My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"Tsk-"

The crimson blood mist crashed violently against the silver-gray light on Li Chen's body.

It was as if ice water had been poured into a pot of boiling oil.

That seemingly thin silver spatial barrier displayed an absolute defensive power that inspired despair.

The blood mist, with its astonishing corrosive power, couldn't even penetrate the surface of the barrier. The moment it made contact, it was instantly shredded into nothingness by the violent spatial laws.

The evil cultivators' pride in their physical attacks has been utterly defeated.

but.

The second attack, the invisible and colorless vengeful spirit spikes that specifically target the soul, strangely pierced through the spatial barrier that was not yet fully formed.

"Buzz!"

A sudden, sharp pain shot through Li Chen's mind.

It felt like a rusty steel needle had been plunged deep into my brain.

Normally, this level of soul-shaking impact would at most make him frown.

But it has to be now!

It just so happened that he had just reshaped his physical body, and his soul and this new spatial body were not yet 100% compatible during the weakest buffer period!

Even more deadly is...

At this moment, he was completely focused on calculating the complex coordinates for long-distance transmission.

This sudden, sharp pain in his soul directly interrupted his meticulously calculated deduction!

"Oh no!"

Li Chen's expression changed drastically, and his heart sank.

Just a brief moment of distraction.

The silver-gray spatial energy surrounding him instantly lost control and went completely berserk.

The originally stable and gentle laws of space became like a wild horse, violent and chaotic.

"Click-click-click—"

A series of chilling sounds, like shattering glass, rang out around Li Chen.

The void beneath his feet.

It was actually torn apart by the violent energy. A pitch-black, deep void rift, radiating a terrifying suction force, opened its maw without warning.

Disordered coordinates, unknown spatial turbulence.

The crack gripped Li Chen's legs tightly, trying to forcibly pull him into the unknown depths of the void.

"You dare to scheme against me?!"

Li Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and his anger instantly pierced the sky.

In the last half second before his body was swallowed by the spatial rift and he was about to lose his balance.

Li Chen endured the excruciating pain in his sea of ​​consciousness and the terrifying dizziness caused by the tearing of space.

He turned around abruptly.

Using the momentum of turning around, he flexed his left hand, fingers pointing like a knife.

Within his palm, the supreme purple-gold lightning, representing destruction and divine punishment, erupted with a deafening roar.

"Go to hell!"

Boom!

A thunderous explosion, like a bolt from the blue, reverberated through the backyard of the Prince of Qin's residence.

The raging purple-gold palm lightning transformed into a dazzling ball of lightning, and with overwhelming force, it slammed solidly into the chest of the evil cultivator who was preparing to retreat and escape.

"ah--!"

The evil cultivator let out an extremely shrill, inhuman scream.

His ribs broke inch by inch, and his chest caved in, creating a horrifying, charred, bloody hole.

He coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying by the palm strike, crashing heavily into the rock wall of a nearby artificial hill.

Meanwhile.

"Buzz—"

A violent spatial tremor ensued.

The pitch-black spatial rift suddenly contracted and then abruptly closed.

yard.

The gale subsided, and the silver light faded.

His Highness the Prince of Qin of the Tang Dynasty, who was just jumping around here a moment ago, has completely disappeared.

All that remained were strips of clothing shredded by the power of space and several large pools of shocking blood.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

……

After an incense stick has burned.

Outside the gate of the Prince of Qin's mansion.

"Hahahaha! Chengqian, hurry up! I want to see what your sixteenth brother is really up to!"

The hearty laughter of Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty echoed from afar along the long street.

After receiving Li Chen's triumphant telepathic message.

Li Shimin, impatient, led Empress Zhangsun, Crown Prince Li Chengqian, Xiao Sizi, and a group of generals including Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin who had been recalled.

They arrived at the Qin King's Mansion in a grand and excited procession.

They eagerly anticipated witnessing the "mind-blowing" surprise that His Highness the King of Qin had described.

but.

The moment Li Shimin looked up at the gate of the Prince of Qin's residence, the smile on his face instantly froze.

The door was half-closed.

The two elite guards of the Prince's Palace who were standing guard at the gate were now slumped helplessly on the white marble steps.

Their eyes were wide open, filled with terror.

Two streams of dark red blood were slowly flowing down from their seven orifices, dripping onto the steps.

"Protect the Emperor!"

Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin's expressions changed drastically. They instantly drew their weapons and tightly protected Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun in the middle.

The door was pushed open completely.

A strong, nauseating stench of blood, mixed with an incredibly cold and malevolent aura, assaulted the senses.

All of them were cultivators who had already reached the Qi Induction stage or even higher, and they were exceptionally sensitive to this sinister aura.

"This aura... it's from an evil cultivator!"

Li Jing gasped, the veins on his hand gripping the knife bulging.

"Quick! Go to the backyard! Chen'er is still inside!"

Empress Zhangsun let out a terrified scream, her face turning pale, and she rushed inside, clutching her skirt.

Little Sizi was so frightened that she clung tightly to Li Chengqian's leg, her big eyes filled with tears.

As if waking from a dream, everyone rushed towards the backyard of the Qin Prince's mansion, covered in sweat.

however.

When they burst through the moon gate in the backyard and saw what was inside...

In an instant, everyone's heart sank into an abyss.

Amidst the ruins of the artificial hill, a charred and grotesque cultivator with a gaping hole in his chest was lying on the ground, frantically vomiting up pieces of his internal organs.

And next to the rocking chair that Li Chen liked to lie on the most.

The ground was covered in glaring blood.

The tattered strips of blue robe fluttered forlornly in the wind like butterflies.

But Li Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Chen'er!"

Li Shimin's eyes instantly turned blood red.

At this moment, the Tang emperor's rationality completely collapsed. He drew the Emperor's sword from his waist and let out a fierce roar like a wounded beast.

"Deal with that demon for me!"

"Save him! I want him executed by slow slicing!"