310: Chapter 310 The Soul Envoys Gather!

Night Passion Bar.

Third floor, VIP private room.

White Charm hung up the phone and tossed it onto the sofa.

Today, she had changed into a dark gray knitted long dress, her long hair draped casually over her shoulder, appearing three parts less sharp and five parts more lazy.

But in those narrow eyes, there was still an unbreakable coldness.

Lin Biao huddled at the other end of the sofa, clutching a glass of untouched whiskey in his hand; the ice cubes were nearly melted.

His gaze swept over White Charm's face seven or eight times, his throat bobbing, until he finally couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Charm..."

"Scorpion and the others will be here in a moment."

"That's a full twelve Heaven Realms..."

"Twelve!"

"Can we really do this?"

White Charm finally lifted her eyelids and gave him a cold glance. "Do more and ask less. If the Master says we can, we can."

Lin Biao opened his mouth, but the words he was about to say were all choked back down his throat.

He was desperate.

Truly desperate.

Thinking back, he and White Charm were both in the Soul Hall, both among the Twenty Great Soul Ferrying Emissaries under the Hall Master!

Although he, Lin Biao, wasn't the most outstanding one, he was still a Soul Emissary with status. When he went out on business, who wouldn't respectfully call him "Brother Biao"?

And the result?

Because they encountered that god of slaughter, everything was ruined!

Of the twenty Soul Emissarys, only fourteen remained.

And the two of them had already defected; now their life souls were held in Ye Chen's hands!

Recalling how he had been miserably screwed over by White Charm!

Recalling Ye Chen's crazy plan!

He felt a wave of frustration.

He actually wanted to wipe out all the Soul Hall's Soul Emissarys in one go!

Those were twelve Heaven Realms!

Not twelve heads of cabbage!

Lin Biao irritably picked up his glass and downed the entire cup of cold whiskey in one gulp.

As if reading his mind, White Charm spoke indifferently.

"Lin Biao."

Lin Biao's spine stiffened.

"You are now the Master's slave."

"So don't think about anything else."

White Charm paused. There was no fluctuation in her voice, yet it caused the temperature in the room to drop several degrees.

"Otherwise, you will only die faster."

"I promise..."

White Charm's right hand rested casually on her knee, her fingertips lightly tapping her skirt. "I will kill you with my own hands, just like I killed those other Soul Emissarys."

Lin Biao's fingers tightened around the empty glass, a look of fear appearing on his face.

He knew White Charm wasn't joking.

This woman never joked.

Otherwise... she wouldn't have killed the other four Soul Emissarys in this very room!

He hesitated for a moment but still asked.

"I... I know, I just don't understand."

"The Master is strong, but those are twelve Heaven Realms!"

"Facing them head-on, how could he possibly..."

He didn't finish.

Because the way White Charm looked at him was like looking at an irredeemable fool.

"Ignorant."

"Do you know why I submitted?"

Lin Biao froze.

He had indeed never seriously thought about this question.

He had just passively accepted everything.

Accepted being crushed by Ye Chen, accepted White Charm's sudden betrayal, accepted his life soul being held in someone else's palm.

He even vaguely felt that White Charm was just like him, a poor soul forcibly subdued by Ye Chen through some means.

But now... White Charm's gaze told him otherwise.

He shook his head.

White Charm's red lips curled slightly, not in a smile, but in self-deprecation.

"Back then."

"Black Fiend and I went to Yanjing to bid on that buddha head."

"You only know the mission failed and Black Fiend died."

"How do you think Black Fiend died?"

Lin Biao answered subconsciously, "Killed... by Ye Chen?"

White Charm looked at him.

"Wrong."

"Black Fiend wasn't killed by him."

"He was pushed to a dead end and chose to... self-detonate."

Lin Biao's pupils shrunk sharply!

Self-detonation!

That was a method a martial artist would only use when pushed to the brink of despair.

Detonating all of one's True Qi and life force in exchange for a momentary power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

It was the resolve to take the enemy down with them.

"Black Fiend..."

Lin Biao's lips quivered. "He was in the Mid-Heaven Realm..."

"Yes."

White Charm calmly interrupted him.

"The power of a Mid-Heaven Realm's full Self-detonation is enough to level an entire area."

"After Black Fiend self-detonated, his soul was scattered and not a bone remained."

"But Ye Chen? He was completely unscathed!"

Buzz—

Lin Biao's brain felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy hammer.

He opened his mouth to speak but couldn't make a sound.

May I ask... is that something a human can do?

