bayedsolid Chapter 306 Death was too cheap for him
Chapter 306 Death was too cheap for him
"Generals, you've all had a long journey. I hope I'm not late?"
Huo Qubing smiled slightly and said.
"No, it's just right!"
Meng Tian also said with a smile.
At this moment, the people of the Great Wei Dynasty also arrived here.
"Many thanks to this general for his assistance; our Great Wei Dynasty is deeply grateful..."
The people of the Great Wei Dynasty bowed respectfully to Huo Qubing.
They were all extremely reserved, after all, there was a Tribulation Transcending Realm expert in front of them!
A living Tribulation Transcending Realm expert.
"No need for formalities, I am merely following orders!"
Huo Qubing waved his hand and said.
"General, shall we launch an attack on the three great imperial dynasties next?"
The people of the Great Wei Dynasty spoke cautiously.
Huo Qubing glanced at the Great Wei Dynasty army below. Now that there were no external threats, they had relaxed.
They were sitting on the ground in twos and threes, resting or chatting and laughing, enjoying the rare tranquility.
Huo Qubing shook his head slightly and said, "No rush. The three great dynasties are already on their last legs and no longer pose any threat. We can deal with them anytime..."
"I will report what has happened here to my Emperor of Great Qin. What happens next is up to His Majesty..."
The people of the Great Wei Dynasty naturally had no objections, nor dared they have any.
Afterwards, Huo Qubing personally returned to the Qin Dynasty.
Daqin, Xianyang.
After Huo Qubing returned, he went directly to see Ying Chen.
"Your Majesty, this is how it is. This is the soul of a Spirit Race member in the Tribulation Transcending stage..."
After Huo Qubing finished recounting the events to Ying Chen, he took out the soul lamp containing the spirit of Lingwu.
As soon as the soul lamp was taken out, a series of screams rang out in the hall.
It sounds incredibly creepy.
Ying Chen's face showed interest when he saw this.
"Release it..."
Ying Chen gave instructions to Huo Qubing.
"Here you go!"
Huo Qubing said respectfully, and then released Lingwu's divine soul.
After Lingwu's soul emerged, his face was contorted with pain, and he continued to scream in agony.
It seems that it has not yet realized that it has now separated from the Soul Lamp.
"Shut up! How dare you make a sound in front of the Emperor!"
Huo Qubing slapped Lingwu across the face.
Lingwu's screams suddenly stopped.
Then, a glint appeared in his eyes.
He looked around in confusion.
Upon seeing Huo Qubing, a look of terror immediately appeared on his face.
He couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Then he saw Ying Chen and was slightly taken aback.
Looking at the surrounding decorations, he seemed to realize his current situation.
The young man before me must be the so-called Emperor of Qin.
"How dare you! Why do you not bow before the Emperor?"
Huo Qubing was furious when he saw Lingwu looking around and staring at Ying Chen so brazenly. He slapped Lingwu across the face again.
Lingwu was slapped twice by Huo Qubing, and his soul began to show signs of dissipation.
"Bowing to him? You actually expect me to bow to an ant?"
Upon hearing Huo Qubing's words, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he said in astonishment.
Who is he? He is the Imperial Preceptor of the Earth Spirit Dynasty, a Tribulation Transcending Realm expert, and now he is being asked to bow to a mere human ant.
Doesn't he want to lose face?
"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Or do you want to be locked in the Soul Lamp again...?"
"Go back," he said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing Huo Qubing's words, Lingwu's expression changed several times. Thinking of the terror within the Soul Lamp, he couldn't help but shudder.
In the end, fear overcame his pride, and he respectfully bowed to Ying Chen, saying, "National Preceptor of the Earth Spirit Dynasty, Lingwu greets His Majesty the Emperor of Great Qin!"
"Get up!"
Ying Chen said calmly.
He looked at the spirit and spirit soul before him, a hint of disappointment on his face.
He had imagined what the Spirit Race looked like, but they didn't look any different from the Human Race!
"Your Majesty, the Spirit Race is actually the human race, but they are traitors to humanity. Their bodies have been altered by some unknown means, but their souls remain those of the human race..."
Huo Qubing noticed Ying Chen's confusion and quickly explained.
Hearing Huo Qubing's words, Ying Chen was slightly surprised, as this was something he hadn't expected.
Unexpectedly, the Spirit Race, one of the most powerful races among all races, is actually a branch of the Human Race.
I hadn't received any message before.
Such news did not circulate in the Xuan Tian Realm.
This is actually normal, after all, the Spirit Race became the Spirit Race hundreds of thousands of years ago.
So much time has passed that, apart from the old monsters among the myriad races, probably no one knows that the Spirit Race was once the human race.
Furthermore, due to the deliberate control by the Spirit Race, the idea that the Spirit Race was a human race gradually faded from people's consciousness, and it is even less likely that it will have spread to today, hundreds of thousands of years later.
Ying Chen's expression was rather unpleasant; he hated traitors more than anything in his life.
"General Huo, keep him locked in the Soul Lamp! Death is too cheap for him..."
Ying Chen gave instructions to Huo Qubing.
"Here!"
Huo Qubing took out the Soul Lamp, preparing to put the Spirit Weapon back into it.
However, Lingwu panicked upon hearing this. He would rather die than be locked in the Soul Lamp again.
That place is like hell.
He suddenly sprang up and charged towards Ying Chen, intending to take Ying Chen hostage.
"Emperor!"
Huo Qubing's expression changed, and he was about to make a move.
Chant
A loud dragon roar rang out, and Lingwu, who was charging forward, seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.
Huo Qubing's hand, which was only halfway out, stopped in mid-air, as he watched this scene with surprise and uncertainty.
Ying Chen was not surprised at all; a smile appeared on his face.
He knew who had just attacked, and said to a point in the void, "Little Jin, you're back without even saying a word..."
As his words fell, a figure emerged from the void.
It was a boy who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a golden robe with dragon patterns on it.
Little Jin is truly the guardian beast of the Qin Dynasty.
"elder brother!"
Little Jin trotted over to Ying Chen's side, a big smile on her face, and poked her little head out.
Ying Chen immediately understood and reached out to touch it.
"You're so old, yet you still like having your head patted!"
Ying Chen said with a smile.
When Xiao Jin was little, Ying Chen often touched Xiao Jin's head, which became a habit for Xiao Jin.