Chapter 222: Seizing, Soul Annihilation

"Good!"

"I'm fine!"

"I'm fine too!"

"No looting!"

The other three made their pledges.

As they spoke, another spear intent surged forth from the black divine spear.

It slammed toward them all.

This time, having prepared, their attention fixed on the divine spear, they had ample time to react.

Boom…

Boom boom boom…

Before the spear intent reached them, Guan Changsheng, Jiang Qingyu, and Huo Haichao immediately pulled out defensive items.

He Pingsheng did not.

Why not?

Because he knew defense was useless.

When the first wave of spear intent struck, he had seven golden clasps of dark armor on him, yet not a single clasp reacted.

It did not trigger any defensive response.

This meant the spear intent was not meant to attack them.

It was merely too overwhelming, so it blasted them away.

After all, none of the four had been injured.

So this time, He Pingsheng made no defense at all—instead, he relaxed his body and mind, fully embracing the incoming spear intent.

Result…

Boom boom boom…

The other three were blasted away again.

Only He Pingsheng remained seated on his stool, utterly unmoved.

"This…" The other three stared at He Pingsheng in confusion.

Especially Jiang Qingyu—beyond confusion, her eyes shimmered with something else: "Why weren't you blown away?"

She asked He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng said: "I don't know either!"

Why should I tell you?

After speaking, He Pingsheng resumed his cross-legged seat, eyes closed in contemplation.

The spear intent just now passing through his body had granted him a flicker of insight.

If he could bathe in this spear intent for a while, he would surely benefit.

Too bad, the time was too short.

The other three sat back down.

Guan Changsheng said: "Just now, I saw Shi Yuan didn't resist—let's try it too, don't resist…"

"This spear intent has no offensive power—it's merely a transmission!"

The other two nodded.

Boom…

Soon, the third wave of spear intent shot out.

This time, all of them adopted the non-resistance, welcoming approach—no one was blown away.

All remained seated, utterly still.

Jiang Qingyu exhaled in relief: she had worried earlier that He Pingsheng possessed extraordinary fortune, but now it was clear—he was simply the first to discern the truth.

Fourth wave!

Fifth wave…

Sixth wave…

From then on, until the ninth wave, no one was knocked off their seats.

After the nine waves of spear intent passed, all four raised their heads, gazing at the massive, majestic black spear.

Shouldn't there be a spear intent crystal now?

As expected.

Just three breaths after the ninth wave surged forth, a fist-sized black crystal coalesced from the giant spear and landed in the empty air above its peak.

Everyone grew eager.

The red-haired cultivator Huo Haichao even leapt up to seize it.

"How dare you…" Jiang Qingyu shouted, raising her hand to strike.

But she didn't need to—above them, a thick pressure descended, slamming down with a boom onto Huo Haichao, pinning him to the ground.

"Puh…"

Huo Haichao spat blood.

This pressure differed from the previous nine spear intent surges—it was now offensive.

Huo Haichao was severely wounded.

"Hmph…" Jiang Qingyu gripped a green flexible whip, her gaze sweeping over the other three coldly: "Anyone who dares act rashly, don't blame me for being merciless…"

Though her cultivation base wasn't the highest, she was the most brazen.

Why? Because she was of the Great Qi imperial family.

The four sat back down.

Each stared at the black crystal hovering above them.

At one moment, the black crystal suddenly shot out, darting through the void with a swift whoosh, then landing in He Pingsheng's hand.

Sudden.

Unexpected.

He Pingsheng said nothing—he simply waved his hand and tucked the spear intent crystal into his storage pouch.

To prevent others from coveting it, of course.

At the same time, he waved his hand, activating the seals on the Nine Radiant Dragon-Slaying Banner.

"Damn…" Jiang Qingyu's face turned ashen: "Damn thing—what trick did you use to get the spear intent crystal into your hands?"

"Take this…"

She had set the rule herself, so she couldn't break it—but she found an excuse anyway, lashing out at He Pingsheng with her whip.

Too bad her cultivation was low—only Foundation Establishment eighth layer—her strike carried little force and couldn't harm He Pingsheng.

"Open…"

He Pingsheng swung the Nine Radiant Dragon-Slaying Banner, wrapping her green whip around it.

"Damn thing…"

As she struggled with the whip, Jiang Qingyu summoned a flying sword and slashed it toward He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng ignored the flying sword, instead pulling out a palm-sized bronze bell.

Supreme Spirit Artifact: Soul-Annihilating Bell!

"Open…"

He softly spoke, and all eight seals on the Soul-Annihilating Bell unfurled.

He Pingsheng immediately shut his six senses, then slammed the bell toward Jiang Qingyu nearby.

An invisible attack manifested as a visible wave, piercing through all her defenses and striking her hard.

"Ah…"

"Puh…"

Jiang Qingyu's spiritual sense was instantly shattered by ninety percent.

Once spiritual sense collapsed, the two attacks sustained by it naturally dissolved.

Her flying sword and flexible whip were both seized by He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng moved in, ready to kill the woman—when suddenly, she summoned a golden bead.

The golden bead unfolded a massive defensive barrier; no matter how hard He Pingsheng attacked, he could not break through.

At that moment, Jiang Qingyu, her spiritual sense shattered, pulled out her Life-Death Tablet and crushed it.

Three breaths later, Jiang Qingyu was teleported out of Divine General Mountain, landing on the outer plaza.

…

Seeing her land, the white-browed cultivator Long Yuan stepped forward and landed beside Jiang Qingyu.

"Little… Princess?"

"How is it you?"

"What happened to you?"

The white-browed cultivator Long Yuan stared in shock—who dared injure the princess so badly?

"Quick… quick…" Jiang Qingyu said: "Someone… someone obtained the spear intent crystal—his fortune is stronger than mine!"

Long Yuan's brow twitched: "Who?"

Jiang Qingyu said: "Dingxiang Commandery, Beast Taming Immortal Sect, Shi Yuan..."

With that, Jiang Qingyu fainted outright.

Long Yuan was left utterly stunned.

The young princess carries the Eight Dragon Auspicious Qi, the greatest in the imperial family.

Too bad she's not a man; if she were, she would unquestionably become the future Emperor of Da Qi.

Yet Shi Yuan's auspicious qi surpasses that of the young princess.

Nine Dragon Auspicious Qi?

No...

Isn't Nine Dragon Auspicious Qi Wang Dun?

How could another one appear?

And in Dingxiang Commandery?