PDLP Chapter 569 The Hidden Truth of That Year
Chapter 569 The Hidden Truth of That Year
"call out--"
The transparent soul needle instantly tore through the void, completely ignoring the oppressive force of the black giant claw descending from the sky. It even pierced through the giant claw itself, directly drawing a ripple in the air that was invisible to the naked eye.
The black-robed old man in mid-air, who just a second ago had a ferocious expression and wanted to enjoy the miserable sight of Lin Hanzhou being crushed into mincemeat.
But the next second, a great terror originating from the deepest part of his soul, as if he were being locked on by a natural enemy, instantly overwhelmed him completely!
"What is that?! This power... this power is..."
The old man's withered face turned deathly pale instantly, and his eyes revealed undisguised terror and despair.
He instinctively wanted to mobilize all his spiritual power to defend himself, and wanted to use a life-saving escape technique to dodge.
But it was too late.
The Soul Needle's attack ignores the body's defenses and strikes directly at the soul's origin.
Just as the old man had the thought of dodging, the soul needle pierced through his brow without any resistance and plunged into his sea of consciousness!
"ah----!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream, as if it came from the deepest hell, suddenly burst from the old man's mouth.
The giant black claw that was about to crash down, having lost its master's control, instantly disintegrated into countless black specks of light in mid-air, drifting away with the wind.
Meanwhile, the black-robed elder in mid-air clutched his head tightly with both hands, and a large amount of blood gushed from his seven orifices.
The moment his soul came into contact with the soul needle, it was as if he had been struck by a towering iceberg, leaving it covered in countless cracks and suffering an unprecedented severe injury.
It only lasted for a moment before the old man completely lost all ability to resist.
Like a kite with a broken string, he plummeted straight down from mid-air, crashing heavily onto the scorching sand with a "bang." He twitched twice before collapsing completely and unable to get up.
Although his physical body appeared intact, his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, turning him into a living dead who could only breathe.
Quiet.
A deathly silence.
Apart from the howling wind, there was no other sound on this Gobi Desert.
The woman in black robes standing behind Lin Hanzhou was completely stunned.
Her mouth gaped open, her usually cool eyes filled with incomprehensible shock.
What happened?
What just happened?!
That arrogant expert at the Fourth Extreme Realm, who could easily crush the two of them, inexplicably screamed and fell down without the young master even lifting a finger.
Is this... is this really the young master Xiao Yan, who was ridiculed as a good-for-nothing by everyone in Wulan City?
Lin Hanzhou ignored the black-robed woman's shock.
He shook the dust off his sleeves, strode forward, and calmly walked toward the old man in black robes lying on the sand.
He wasn't lacking in strength to kill the opponent instantly with that attack; he deliberately held back.
The moment the soul needle pierced the old man's sea of consciousness, it restrained most of its destructive power, merely severely injuring and crippling him.
Lin Hanzhou did this for the purpose of searching for souls!
There is absolutely no way that a master of the Fourth Realm would come to this desolate wilderness to hunt down a good-for-nothing young master from a fallen family for no reason.
There must be some unknown instigation and secret hidden behind this.
The most direct way to uncover secrets is to directly read the other person's memories.
Lin Hanzhou walked up to the old man and looked down at his face, which was distorted by extreme pain.
Without uttering any unnecessary words, he slowly squatted down, extended his right hand, and with his five fingers like iron clamps, mercilessly gripped the old man's crown.
"Soul Searching Technique".
Lin Hanzhou let out a low shout in his heart, and a massive amount of divine soul power flowed through his five fingers, like a violent torrent, and brutally invaded the old man's already shattered sea of consciousness.
"Uh... ahh..."
The elderly man, in a semi-comatose state, let out an unconscious, mournful wail, his body convulsing violently on the sand.
But Lin Hanzhou's hand remained rooted to the spot, completely still.
Countless fragments of memory, accompanied by the old man's mournful cries, flooded into Lin Hanzhou's mind like a revolving lantern.
It must be said that this frail body, which is only at the first level of the Sea of Wheels Realm, has a very poor brain capacity.
The sudden influx of complex memories from a cultivator at the Fourth Extreme Realm spanning decades or even centuries caused a series of pricking sensations, as if needles were pricking, deep within Lin Hanzhou's mind.
Unfortunately, his strength is not good enough now, and the old man's sea of consciousness is on the verge of collapse due to the attack just now, so the soul search cannot completely retrieve all of the other party's memories.
Most of the memory fragments are blurry and incomplete.
However, Lin Hanzhou didn't care about any of that.
He blocked out useless cultivation insights and daily trivialities, and specifically extracted memory fragments containing key information such as "Xiao Yan", "Wulan City" and "assassination".
Although there are only a few clips, it's barely enough.
As key memories gradually came together in his mind, a chilling and terrifying killing intent, colder than eternal ice, began to condense in Lin Hanzhou's originally calm eyes.
According to the memories extracted from the other party, the old man lying on the ground has a rather complicated identity.
He is an outer sect elder of the Qinglan Sect, a well-known sect within the Great Li Dynasty!
Moreover, this old guy is someone I know.
Just a few days ago, Zhang Yanran, the fiancée who arrogantly barged into the Xiao family's gate with a group of people, publicly humiliated Xiao Yan, and tore up the engagement, was the one who broke off the engagement.
The sect elder who was by her side and supported her back then was none other than this old man in front of her!
Originally, Lin Hanzhou thought that being jilted was just a childish farce and didn't take it to heart at all.
However, the real reason why this old man risked losing face by personally following him out of the city to kill him was far beyond Lin Hanzhou's expectations.
The one who came to kill him was none other than his seemingly aloof and detached fiancée, Zhang Yanran, who had given him a secret order!
The cruel truth hidden behind this dates back to a year ago.
In that deep memory that the old man had deliberately hidden, Lin Hanzhou saw that incredibly bloody scene.
a year ago.
Xiao Yan's father, Xiao Wu, who devoted all his heart and soul to his son, finally found a legendary treasure deep within an ancient ruin after a perilous search that could reshape meridians and cleanse the marrow—the [Mysterious Jade Bone-Generating Flower]!
In the memory, Xiao Wu was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and his body was covered with deep wounds that revealed the bone.
But his hands were tightly holding a jade box that emitted a soft glow.
The utterly exhausted middle-aged man stood on the edge of the desolate ruins, gazing in the direction of Ulan City, a smile of ecstatic joy and relief spreading across his face.
"Yan'er is saved! My Yan'er is finally saved..."
That was the last murmur Xiao Wu uttered in his memory.