Chapter 410: Heavenly Magnetism

Lord Qin did not notice that the Crown Prince Qin was flying towards them. He was still eagerly watching the fierce battle between Qi Xie and the man in the grey robe.

The two figures intertwined, giving the man in the grey robe the upper hand. Qi Xie couldn't distinguish between the real and the fake, essentially fighting against three opponents.

Soon, he discovered that two of the figures were fake, just mere shadows. But what did it matter?

He and the man in the grey robe were evenly matched, and unlike Lord Qin, who possessed the secrets of the formation, he couldn't discern who was real and who was fake.

But Qi Xie, known as a genius, remained calm and quickly distinguished between the real body and the afterimages, no longer just defending but also launching attacks.

The two of them fought in the air, the man in the grey robe wielding a long whip like a snake, while Qi Xie's black blade was sharp. Their back-and-forth battle had the onlookers cheering loudly, unable to contain their excitement.

Lord Qin finally understood that Qi Xie should be able to win. Despite being evenly matched in cultivation, Qi Xie's speed and swordsmanship were unbelievably fast. Even Lord Qin, without using the secrets of the formation or his clairvoyant abilities, couldn't follow Qi Xie's movements.

The man in the grey robe was in a miserable state.

As the afterimages dissipated, Qi Xie fought even more bravely, repeatedly repelling the long whip, quickly gaining the upper hand. At any moment, he could have beheaded his opponent.

After watching for a while, Lord Qin found it uninteresting. Although Qi Xie's combat prowess amazed him, he was not afraid. If it came to a fight, he was confident. However, he felt that Qi Xie was not using his full strength.

"No wonder it's the Holy Dynasty. The talent is truly remarkable," the Ninth Spirit Saint exclaimed. Having taken in countless disciples, he could see at a glance that Qi Xie had extraordinary talent and rich combat experience, making him unable to help but feel a sense of cherishing talent.

Meanwhile, Lord Qin had been pondering, "I feel like I've seen this guy somewhere before!"

It was at the beginning of his crossing. He racked his brains but couldn't remember. Since awakening from his crossing, he had encountered too many things, making it difficult to remember every detail, especially since he had never communicated with Qi Xie.

"Huh? Could it be him?"

Lord Qin rubbed his chin in surprise, suddenly recalling a young demon he had encountered in Qingtan City while escorting Chang Qianqian back to Xuanling Sect. It left an impression on him as it was the first time he had encountered a demon cultivator.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

At this moment, a shout came from behind them, "Bold thief! How dare you kill the prince of our dynasty and the soldiers of the Earth Army! You deserve to die!"

The sound waves rolled, reaching the ears of people several blocks away.

Lord Qin and the others turned to look, even Qi Xie and the man in the grey robe had to stop their battle.

The pressure of the Golden Immortal realm surged like a flood, making everyone breathe rapidly.

"First level of the Golden Immortal realm," the Ninth Spirit Saint said with a relaxed tone, squinting his eyes.

Chang'e remained composed, and the Old Man Yi was still drinking on the street. Lord Qin looked with interest at the newcomer, who was dressed in a purple and gold brocade, wearing a golden crown, hands behind his back, stepping through the void with an overwhelming presence.

If Lord Qin were a young girl, he would probably have stars in his eyes.

"Isn't that Crown Prince Qin?"

"Why is he here? From the sound of it, the murderer of Prince Xiangguang is nearby?"

"Hiss—Is it true or false?"

"Run away quickly, be careful not to be mistakenly killed!"

The surrounding cultivators scattered, fearing being caught in the battle.

The man in the grey robe gritted his teeth, turned into a black shadow, and darted into the eaves, disappearing from sight. By the time Qi Xie reacted, he could no longer capture the direction of his escape.

"Forget it!"

Qi Xie landed on the eaves, turned to look at Crown Prince Qin, his face filled with solemnity.

He couldn't help but glance at Lord Qin and the others not far away on the street. He frowned and muttered to himself, "No wonder even Crown Prince Qin has taken action. It turns out it's to deal with him."

Crown Prince Qin against Emperor Qin?

A wicked smile appeared on Qi Xie's face, showing a devilish charm. Such a confrontation was rare in ordinary days.

"Hey, who are you?" Lord Qin asked with a disdainful attitude, which made Crown Prince Qin furrow his brows. Lord Qin was wearing a white silk robe, his black hair tied with a thin cord behind his head, and two strands of hair fluttered in the wind. Even Crown Prince Qin couldn't help but admire the handsome young man.

Despite the admiration, he wouldn't show any mercy!

"It was you who made the move, right?" Crown Prince Qin's gaze fixed on the Ninth Spirit Saint. As for Lord Qin, he was deliberately ignored. The reason for not disclosing Lord Qin's identity was the order of the Holy Emperor. Although he didn't ask, he could guess.

Recently, some people in the Holy City had become increasingly unruly. It was a good opportunity to use Lord Qin as a tool to grind down their edges. After all, the Holy Emperor had set up a killing game at the Observing Heaven Assembly, so now they were treating Lord Qin as a tool without any psychological pressure.

The Ninth Spirit Saint smiled, "What, do you want to fight me?"

The challenge of the first level of the Golden Immortal realm against the ninth level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm...

Lord Qin, Chang'e, and the Old Man Yi all had strange expressions, but they could understand. After all, Crown Prince Qin definitely couldn't see through the depth of the Ninth Spirit Saint's cultivation. Blind arrogance sometimes led to fatal consequences.

"Hmph!"

Crown Prince Qin snorted, not wasting any more words. He raised both hands, palms above his head.

In an instant, everyone felt as if their bodies were being struck by tens of thousands of pounds of heavy objects, and this feeling was rapidly intensifying.

Lord Qin's face changed slightly as he looked up at Crown Prince Qin, realizing that he had only raised his hands, without any apparent illusion. Could it be that he could control gravity?

Or did he possess a power that couldn't be discerned with the naked eye?

The Ninth Spirit Saint also showed a look of astonishment and asked, "What kind of power is this? It's as if you have already merged with this world."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expression on Prince Qin's face changed dramatically. He immediately pushed towards the Ninth Spirit Saint with both hands. In an instant, an overwhelming invisible force crushed everything in its path, shattering houses and streets, and directly attacking the Ninth Spirit Saint.

In order to prevent Prince Qin from getting hurt, the Ninth Spirit Saint did not dodge. He raised his right hand and single-handedly blocked the invisible force, causing a fierce wind to whip up, making his yellow robe flutter.

"What kind of power is this..."

Prince Qin exclaimed in horror. Even with the use of his array secret techniques, he couldn't identify this force. He could only feel that Prince Qin seemed to be one with the air, and the force he used was as mysterious as atmospheric pressure.

Where did this guy come from?

Prince Qin furrowed his brow, but he wasn't nervous. Did he really think he could defeat the Ninth Spirit Saint with just this amount of power?

What a joke!

Sure enough, the Ninth Spirit Saint suddenly waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind, far surpassing Prince Qin's power, swept towards him, sending him flying.

But Prince Qin was ultimately a strong Golden Immortal, not a weakling like Xu Tianyou. He quickly stabilized himself in mid-air.

"He actually managed to neutralize my Magnetic Divine Ability!"

Prince Qin's heart surged with shock and astonishment.

The reason he had been able to hold the position of the Crown Prince for eight thousand years was because of this divine ability, which made it impossible for his brothers and sisters to defeat him. [End of this chapter]