Chapter 613: Chapter 287: Soul Slave Changes Hands, Emperor’s Grandson Qin Tong

Xia Quan’s face was filled with fear. This kind of fear could only be revealed when encountering a great terror that he had never considered before.

With his panicked scream, the Divine Soul Five Decline erupted completely within his body.

The originally immaculate Divine Soul instantly seemed to transform into that of an ordinary human, with fine beads of sweat emerging. Of course, the essence of these sweat beads was still Divine Soul, but as soon as they appeared, they had already turned into a negative state of the Divine Soul.

Next, his Divine Soul felt a suffocating heat. This feeling, which he hadn’t experienced since he started cultivating over a hundred years ago, caused intense heat throughout his body and emitted a foul stench.

The black robe created by the Divine Soul seemed to have become a real object. As the robe grew old and wrinkled, it became unbearably itchy. The hair created by the Divine Soul similarly fell loose, unclean and unkempt.

This was the manifestation of the Divine Soul Five Decline.

However, the Five Decline didn’t occur one after the other, but erupted simultaneously, causing an overwhelming weakness.

Just as Xia Quan’s frightened screams began, the weakness was born, and while the scream continued, the weakness grew to its peak.

On the other side, a hundred meters away.

When Han Yi’s Soul Sword Formation blocked Xia Quan’s earth-shattering arrow, he unleashed the Soul Decline at the same time. Han Yi’s heart trembled, and he decisively waved his hand. The black Soul Shield dissolved in front of him, and 20% of his Divine Soul power transformed once again into the Soul Decline attack. It crossed a hundred meters and landed on the screaming Xia Quan, causing his Divine Soul to weaken further.

By now, 40% of his Divine Soul power had been turned into an attack, hitting Xia Quan squarely.

This force was even stronger than the Soul Sword Formation, or in other words, stronger than the arrow Xia Quan had previously shot.

Then.

His expression serious, Han Yi’s figure flickered and appeared behind the flustered Xia Quan. His right hand pierced directly into Xia Quan’s back, entering his body through the back of his chest.

The Soul Snatching skill, born during the second realm of the Ninefold Soul Tower, was unleashed for the first time.

At this moment, the entire Soul Slave Space began to tremble violently. The four black Soul Bells floating at the top of the space began to ring loudly, their sound rising dramatically.

Meanwhile, outside the Soul Slave Space.

It had been less than a tenth of a breath’s time since Han Yi’s body lost its Divine Soul, plummeting downwards. Xia Quan, suspended in the air, also began to descend slightly.

The young master of Yan Wei Mansion who had taken the Sky-breaking Limit-breaking Pill, Zhuo Yangxi, had also just erupted with power. The three Golden Core Peak Soul Slaves surrounding him, fearless of death, blocked his way but were simultaneously shaken and heavily affected in their Divine Souls.

“It’s the Soul Master.”

“Can’t detect the Soul Mark Space, did the Soul Master run into an accident?”

“No, maybe this time’s Soul Slave is unusual.”

“Don’t get distracted. Go all out and stop Zhuo Yangxi. The Soul Master is so powerful, there won’t be any accidents.”

“Right.”

“Okay, kill!”

These three Soul Slaves had just sensed that they had lost contact with their Soul Mark Space in an instant, and the space they were referring to was naturally Xia Quan’s Soul Slave Space.

What they didn’t know was that all of this was because Han Yi had used the Soul Snatching Secret Skill, causing them to lose contact.

Inside the Soul Slave Space.

As Xia Quan was hit by two Soul Declines, Han Yi took advantage of the situation and understood Xia Quan’s reliance on his Soul Skills. He chose to strike, his right hand plunging into Xia Quan’s chest and unleashing Soul Snatching.

Soul Decline erupted, and Soul Snatching swooped in.

Speaking of which, just a moment ago, the Soul Skill showdown wasn’t fast. One side was confident, and the other was cautious in defense. The confident one was naturally Xia Quan, who believed that any Golden Core cultivator who entered his Soul Slave Space would become his Soul Slave. However, the cautious one was Han Yi. After all, it was his first time experiencing a pure Divine Soul confrontation, so he was naturally cautious.

But in just three or four rounds, the mental state of the two sides had switched. Xia Quan was terrified, and Han Yi was confident.

Upon determining that his opponent was strong but still inferior to him by more than a little bit, Han Yi decisively unleashed the Soul Snatching Secret Skill after employing the Soul Decline.

At this moment.

Having been hit by the Soul Decline, Xia Quan’s Divine Soul began to weaken at a rapid pace. He panicked in fear, completely losing his sense of direction as his strongest methods were easily countered by his opponent. Not only did his adversary possess the near-celestial Soul Decline, but the intensity of this Soul Skill far exceeded his expectations. Despair filled his heart.

Nevertheless, as Han Yi deployed the Soul Snatching Secret Skill, Xia Quan suddenly exploded just before death’s arrival.

“If I have to die, let’s die together.”

Xia Quan’s eyes were bloodshot, and he went from extreme fear to extreme madness in the blink of an eye.

However.

Just as he was about to burn his Divine Soul, the four shaking Soul Bells above him, and even the entire Soul Slave Space, he felt a terrifying devouring force coming from Han Yi’s arm, which had pierced into his chest.

This devouring force contained no destructive power, but it had the ability to plunder.

Xia Quan felt that his control over the entire Soul Slave Space, including the four Soul Bells floating above him, was gradually slipping away.

The constantly shaking Soul Slave Space began to slowly calm down, but the connection between him and this space had been severed.

He had already realized what this meant and what kind of Soul Skill Han Yi had used. The horror in his heart reached its peak in that moment.

“Soul Snatching?”

“Such a powerful Soul Snatching?”

“You…”

Just as Xia Quan was about to scream something, he already had no chance and was too late.

His Divine Soul paused.