C42 Yuan Xiaotian

After killing him, Wu Chen kept back his Jarring Gun, shrank his head and submerged it into the grass, then quietly escaped, to intercept and kill the others. This game was getting more and more fun.

Very quickly, two more people died under Wu Chen's Jarring Gun, and after consecutively killing three more people, Wu Chen locked his gaze onto the old fellow, Yuan Xiaotian. This old man had previously injured him so heavily, he definitely would not let him off.

However, he was very clear that this old man was very strong and would not be easy to deal with. If she wanted to kill him, she had to plan carefully, and strive to hit him every time, not giving him any chance to catch her breath.

However, he didn't have any good ideas on how to kill them in one hit, so he didn't dare act rashly. Instead, he chose to wait and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Just then, a disciple walked over and reported to Yuan Xiaotian: "Sect Leader, we couldn't find him."

Yuan Xiaotian shouted in anger, "Rice Bucket, so many people yet we can't find a single person. What a bunch of trash."

The man lowered his head, and did not dare to go against Yuan Xiaotian. Yuan Xiaotian was the Sect Master, he was only a normal disciple, if he dared to go against Yuan Xiaotian, the consequences would be dire.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and find him."

Yuan Xiaotian bellowed, the man's entire body shivered, he was terrified, but he did not dare say anything, and quickly left to search for Wu Chen.

"Little brat, this old man wants to see where else you can hide. Wait until this old man finds you out, I will skin you alive and tear your body into ten thousand pieces."

These words were said to Wu Chen who was hiding, and to himself as well. Little did he know, that not far from him, Wu Chen had already quietly locked onto him.

"What should we do?"

Wu Chen wanted to immediately take action and teach this old fellow a lesson, but the problem was that this old fellow's strength was extremely strong, he was a expert at Spirit Sea Stage, his power was greater than his, if he were to use a traditional method to fight head on, then it would be extremely difficult for him, furthermore when he was injured previously, his strength was affected, and it was not beneficial for him to fight head on.

Since they could not fight him head-on, they could only use their wits. However, how to use their wits to fight him was also a big problem.

However, Wu Chen was a Pill God and had countless of ways to kill others. Very quickly, he thought of a good idea.

"If using force isn't enough, then let's use the Soul Force."

Thinking about that, Wu Chen laughed slyly, and a plan appeared in his mind very quickly.

"What a bunch of trash."

These trash had grown up eating who knows what. After searching for so long, they still haven't found that brat, and yet they didn't come back to report on him. This was really infuriating.

Suddenly, his ears twitched as if he had heard something. He turned around abruptly and looked behind him. The sound of the wind blowing against his face was gone, as well as the rustling of leaves and grass.

"Was it an illusion?"

Yuan Xiaotian shrugged his shoulders, he did not care at all. It should be his imagination, or maybe he was just being too sensitive.

But right at that moment, a voice came out from the left. Yuan Xiaotian turned around in a hurry, only to see a strange light shooting towards him.

"Crap."

Yuan Xiaotian thought that this was not good. He waved his hand, about to attack, but the strange thing was that the beam of light had directly penetrated his palm, and instantly appeared in front of him. It submerged into his body and disappeared without a trace.

"What exactly is this thing?"

Yuan Xiaotian was lucky enough to inspect his own body, going over and over again, but he didn't find anything, nor did he feel any discomfort, so he didn't care. Maybe it was just the light from nature, and it didn't have any special effects on his body.

"Swish."

At this moment, a ray of colorful light rushed over from the other side. This ray of light was the same as the previous beam of light; it was as if it had no substance and charged towards him.

"What exactly is this thing?"

Yuan Xiaotian had a question. This was an abnormal ray of light.

With a loud shout, Yuan Xiaotian struck out with his palm, his palm slamming down, striking heavily onto that rainbow light.

Bang!

The rainbow light immediately exploded into pieces, and then, under his astonished gaze, those shattered specks of light quickly disappeared, as if they had never appeared in the first place.

Watching as the specks of light slowly disappeared, Yuan Xiaotian's face darkened. He didn't know why, but he had a bad premonition, that the colorful lights just now might be a little strange, and not as simple as he had thought, but he didn't know what was going on exactly.

"Soul Imprint Needle."

Suddenly, a shout came from behind him, causing Yuan Xiaotian's body to tremble as he quickly turned around.

"Little bastard, you've finally appeared."

Seeing that it was Wu Chen, Yuan Xiaotian was overjoyed. This brat had been hiding for so long, he finally could not hide anymore.

Wu Chen smiled, and said: "old man, I'll let you experience the power of This God's Soul Imprint Needle."

With that said, Wu Chen raised his hand and waved it, releasing a ray of rainbow light with a speed as fast as lightning.

"So it was your doing."

At first, he did not feel anything as he thought that it was a natural light. However, when he saw the second strange light, he had become alert, and now that he saw the colorful light emitting from Wu Chen's body, he finally understood that everything was caused by this brat who was behind all of this.

"Is this little attack of yours effective against this old man?"

Looking at that streak of colorful light, Yuan Xiaotian revealed a disdainful look. He had tried earlier, those colored lights were very weak, they did not contain a single bit of Spiritual Energy, so even a weak baby would not be able to harm such an attack, let alone him.

"Whether it works or not, you'll know in a while."

Wu Chen smiled faintly. The function of the soul imprint was not to attack the body, but the soul and will. This was a miraculous use of soul force. It was a unique attacking method that a person who cultivated soul force could grasp.

Alchemists, because they had to refine pills, needed a strong Soul Force. If the Soul Force was not strong enough, it was simply impossible to refine high ranked pills, and a person's Soul Force was limited, if they wanted to strengthen it, they would have to cultivate it. Thus, other than the Spiritual Energy, the most important thing for alchemists to cultivate was the Soul Force.

The Soul Force was ethereal. Although it did not have any substantial damage, when used, the damage caused would sometimes be even more severe than the Spiritual Energy.

And this technique, Soul Imprint Needle, was a very common way of using Soul Force. Wu Chen was a Pill God of his generation, so he had naturally cultivated this technique before.