran and then... confirm..."

The co-pilot looked panicked:
"Communications blocked? This is no longer an ordinary fluctuation in the tomb..."

"Hold on tight!!!"

The captain twisted the fuselage suddenly, and in the clouds and rain at high altitude, a large amount of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye burst out.

The invisible waves suddenly blew the high-speed flying fuselage to the side.

For a moment, the cabin was in a frenzy, and the communication from the rear passengers echoed throughout the cockpit:
"What's going on? There are violent fluctuations of abnormal spiritual essence in my perception. Is there something wrong with the tomb in Qinzhou City?"

"Mr. Sun, there is a problem with our communication with the tower. The fluctuations in the tomb are intensifying. It may be a bit bumpy next. Please be prepared for the impact!"

Hearing the news from the cockpit, Sun Zhipeng frowned, his eyes swept across the huge coffin at the end of the cabin, which was fixed layer by layer and wrapped in a dragon head outer coffin, and fell on the two subordinates:
"Keep an eye on the coffin. I'll go check out the situation. The tomb is in turmoil. It's serious."

After he finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, his head suddenly raised to the sky, his eyes flashed with white light, and thick white mist emerged.

The white mist emitted a faint glow and quickly formed a silver body covered with scales in the air.

The body had flag-shaped wings on its back, and a body covered in glittering silver scales. Its shoulders and head were decorated with intricate dragon patterns. It instantly penetrated the fuselage and flew high into the sky, quickly flying towards the core of the tomb's fluctuations.

[Dragon Soul Out of Body]

The two subordinates looked at each other, one walked to the body left by Sun Zhipeng, and the other walked to the coffin. They pulled out weapons from the air behind their waists and notified the escort team in the cabin at the rear to stay alert.

The spiritual essence flickered, and the invisible force quickly turned into two swords in their hands.

Several minutes passed quickly.

At this time, the turbulence from the tomb became more and more obvious. Even the two of them could sense the obvious abnormal spiritual essence, and their faces changed:
"Captain, haven't you left Qinzhou City yet?"

But before the captain could reply, the two men quickly felt a stabbing pain and their faces suddenly changed.

He was instantly covered in grey dragon scale armor and flew towards the coffin behind him.

In an instant, the wings on both sides exploded, and countless ghost heads howled around the entire fuselage.

Then a blue-gray sword light directly cut off the back of the plane. A thick layer of spiritual circuit barrier could not even resist for a moment and shattered!
Instantly, the strong wind poured directly into the entire cabin, and the rear part of the cabin immediately broke away, carrying Ji Li's coffin and falling rapidly downwards.

White spiritual circuits appeared on the surface of the plane and flashed wildly, forcibly sucking the detached tail back and fixing it at the broken point, trying to continue flying.

But a large piece of blue-black sword light swooped down and cut the entire belly of the machine into several pieces, and the spiritual circuit was completely destroyed.

Amid the pilot's screams, the entire plane broke into pieces and fell into the jungle below like a meteor shower, with flames rising into the sky!
The captain fell to the ground and coughed heavily, the spiritual essence in his body gradually fading away.

He tried to get up from the ground, but found that his leg was broken. He turned his head in the thick smoke to look at the extremely deformed interior of the cabin:
"Hey, are you okay..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

In the firelight, there was a huge gash on the co-pilot's neck, and blood was constantly spurting out.

He immediately burst out all the spiritual energy in his body and tried to dodge from where he was.

But a gray figure was faster, and his horizontal sword collided with an eight-sided Han sword, and the scattered spiritual essence collapsed like a wandering resentful soul:

"The local Soul Bureau is on its way here, heading southwest!"

That was one of Sun Zhipeng's subordinates, wrestling with a long-haired man in black.

The captain stood up without a second thought and rushed southwest, but a ghost head spewing black smoke chased after him at high speed and bit half of his body directly -

"This is a plane that belongs to the descendants of a prince, do you want to die?!"

The swordsman remained silent, twisted his wrist, flashed his body, and pierced his subordinate's body with the sharp blade.

The subordinate's expression suddenly changed: "The possessed one..."

The next moment, with a slight twist from the opponent, his body was completely crushed.

Another subordinate was also picked up by a burly man, whose wrist turned into a dragon beast's mouth, swallowing him whole.

The remaining escort soldiers on the plane were also quickly killed by a flickering shadow, and died miserably. The shadow turned into a hooded hunchback.

