Chapter 147: Unstable Demands for Life

"Your Highness, don't do it!"

The Xiong Tian Dog hurriedly shouted. It recognized the Soul-summoning Bell, a dangerous object that could summon ghosts to help but also devour the rationality of the person, turning them into a ghost.

But the Qin Jun was not willing to listen. He directly shook the Soul-summoning Bell. The bewitching sound of the bell made the people in the night market behind the high wall instantly trance, standing still in their tracks.

Suddenly, two figures, one black and one white, full of Yin energy, rose from the ground in front of Qin Jun, revealing themselves to be the Black and White Impermanence.

"Your Highness, step back!" The Xiong Tian Dog hurriedly stood in front of Qin Jun. It could feel the oppressive aura emanating from the Black and White Impermanence, making its scalp tingle.

Inwardly, it cursed at the incredible luck of His Highness. With just one move, he had summoned the Ghost King, an existence that even a Golden Core realm cultivator like Qin Jun couldn't control.

"Your Highness, how did you obtain the Soul-summoning Bell?" the Xiong Tian Dog couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, they gave it to me. They are called the Black and White Impermanence, the gods of the underworld," Qin Jun smiled. The mention of gods of the underworld widened the Xiong Tian Dog's eyes in shock.

The gods of the underworld were subdued by Qin Jun?

How could this feel like a fantasy? Am I dreaming?

In another area of the Fallen Smoke City, a man in black walked laboriously to the front of a mansion, where a plaque with the words "Divine Sword Hall" was prominently displayed.

The Divine Sword Hall had branches in every city within the Southern Zhuo Empire, to promptly convey the will of the emperor and handle affairs. The Shadow Dragon Martial Arts Tournament was also jointly held by the Divine Sword Halls in each city.

The man in black knocked on the door, and soon someone opened it for him. He lowered his black cloth, revealing a pale face, ordinary in appearance, looking to be in his thirties.

"Senior Nie, what happened to you?" the disciple who opened the door exclaimed in shock.

Senior Nie, the man in black, bitterly smiled, "Keep your voice down. Take me to see Elder Thirteen!"

"Okay..."

The disciple quickly helped Senior Nie inside, then looked around before closing the door.

About three minutes later, the two arrived in the main hall of the branch. At that moment, an old man was levitating in the hall, practicing cultivation. The spiritual energy swirled around him like a whirlwind, invisible yet tangible, exuding a formidable aura.

"Elder Thirteen, the mission has failed!" Senior Nie half-knelt on the ground and reported, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing. His entire body was shattered, and it was already remarkable that he could hold on until now.

After reporting the mission, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Elder Thirteen, a man with sparse, gray hair, dressed in a gray robe, opened his eyes. Seeing Senior Nie's miserable state, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"There's a demon king under Qin Jun's command. It shattered my entire body. If not for my body cultivation, I would have been dead by now," Senior Nie grimaced on the ground. Earlier, he had forcibly supported his body with the spiritual energy inside him. Now that the spiritual energy had dissipated, he was paralyzed and unable to stand.

"Demon king..." Elder Thirteen muttered to himself.

"Cackling..."

At that moment, a sinister laughter echoed in the hall, startling Elder Thirteen, who immediately looked around. There was no one else in the hall except for them.

"Who dares to trespass into the Divine Sword Hall!" Elder Thirteen sternly shouted, his formidable aura, at the peak of the Transcendence Realm, suddenly bursting out, startling all the disciples in the mansion, who were awakened from their cultivation or sleep and hurriedly gathered in the hall.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Senior Nie screamed. A pale, emaciated hand emerged from the ground, tightly gripping his throat. The scene was eerie and terrifying. With a crack, before Elder Thirteen could react, Senior Nie's throat was crushed, and the sight made Elder Thirteen's hair stand on end.

It was the first time he had witnessed such a bizarre scene, and the most crucial thing was that he couldn't sense the enemy's aura.

"Ching, ching, ching..."

A chain suddenly emerged from the darkness behind Elder Thirteen, coiling around his neck. He instinctively tried to break free, but he couldn't pull the iron chain.

The Soul-locking Chain was a treasure-level existence. How could he break it?

Unprecedented fear began to grow in the hearts of the thirteen elders. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his ear and glanced back, almost scared to death. He saw Black Impermanence crouching behind him, its crimson tongue licking his ear, its eyes staring at him like a demon, as if blood could flow from its eye sockets at any moment.

Even Qin Jun, who had seen countless horror movies, was scared for quite a while before calming down, let alone the thirteen elders.

"You... what...?"

The thirteen elders asked with difficulty, at the same time, his right hand flipped, and a jade-green dagger appeared in his hand out of thin air.

With a thud!

Before the thirteen elders could react, he felt something piercing his abdomen, the intense pain contorting his face. However, his neck was entangled by the Soul-Locking Chain, making him only able to make a squeaking sound.

Somehow, White Impermanence appeared in front of him, his right hand already piercing through the elder's abdomen, blood gushing out uncontrollably. Looking at White Impermanence's grim smile, the thirteen elders' eyes were filled with despair and agony.

"You have offended someone you cannot afford to offend. Even if you fall into hell, you cannot escape!" Black Impermanence lightly laughed in the ear of the thirteen elders, but his voice was so cold. After speaking, he used his long tongue to lick the elder's face.

Suddenly, a chaotic sound of footsteps came, and a group of disciples from the Divine Sword Hall rushed in. They were all stunned when they saw the scene of Black and White Impermanence restraining the thirteen elders.