"So..."

White Charm withdrew her gaze and looked out the window.

"Do you think someone who can exist unscathed at the center of a Heaven Realm's Self-detonation... could be just a Heaven Realm?"

The wine glass in Lin Biao's hand slipped onto the carpet and rolled into a corner.

He didn't pick it up; he even forgot to breathe.

Above the Heaven Realm?

That young man?

Lin Biao recalled the scene when he first met Ye Chen.

At that time, he only considered him a somewhat troublesome target.

Later, he found he had kicked a steel plate.

And then, the steel plate became an armored plate.

And now, White Charm was telling him—

That wasn't some armored plate at all, but a towering mountain.

He finally understood why White Charm had submitted without hesitation.

That wasn't weakness, but a clear-headed understanding of reality... The private room was quiet for a long time.

After a good while... "Knock, knock, knock."

Three knocks came from outside the door, neither light nor heavy.

Lin Biao's whole body jolted, snapping out of his daze.

The two of them glanced at each other.

That three-beat rhythm was a unique signal within the Soul Hall.

In other words... those twelve people had arrived!

Lin Biao took a deep breath, rubbed his stiff cheeks hard, and squeezed out a surprised expression as if meeting long-lost friends.

Then.

He stood up, strode over, and opened the door.

The next second.

He saw twelve figures standing outside the door.

The leader was a bald foreigner.

A Caucasian.

His physique was so burly it nearly burst through his black leather jacket. His head was completely hairless, replaced instead by a complex and menacing Scorpion tattoo.

The muscles on Lin Biao's face tightened, then he warmly welcomed him as if seeing a brother separated for many years.

"Scorpion!"

"You've finally arrived!!!"

Scorpion strode forward and gave Lin Biao a solid bear hug.

"My God!"

"It's so good to see you're still alive!"

He let go, sized up Lin Biao, then swept a glance at White Charm in the room, his eyes full of relief.

Lin Biao's face was piled with smiles as he diligently stepped aside to lead the way.

"Please, come inside! Charm is right here; she's been waiting for you for days!"

Scorpion nodded and strode into the private room.

The eleven people behind him filed in one after another.

White Charm stood up from the sofa and gave Scorpion a slight nod, her face showing a hint of excitement.

"Scorpion."

"It's truly wonderful that you could come."

"The grudge... can finally be settled."

Hearing this, Scorpion didn't immediately respond.

He stood in place, his thick eyebrows gradually knitting together.

"Wait a moment."

"We need to confirm first..."

"Is that person him?"

As his voice fell.

Scorpion pulled a photo from his pocket, flipped it over, and showed it to the two of them.

The person in the photo was in his early twenties, with a handsome face and a faint, knowing smile on his lips.

It was indeed Ye Chen.

White Charm's eyes instantly reddened, and her fingers suddenly tightened around her skirt.

Lin Biao was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; his whole body trembled violently, and his teeth chattered.

"It's him!"

"It's him! I'd recognize him even if he turned to ash!"

White Charm took a deep breath and said with deep-seated hatred.

"This face, even if it were burned to charcoal, I would still recognize it."

"He's the one who killed Black Fiend and almost took my life!!!"

After they finished, they couldn't help but admire their own acting.

It was simply impeccable... But Scorpion's brow furrowed even deeper.

"Charm, Biao."

"This trip, I'm afraid we can't follow the original plan."

"We need to return to the Soul Hall first and wait for the Hall Master to finish his secluded cultivation before making further plans."

White Charm's heart chilled slightly as she showed a look of confusion. "What do you mean?"

Lin Biao was also stunned. "Scorpion, he's just one person. There are fourteen of us Heaven Realms; are we still afraid of him alone? Why don't we just surround and kill him?"

Scorpion shook his head and gave a bitter laugh.

"Surround and kill?"

"Do you know what the strength of the Black Prison's Prison Master is?"

The question came abruptly. Lin Biao answered subconsciously, "The Black Prison's Prison Master? Gongsun Long? Isn't he in the Celestial Master Realm?"

Scorpion looked at him, a trace of unnameable complexity flashing in his eyes.

"Celestial Master Realm?"

"Yes, he was indeed in the Celestial Master Realm."

"But according to the latest news, Gongsun Long is already dead."

White Charm's pupils shrunk sharply!

Lin Biao's breathing stopped abruptly!

Shock instantly covered both their faces!

However.

What was even more shocking was what Scorpion said next.

"He was killed by Ye Chen."

White Charm: "???"

Lin Biao: "???"