The few people looked at each other, and the hunchback turned into shadow again, destroying the corpse into pieces.

The other two rushed towards the wreckage of the plane.

The swordsman swept up the debris from the wreckage with a sword, and fragments of debris flew out like a waterfall. He intended to pick up Sun Zhipeng's body among them, but instead there was a loud noise of metal clashing.

He immediately drew intricate patterns in the air with the Han sword and slashed at the opponent's body.

The latter suddenly opened his eyes filled with white light and roared silently, but was still suppressed -

"The situation has changed. I can only suppress it for three minutes."

The big man said nothing, and in a burst of spiritual light, he overturned the dragon coffin, revealing the piano black coffin inside.

Two men in black appeared beside the coffin, holding the boy who looked similar to Ji Li.

At the moment the coffin was opened, a purple light fell from the sky and headed straight for the boy.

The big man immediately dodged and blocked behind him, raised his arm and blasted the purple light away, it turned out to be a huge javelin -

"Attention, suspects ahead! This is the Qinzhou City Soul Bureau! Your actions constitute major crimes and terrorism suspicions! Stop your illegal activities immediately!"

Three blue figures came moving from afar. The girl with a ponytail in the lead was roaring loudly, and blue armor was being pieced together on her body.

The big man's expression changed:
"Mission failed, prepare to retreat..."

But the ghost head transformed from the black mist had already sped away, knocking a figure away on the spot:
"Scout Dragon Mark, or Empty Mark, this is a trainee. Two and a half minutes left, kill him quickly."

Hearing the words of the hunchbacked figure, the big man was stunned for a moment, then a flash of shame and anger appeared in his eyes, and he immediately rushed out with a roar.

His body instantly transformed into that of a pitch-black bull-headed sharp-toothed beast, which crushed the ground into deep grooves and rolled away like a chariot.

The girl did not retreat but rushed forward, but in an instant she turned sideways and spun in the air, and the armor on her body was finally pieced together, turning into a blue dragon scale armor.

The moment he landed, the big man transformed into a minotaur and crashed into the woods, creating a terrifying black waterfall, but buried another Soul Bureau police officer in it.

Noticing this, she hesitated for a moment, but her companion's voice came at her:

"LEAVE ME ALONE!!! COFCH!!!"

I could see that the coffin in front had been rolled up by the hunchback with black light and was about to be taken away, and a dragon relief could be vaguely seen on the outer shell of the coffin that exploded next to it.

This made her expression change suddenly, and she shot out directly:

"You guys are really asking for your lives! You dare to even touch the royal family's coffin?!"

As she spoke, she continuously pulled out green spears from the air behind her, and her posture changed like dancing as she ran and jumped.

Green spears shot towards the hunchback like lasers, but were constantly bounced away by countless ghost heads made of flashing black mist, causing the hunchback to laugh sinisterly.

But the girl suddenly leaped up, turned into a green light that fell from the sky and exploded in front of the hunchback. The green spears scattered in all directions formed a kind of formation at this moment and connected in an instant.

This made the hunchback's expression change, and his body was immediately locked in place by the interlaced formation diagram -

"You dare your Yin Demon Body to fight against my Dragon Soul?!"

The girl actually kicked the stiff-bodied hunchback away, snatched the heavy coffin back, and nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.

But at this moment, she felt a sharp pain in her senses. She turned around suddenly and saw an eight-sided Han sword coming towards her.

There is still one? !

That was the swordsman who temporarily released Sun Zhipeng's body.

Her pupils suddenly shrank, and she suddenly let go of the coffin. The green spiritual essence in her hand surged, and javelins unfolded in the air at an extremely fast speed like petals, fused together, and spiraled towards the eight-sided Han sword.

But the green light disintegrated bit by bit at an extremely fast speed in the face of the green-black spiritual essence, and with the sound of flesh being pierced, it suddenly pierced through her body.

puff! ! !
"Li Jiangyao!!!!"

The companion who was lifted up by the big man screamed the girl's name, and the sword-bearer stirred in his hand -

"Ok?"

He paused slightly, because the Soul Bureau guard named Li Jiangyao was still standing in front of him, staring blankly at his chest with broken armor.

A white hand with distinct joints appeared in front of the armor at some point, and his Han sword penetrated it, shattering Li Jiangyao's breastplate, but was stuck inside.

Looking down, I saw that it was sticking out from the coffin.

(End of this chapter)