NABC Chapter 592 - 592: Interrogation
Chapter 592 - 592: Interrogation
"I'm rather curious as well," Qinchuan said, standing sideways in midair, his voice indifferent.
"There's a barrier specifically against your Ghost Race between the Underworld and the Divine Wilderness Continent. How did you manage to break through it and come to this Little Spirit Mountain?"
"Why should I tell you?" the old ghost tribesman glared at Lingxu and Qinchuan with an unpleasant face, speaking disdainfully.
"How about this, you tell me how you broke through the barrier, and I'll tell you how I recognized your identity? An exchange of information, it's fair," Qinchuan seriously proposed.
"Hmph, the delusions of a fool. Since you're not willing to speak, I'm not going to press you. There are ways to get information straight from your mind," the ghost tribesman responded coldly.
Qinchuan certainly understood the meaning behind the elder's words.
He wanted to use his Soul techniques, employing the Soul-
Just as Qinchuan was half a foot away, the old man's face twisted into a hideous expression, "Die!"
Immediately after, his third eye burst open, with his soul within swelling incessantly.
He actually wanted to explode his soul.
"Hmph, I haven't allowed you to die yet, so how could you die?"
Qinchuan had already seen through the opponent's intention and his expression turned cold as a thought crossed his mind.
Suddenly, a series of scarlet runes emerged on the Blood Chain, flashing with a bloody Divine Rainbow, sinking into the opponent's soul.
Instantly, the opponent's expanding soul deflated once more.
He wanted to explode, but in the end, Qinchuan forcibly suppressed it.
"You..."
The heart of the Ghost Race powerhouse chilled. What kind of technique was this that could even suppress soul explosion?
At that moment, his soul was utterly shattered.
"It seems I'll have to do it myself." Qinchuan shrugged his shoulders.
Having said that, he pointed his finger at the opponent's forehead, and his powerful Emperor Soul surged out, flowing into the opponent's sea of consciousness.
Qinchuan didn't choose to forcibly conduct a Soul Search because this was a Spiritual Form; it would surely have Prohibitions implanted by the main body. If it were subjected to a violent soul search, it would result in another irreversible self-destruction.
This kind of Prohibition self-destruction was something Qinchuan couldn't stop.
He first extracted the soul from the sea of consciousness, then with his powerful Asura Emperor Soul, he started to intrude the True Spirit within the opponent, wanting to forcibly strip away the Prohibitions planted within.
Qinchuan's soul was far more powerful than the one who had implanted the Prohibitions, and he was capable of stripping them from the True Spirit of the opponent, though the process was slightly cumbersome.
The old Ghost Race member seemed to realize what Qinchuan planned.
His face kept changing, first turning bright red, then pale.
"I'll talk! I'll talk! Please don't strip my Prohibitions!"
This process of stripping the Prohibitions caused unprecedented pain to his soul, as if a myriad of Divine Swords kept slashing on his soul, followed by healing with the utmost Divine Medicine, and then slashing again. Within a few short breaths, his soul endured unbearable agony.
He could no longer bear it and decided to speak.
"We... we accidentally discovered a crack at the edge of the Underworld. We passed through the crack and arrived here," the frightened old Ghost Race member said with a trembling voice.
"A crack that leads to this small world? Where is this crack?"
Qinchuan was shocked. He had thought these members of the Ghost Race had come from the barrier of the Divine Wilderness Continent, but they had actually arrived directly in the small spiritual mountain world.
"After we... we crossed over here, the crack closed on its own and is now untraceable," the old Ghost Race member quickly responded without daring to conceal anything.
"How many of you crossed through the crack and entered this world?" Qinchuan asked again.