C43 Soul Imprint Needle

"Hahaha, with just this little bit of attack, you dare to attack me? You are truly hilarious."

Yuan Xiaotian laughed out loud. He was disdainful of Wu Chen's so-called Soul Imprint Needle, those that did not contain even the slightest bit of Spiritual Energy's attack.

Wu Chen smiled, now that the fish had already been caught, let's see how he will deal with this old man.

"Brat, I no longer have the patience to continue pestering you. Go and die."

Yuan Xiaotian raised his hand and released a palm. A powerful palm power rushed down furiously and the Spiritual Energy stirred. It surged violently and fiercely smashed forward, wanting to shatter Wu Chen's entire body.

"A good chance."

Wu Chen's figure burst forward, with a thought, a ray of Soul Force shot out, straight towards Yuan Xiaotian's head, his speed was as fast as lightning.

Yuan Xiaotian's expression changed, he did not know why, but from that ray of rainbow light, he smelled a terrifying killing intent. However, there was no reason, because from the opponent's attack, he did not smell even the slightest bit of the Spiritual Energy's fluctuation.

However, no matter what kind of attack it was, to him, it was all useless, because he was a expert at Spirit Sea Stage, and his strength far exceeded that of the boy. No matter how crafty the kid was, no matter what methods he used, they were all useless in the face of absolute strength.

He gathered all of his strength and struck out with his palm, fiercely rushing towards Wu Chen's chest. He firmly believed that as long as this palm strike hit, even if Wu Chen was the reincarnation of a Great Firmament Deity, he would definitely die.

"Kid, go and die."

Yuan Xiaotian laughed, his powerful palm strike struck out ruthlessly, striking right at Wu Chen's chest.

"Imperishable Gilded Body Technique."

Wu Chen bellowed, resolutely activating the Imperishable Gilded Body Technique, only to see a layer of golden light appearing, forming a layer of golden light on the surface of his body. This layer of golden light was condensed from the Imperishable Gilded Body Technique, it had a strong defensive power, and was able to withstand extremely strong attacks.

When using the Soul Imprint Needle, one had to focus on the Sea Of Consciousness, and could not be distracted. This meant that Wu Chen had to put himself under Yuan Xiaotian's attack, and take his attack head on.

This was an extremely dangerous gamble. In the past, Wu Chen basically did not dare to do something like this, because he was already injured, and his body could not be compared to its peak condition. Under these circumstances, it was basically impossible for him to withstand Yuan Xiaotian's attack.

However, Wu Chen's Imperishable Gilded Body Technique had already broken through to the first realm, and the golden light layer condensed from the Imperishable Gilded Body Technique had an extremely strong defensive power, so it might be able to withstand Yuan Xiaotian's attack.

It was because of this layer that Wu Chen dared to make this bet. He wanted to see if the Imperishable Gilded Body Technique could withstand Yuan Xiaotian's full power attack.

"Die for me, hahaha."

Yuan Xiaotian laughed out loud, as if he could already see Wu Chen falling under his palm.

"Bam."

Yuan Xiaotian's palm force finally landed on Wu Chen's chest, the powerful force, exploded out in an instant, and poured into his body.

"Ah!"

Wu Chen screamed out in pain and was immediately sent flying. Yuan Xiaotian's palm strike was extremely tyrannical and extremely ferocious, even if it was made of metal or stone, it would still shatter and shatter, let alone his flesh and blood.

"You overestimate yourself."

Looking at Wu Chen's body that was flying backwards and vomiting blood, Yuan Xiaotian laughed coldly, a mere cultivator with only the Fourth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage dared to offend their Heavenly Eagle Gang and challenged him, Yuan Xiaotian, he was simply courting death.

However, at the same time, a streak of colorful light swiftly rushed down and instantly submerged into his Sea Of Consciousness, disappearing without a trace.

"It's a success."

Watching the Soul Imprint Needle disappear into Yuan Xiaotian's Sea Of Consciousness quietly, Wu Chen smiled in his heart. His painstakingly plotting plan had already been accomplished.

The Soul Imprint Needle s were extremely weak, and any cultivator could resolve them. They did not need to expend much energy to destroy the two Soul Imprint Needle that Wu Chen had shot at him earlier with ease, as they were not able to affect him in any way.

However, there was an exception, and that was the Sea Of Consciousness. This was the place where the Soul Force was born, the place where the Soul Force was nurtured.

"Brat, your life is really big. You actually managed to withstand my full strength palm without dying."

Looking at the heavily injured Wu Chen who was vomiting blood on the ground, Yuan Xiaotian revealed a cold smile. It had to be said that this fellow's life was extremely hard, and the power behind his previous palm strike was extremely tyrannical. Even if it was expert at the Ninth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage s, they might not be able to withstand it, but this brat could survive.

"However, you should be unable to move right now. I will cripple you right now, break both your hands and feet, and bring you back to soak in the jar. This way, you will be unable to live, unable to die."

It was a heinous crime for him to kill his son. Simply killing him would be letting him off too easily. He wanted him to experience all the torture in the world. He wished he could neither live nor die.

However, before Yuan Xiaotian could even take a step, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if something was biting and devouring him.

"Ah!"

Yuan Xiaotian held his head and let out a miserable scream. The terrifying sound was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, it was extremely creepy.

Wu Chen laughed coldly, once a Soul Imprint Needle enters a Sea Of Consciousness, the pain produced would far surpass the pain of their body. It was equivalent to torturing their mind, and the pain of the mind would often be many times stronger than the pain of the body.

"old man, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you so unbridled now?"

This old man, was just so arrogant and did not place him in her eyes at all, so she should be punishing him this way.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, what happened to you?"

At this moment, the remaining people walked over. When they heard the mournful screams, they immediately rushed over. They were surprised to discover that their Sect Master had somehow turned into such a state.

"Kid, what did you do to our Sect Leader?"

Sect Master was a wise man, he would definitely not go berserk so easily. Without even thinking, it was obvious that this had something to do with Wu Chen.

"Hehe, since you all respect your sect master so much, why not just die in his hands?"

Wu Chen laughed coldly, his smile was extremely mysterious, as if a ghost had crawled out from hell, it was extremely terrifying.

"What did you say? It can't be. Sect Master definitely won't do anything to us."

As the sound of his voice faded, a palm attack flew towards him and that disciple screamed miserably as he was directly killed with a single palm strike. He was sent flying several meters away and died with grievances in his eyes, unable to understand why their esteemed Sect Master would suddenly attack him.

The remaining two felt chills run down their spines as they involuntarily retreated, distancing themselves from Yuan Xiaotian. They were extremely afraid.