assistirfilmes Chapter 47 - The Soul-Searching Technique
Chapter 47 - The Soul-Searching Technique
Chapter 47: The Soul-Searching Technique
“However,” Shangguan Ce declared with a cold sneer, “this concerns the Xuanhuo Jian (玄火鉴, Mirror of Mystic Fire). I cannot afford to be careless. Better to kill the wrong person than let the true culprit go. You bear the aura of Li Xun—I have no choice.”
Without waiting for a reply, his right hand formed into a claw, and he reached out into the air. A spectral force surged forward, gripping the Iron Pillar Temple’s abbot by the crown of the head (tianling gai (天灵盖).
[Tianling Gai (天灵盖): Refers to the crown or top of the head, often believed to be a spiritual energy focal point in Chinese mysticism.]
“No! No!” the abbot screamed in horror.
He could never have imagined such calamity would befall him on a quiet return journey to the temple. But this was the reality of the cultivation world: strength dictated fate, and the weak were no more than playthings for the strong.
“This is your destiny. Resign yourself to it,” Shangguan Ce said impassively, his tone devoid of compassion.
With that, he activated the Soul-Searching Technique.
AAAAHHHHHHH!
Hovering above the Iron Pillar Temple, Shangguan Ce unleashed his Nascent Soul Divine Sense (元婴神识). Invisible yet omnipotent, it swept across the temple grounds like a tidal wave, penetrating every corner.
[Nascent Soul Divine Sense (元婴神识): A powerful perception ability of Nascent Soul cultivators, enabling them to detect and target souls with precision.]
“Anyone connected to this matter must die,” Shangguan Ce declared.
A pulse of divine energy rippled through the air.
The disciples of the temple were caught mid-action—some transcribing scriptures, others tending to the grounds. One by one, their bodies crumpled to the ground as though falling into slumber. Yet they bore no visible injuries, only the chilling truth: their souls had been obliterated.
Such was the might of a Nascent Soul cultivator. With but a thought, Shangguan Ce could annihilate hundreds, bypassing flesh to extinguish the very essence of life.
“Xiao Yu, prepare yourself. I am coming for you,” Shangguan Ce said.
With that, his figure blurred into a streak of light, surging eastward in pursuit of his prey. His flight was swift—ten times faster than any Golden Core cultivator could manage. It would not take long to catch Xiao Yu.
Shangguan Ce vowed, when I find him, I will personally obliterate him and reclaim the Mirror of Mystic Fire.