526: Chapter 526 A mixture of raging fury and chilling killing intent! Su Chen was now trapped!

Xie Jinghong practically fled.

As she walked out of the private room, she could barely maintain a composed gait.

She didn't know that behind her, Su Chen was watching her back with a gratified gaze that seemed to say "this child is worth teaching," while the bullet comments deep in his heart had already gathered into an ocean of Karma.

[Look, that's more like it! Having accepted my "job-hopping startup capital," her entire spirit is different; even her back exudes the fortitude of someone breaking ties with a black-hearted boss!]

[Sigh, I, Su Chen, am truly the Soul mentor of the Immortal Realm's laborers. I've successfully enlightened a lost lamb. I just wonder if she'll really use those thousand Immortal Stones to buy two new outfits; I hope she doesn't turn around and have them confiscated by that stingy boss under some made-up pretext.]

Carrying this immense sense of spiritual satisfaction after "saving all sentient beings," Su Chen sank back into his reclining chair with a clear conscience.

Meanwhile, the very "lamb" he had enlightened felt her Dao Heart and her disguise shatter simultaneously the moment the doors of the Yingxian Restaurant closed behind her.

*Click.*

The soft sound of the door latching was like a needle, precisely puncturing the disguise balloon she had forcibly inflated with her Profound Immortal cultivation.

She didn't return to the Lingbao Trading Firm. Instead, instinctively and with unsteady steps, she turned into a dead-end alley beside the restaurant that never saw the light of day.

The alley was very narrow, its walls covered in slippery green moss. A layer of fermented sewage with eerie colors pooled on the ground, emitting a stench foul enough to make a Mortal vomit bile.

There was no one here.

Xie Jinghong stopped in her tracks.

Standing in this filthy alleyway that was enough to defile her very existence, her chest heaved violently, each breath feeling as if it would tear her lungs apart.

The ordinary face of "Shen Que" she had used as a disguise was now distorted and cracking from extreme rage, more broken than the rotting sludge beneath her feet.

Then, she raised her jade-like hand, which was whiter than frost.

A single punch.

No Immortal Essence circulated; no Laws roared.

It was merely the pure Physical Body power of a seventh-layered Profound Immortal, smashing solidly into a man-sized piece of Azure Steel Rock in the corner.

There was no loud bang.

*Puff.*

A muffled sound, so slight it was almost inaudible, like crushing a piece of dried mud.

The indestructible Azure Steel Rock, which was tough enough for a Heavenly Immortal's Magic Treasure to only leave a white mark on it, did not explode or shatter.

The moment Xie Jinghong's knuckles touched it, its internal structure and external form were instantaneously dissociated by an incomprehensible, terrifying force, turning directly into the most primitive dust.

"Su Chen—!!!"

These two words weren't shouted; they were ground out syllable by syllable from between her teeth, which she had bitten until they bled.

That voice was hoarse and distorted, churning with a madness she had never experienced in her fifteen hundred years of cultivation—a mixture of heaven-shaking fury and ultimate humiliation.

"Just you wait!"

Behind her black jade lenses, those narrow fox-like eyes flickered with the cold, morbidly excited light of a predator locking onto its prey.

"The first-of-the-month auction!"

"If this Young Miss doesn't squeeze every last Immortal Stone out of you until you're dust, and make you kneel on the ground begging me for mercy—"

She paused for a breath, her lips slowly curling into an extremely dangerous and heart-stoppingly sweet arc.

"I'll write my name, Xie Jinghong, backwards!!!"

The moment her words fell, the air in the entire alley was sucked dry. The moss on the walls on both sides instantly withered and turned to ash under the extreme Killing Intent!

After a long while.

The fury that had burned Xie Jinghong's Divine Soul began to recede.

In its place was a colder, more lethal absolute calm, saturated with calculation and planning.

She slowly lowered her head and pulled that slightly stained white cloth bag from her robes.

One thousand high-grade immortal stones.

Su Chen's "reward," and the "shame of her Dao Heart."

She gently caressed the rough cloth bag with her fingertips, the curve of her lips growing sweeter and more frigid.

"One thousand?"

Her voice returned to that lazy, sweet tone unique to the "Thousand-Faced Goddess," yet it caused the surrounding air to frost over with an invisible chill.

"Young Master Su, for this 'good cause' you've planted with these thousand Immortal Stones, this Young Miss will make you reap the 'evil fruit' at the auction with your entire fortune."

She casually stuffed the cloth bag back into her Storage Ring as if putting away a Talismanic Incantation that was certain to be redeemed. She turned, her lotus steps light and graceful as she walked out of the alley.

By the time she merged back into the evening crowds of Peng City, she was once again that flawless, composed "Deputy Manager Shen."

In the alley, only a stone wall with a large missing chunk and a ground full of Azure Steel Rock powder remained.

Silently, they told the tale of what a violent breakdown a super-rich woman at the seventh-layered Profound Immortal stage had just experienced here.

...

No one knew that on the other side of the city, another death trap targeting Su Chen had already begun its bloody opening act.

In a secret room in a dark alley on the outskirts of Peng City.

Lin Wan, Zhao Qingyi, and Zhang Ningshuang waited with bated breath.

The deathly silence was so oppressive that even time seemed to freeze. Just as Zhang Ningshuang was about to be driven mad by the endless waiting—

*Hum!*

In the center of the secret room's Void Realm, without any warning, a ghostly blue light like a judgment suddenly lit up!

That light was domineering to the extreme, like an invisible blade of Law, directly slicing a pitch-black rift into the structure of space!

At the edges of the rift, the shattered Space Laws wailed as a pressure that could freeze the Divine Soul erupted from within!

It wasn't simple physical pressure, but a cold, murderous Qi mixed with iron Laws, punishment, and judgment. It felt as if countless red-hot torture implements were about to be branded onto one's Divine Soul!

Zhang Ningshuang's face instantly lost all color. Her Heavenly Immortal cultivation was like an ant before this aura; her knees buckled, and she was pinned to the ground by that will, unable to move!

Zhao Qingyi's face was equally pale. Her fifth-layered Heavenly Immortal essence burned frantically just to barely withstand the pressure, yet beads of cold sweat already soaked her forehead.

Only Lin Wan remained steady.

She lifted her charred and terrifying face, revealing a smile that was eerily sweet and featured dimples.

"They're here."

She spoke softly, her tone carrying the immense satisfaction of having her wishes fulfilled.

The next moment.

The first figure stepped out from the spatial rift, clad in the standard black robes of the Xuantian Immortal Sect's inner Law Enforcement Hall. The dark embroidery of a sky-piercing sword on the robe seemed to vibrate slightly, as if scenting blood.

The moment he landed, a harsh chill like ten-thousand-year-old profound ice caused a layer of white frost to form on the stone walls of the secret room.

Immediately following was the second figure, whose surrounding aura was as violent as the karmic fires of Hell, distorting the air around him.

The third figure was as elusive as a ghost, yet his Killing Intent was like a maggot on a bone—formless and shadowless, yet omnipresent.

The fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

Six figures clad in the black robes of the Law Enforcement Hall stepped out in sequence.

They had no communication. Six distinct yet equally terrifying True Immortal Killing Intents interlaced and fused in the secret room, transforming into a death Domain that would make even a Heavenly Immortal sink into despair!

Six people, all of them True Immortals!

Moreover, they were the sharpest and most heartless blades of the Xuantian Immortal Sect—True Immortals of the Law Enforcement Hall!