224: I've already sent it away!

"Boom!!!"

The fist and the phantom of the black scythe collided violently!

The expected sound of clashing metal did not ring out. Ye Chen's fist, condensed with the overbearing power of the Layered Wave Strength, pierced through the several scythe shadows conjured by the Soul Ferrying Emissary like a red-hot iron rod thrusting into snow, shattering them completely!

The force of the punch did not diminish, slamming fiercely into the chest of the solid physical form hidden within the sea of afterimages!

"Pfft—!"

The Soul Ferrying Emissary was struck as if by lightning. His body under the black robe arched violently, and a mouthful of blood mixed with black energy sprayed out wildly.

The next second, he was blasted from the stair landing like a kite with a broken string.

Then, tracing a parabolic arc, he crashed heavily onto the yellow pear wood coffee table in the center of the first-floor lobby!

"Boom!!!"

The solid wood coffee table shattered instantly, with wood splinters and porcelain shards flying everywhere!

The Soul Ferrying Emissary lay paralyzed amidst the wreckage, struggling to crawl up. Where his black robe was torn, pale skin and eerie black markings were exposed, and his aura was in utter chaos.

Ye Chen's figure flickered, and he landed gracefully from the stairs, standing steadily not far in front of the Soul Ferrying Emissary.

He looked down at the other party with a calm gaze.

"It seems..."

"You don't have the ability to take it away."

"You... cough cough..." The Soul Ferrying Emissary clutched his severely injured chest, his eyes filled with incomprehensible shock.

"Kid! How could you possibly be stronger than me?!"

"Even if you obtained a massive opportunity and luckily stepped into the Heaven Realm, your power still requires time to be polished and tempered!"

"How long have you been rising? How could you possibly wield the power of the Heaven Realm with such mastery?!"

He could not accept it!

He had painstakingly cultivated evil arts for decades, devouring countless living souls and essence blood, only to barely touch the threshold of the Heaven Realm!

Yet Ye Chen's fist was rigid, pure, and refined to the extreme, as if it had been tempered a thousand times, without any of the flimsiness of a newcomer!

Ye Chen shook his head gently and walked forward step by step.

"There is nothing impossible."

"The result appearing before your eyes is what is possible."

Feeling the increasingly close and heart-palpitating pressure radiating from Ye Chen, the ferocity on the Soul Ferrying Emissary's face was finally replaced by fear.

He instantly determined that he was absolutely no match for this kid!

Run!

He must run away immediately!

He had to bring the truth about Ye Chen back to the Soul Hall!

"Hmph! The Soul Hall will remember this grudge!"

The Soul Ferrying Emissary shouted sharply, forcefully gathering his remaining true energy. Black mist exploded around him, and his figure shot towards the floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the villa like a ghost, intending to break through the window and escape!

"Want to leave?" Ye Chen's eyes turned cold. "Did I agree?"

He raised his right foot and then stomped down fiercely!

"Bang!"

The marble floor tile beneath his foot cracked upon impact, and fragments splashed up.

Ye Chen casually flicked his toe, and a fist-sized, sharp-edged stone was launched as if shot from a powerful crossbow. It let out a piercing shriek, arriving first despite being launched later, and pierced precisely through the Soul Ferrying Emissary's lower back!

"Pfft!"

The stone passed through his body, leaving a blood hole that went straight through, the location was none other than... his energy center!

"Urgh ah!!!"

The Soul Ferrying Emissary let out a shrill, miserable howl. His forward momentum stopped abruptly, and like a large bird struck by an arrow, he plummeted to the ground, rolling a few times before stopping.

He looked down in horror at the hole in his waist and abdomen that was gurgling with blood, his face turning pale.

"My power!"

"My cultivation!"

"You... actually destroyed my energy center?!"

The power he had painstakingly cultivated for decades, accumulated through countless evil methods, was like a breached flood, flowing out crazily from his pierced energy center. That sense of emptiness and despair was harder for him to bear than death!

Ye Chen walked to his side and looked down at him from above.

"So what if I destroyed it?"

"When you Soul Hall members refine puppets from living people, eat human flesh, and seize souls to devour blood, have you ever considered the despair of others?"

The Soul Ferrying Emissary lay paralyzed in a pool of blood, feeling his cultivation rapidly fading away, and boundless fear finally crushed him completely.

He suddenly raised his head and screamed hoarsely.

"Ye Chen! You bastard who deserves to go to the Nine Nether Purgatory!"

"Even as a ghost, I won't let you go! The Soul Hall... will definitely extract your soul and refine your spirit, so you will never be reincarnated!!!"

Facing this hysterical curse, there wasn't even a ripple on Ye Chen's face.

He raised his right foot casually, and then, brought it down...

The sole of his shoe landed firmly on the Soul Ferrying Emissary's twisted face. The astonishing force caused the back of the Soul Ferrying Emissary's head to strike the floor debris heavily, emitting a dull sound, and also ground all his subsequent curses back into his throat.

"Giving you one chance."

Ye Chen applied a little force to the sole of his foot, grinding the bones of the other party's cheek.

"Tell me, besides you, how many more people from the Soul Hall have infiltrated the Dragon Kingdom this time? Where are the strongholds? And what is the purpose?"

The pain of his facial bones being crushed made the Soul Ferrying Emissary almost faint.

However.

He still gritted his teeth and growled.

"I... I won't tell you! Long live the Soul Hall..."

"Oh."

Ye Chen nodded.

The next second.

The force of his right foot stepping on the other party's face suddenly increased!

"Creak... creak..."

The teeth-aching sound of bones rubbing together rang out in the silent lobby.

The Soul Ferrying Emissary felt that his head was like a watermelon, ready to explode at any moment...

"Ah—!!!"

A howl, far more shrill than when his energy center was destroyed, erupted from under Ye Chen's foot!

Having lost his true energy protection, his body became as fragile as an ordinary old man, and his ability to withstand pain plummeted. This sensation of his skull being crushed brought not only excruciating pain but also fear that seeped deep into his bone marrow!

"Now..."

Ye Chen leaned down slightly, "Will you talk?"

"Speak! I'll speak! I'll speak!"

The Soul Ferrying Emissary's mental defenses collapsed completely at this moment. He was covered in tears and snot, screaming incoherently, his hands trying futilely to push Ye Chen's leg, but they were weak and powerless.

Ye Chen ignored his actions and continued speaking on his own.

"Don't talk nonsense, speak quickly."

"Only when you finish speaking can you suffer a little less."

Upon hearing this, the Soul Ferrying Emissary howled in fear and spilled the information all at once.

"This time, including me, there are a total of three Soul Emissaries!"

"We acted separately!"

"My mission was to investigate the truth about the destruction of the Hong Kong City stronghold!"

"The other two are preparing to participate in an auction in Yanjing using the identities of wealthy Nanyang merchants."

"There is a treasure there!"

Ye Chen immediately became interested and looked surprised: "Oh? A treasure? What kind of treasure?"

The Soul Ferrying Emissary answered fearfully: "I don't know. Tasks issued by the Soul Hall are all about performing one's own duties, without interfering with each other!"

"Really?" Ye Chen frowned.

The Soul Ferrying Emissary nodded in a breakdown: "Really! I have already told you everything I know! Whether you believe it or not, I only beg you to give me a quick death!"

That's right!

He was begging for death!

Continuing to live had no meaning anymore.

The Soul Hall would avenge him, but they would also dispose of him along the way. And dying at the hands of Soul Hall people would only be more painful...

Ye Chen didn't say a word and simply applied force with his foot. The Soul Ferrying Emissary's head deformed instantly, and he stopped breathing.

After confirming he was dead.

Ye Chen turned and walked towards the second floor.

The door to Bai Wanqing's room was ajar, and he pushed it open gently.

He saw Bai Wanqing lying on the desk as if she were asleep, the laptop in front of her was still on, and an unclosed financial report was on the screen.

Ye Chen walked to her side and placed his hand on her wrist.

Her pulse showed no abnormalities other than a slight stagnation of qi and blood, and only then did he completely set his heart at ease.

Fortunately, that Soul Ferrying Emissary didn't kill anyone; otherwise, Ye Chen really wouldn't be able to explain it to Bai Shanshan.

He channeled a wisp of energy to travel along Bai Wanqing's meridians, helping her dispel the residual effects of the anesthetic in her body.

In just a moment, Bai Wanqing's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were a bit dazed at first, and she subconsciously rubbed her temples, then saw Ye Chen standing beside her.

"Ye Chen?"

"How... did I fall asleep?"

"Is it over on your side? Is Chu Niubi... still alive?"

She clearly still remembered the pig-slaughtering screams from the courtyard earlier.

Ye Chen nodded: "He is still alive, and the effect is quite good, but just now, there was a little accident."

"Accident?" Bai Wanqing's expression tightened.

"Yes, someone snuck in and used anesthetic incense on you, which is why you fell asleep." Ye Chen said concisely, "But it has been resolved, and the person is dead."

Bai Wanqing's face changed slightly: "What kind of person? A fish that slipped through the net from the Wang family? Or... Black Prison?"

"Neither." Ye Chen shook his head, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "It is the Soul Hall."

"The Soul Hall?"

Bai Wanqing narrowed her beautiful eyes, "The one in Hong Kong City?"

Before, when her younger sister returned to Xiamen City, she had told her about the Soul Hall selling human meat beef sauce.

Therefore.

Upon hearing this name, she was not unfamiliar with it.

"Yes, they came for revenge." Ye Chen's tone carried a faint mockery, "But they have already been sent away by me."

Bai Wanqing was intelligent and immediately sensed the danger from these short words.

To be able to sneak into the heavily guarded Chu family residence silently and drug her, the strength of the intruder was definitely not to be underestimated.

She looked deeply at Ye Chen, did not ask for details, and only said: "It's good that you are fine. Is there anything you need me to do here?"

"Not for now."

Ye Chen waved his hand, suddenly remembering the words of the Soul Ferrying Emissary before he died, and asked, "By the way, Wanqing, you are quite familiar with the circles here in Yanjing. Is there any important auction being held in Yanjing recently?"