"Stop!"
A panicked cry suddenly rang out.
It was Zhu Zhuqing, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines all this time!
She had never expected Tang San's methods to be so ruthless that he would actually attempt to assassinate a prince of the Star Luo Empire in broad daylight, right before everyone's eyes!
However, her warning had clearly come too late.
Just before those three deadly streaks of black light were about to strike Dai Mubai.
"Shhk!"
A faint sound of air being torn apart suddenly rang out, so quiet that it was almost inaudible.
Lin Xia moved.
There was no earth-shaking eruption of Soul Power, nor any dazzling display of Soul Rings.
His movement was so fast that it surpassed the limits of vision, as though only a faint, fading afterimage remained where he had been standing.
When everyone's eyes focused again, he was already standing calmly less than a step in front of Dai Mubai, blocking the unavoidable path of those three deadly streaks of black light!
Time seemed to stretch infinitely at that moment.
Lin Xia casually raised his right hand. His sleeve fluttered as he opened his five fingers and gently swept them toward the incoming black lights.
Buzz—
A deep hum, like the trembling of an ancient bell, resonated through the air.
A layer of dark-golden light, thin as a cicada's wing and almost transparent, instantly spread out in front of him, gently rippling like water.
The light was not dazzling. Instead, it possessed a restrained and profound quality, as though it had condensed the purest starlight from the night sky.
The three Bone-Piercing Needles, which were as fast as lightning and capable of tearing through the air, suddenly seemed to plunge into an incomparably viscous mass of liquid metal!
Their trajectories abruptly twisted and distorted!
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Three muffled sounds almost merged into one!
There was no crisp clash of metal against metal, only the sluggish sound of arrows sinking into mud.
The three Bone-Piercing Needles, powerful enough to pierce refined iron, were actually stopped in midair by that seemingly gentle dark-golden radiance!
They hovered less than an inch from Lin Xia's palm, as though they had been firmly seized by an invisible hand!
The sharp force generated by their rapid rotation sliced against the invisible barrier, producing an unpleasant "sizzle" that made one's teeth ache, yet they could not advance even another inch!
The faint blue poison coating their tips appeared particularly sinister and eerie beneath the dark-golden glow.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Only after the three deadly Bone-Piercing Needles had been completely immobilized in midair, like insects trapped in amber, did the tremendous visual impact strike the nerves of everyone still present like an invisible hammer!
The resentment and struggle on Dai Mubai's face instantly froze, replaced by overwhelming confusion and disbelief at having narrowly escaped death.
He stared blankly at the figure before him.
The man's back was not particularly broad, yet it seemed to separate life and death by an impassable boundary.
Dai Mubai's mind went completely blank.
The cold killing intent in Tang San's eyes surged violently for the first time, and the purple light of the Purple Demon Eye intensified!
He stared fixedly at Lin Xia's face, which was so calm that it sent a chill through him, as well as the palm that had effortlessly stopped his deadly hidden weapons.
A powerful sense of danger instantly overwhelmed the pain in his body.
This man was unfathomable!
Xiao Wu was so shocked that she covered her mouth, her large eyes filled with disbelief.
The twin sisters had already screamed in fright. They hugged each other and staggered backward, looking at Lin Xia as though they had encountered a ghost.
Silence!
A deeper and more oppressive silence than when Dai Mubai had been defeated descended upon the entire lobby of the Rose Hotel!
Only the three suspended Bone-Piercing Needles continued to emit an unwilling, faint hum.
Lin Xia finally spoke.
His voice was not loud and even carried a hint of gentleness, yet it strangely overwhelmed the sharp humming of the poisoned needles.
Every word entered everyone's ears clearly, carrying an unquestionable authority.
"This man."
His gaze swept over the suspended poisoned needles before calmly settling on Tang San's pale, gloomy face, which was filled with vigilance and killing intent.
"Can't die yet."
The moment his words fell, the five fingers of Lin Xia's right hand, which was suspended in the air and blocking the Bone-Piercing Needles, casually and gracefully curled inward.
It was as though he were smoothing out a slight wrinkle in a piece of silk.
The humming stopped abruptly!
The thin layer of dark-golden radiance suddenly contracted and collapsed!
The three Bone-Piercing Needles frozen in midair seemed to be crushed by an invisible, overwhelming force!
Without even the slightest opportunity to struggle, they silently transformed into three streams of fine metallic powder beneath everyone's horrified gazes!
The dust, still carrying a faint blue poisonous glow, drifted downward.
Before it could even touch the ground, an invisible current of air swept through it, dispersing and erasing every trace.
Effortless.
Casual.
As though what he had crushed were not three vicious hidden weapons capable of threatening the life of a Soul Elder, but merely three insignificant specks of dust!
"You—!"
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints!
A chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head!
The hidden weapons he was so proud of and regarded as his trump card had actually been reduced to dust so casually by his opponent!
His opponent's strength had completely exceeded his expectations!
This was absolutely not something a Soul Elder could accomplish!
Could he be a Soul Ancestor? Or perhaps even higher?
Intense shock and apprehension swept over Tang San like a cold tide.
He forcibly suppressed his surging blood and lingering shock. The inner power of the Mysterious Heaven Technique surged wildly through his body, while the light of the Purple Demon Eye sharpened like a blade as he attempted to see through the depths of this mysterious young man before him.
His Adam's apple rolled with difficulty. His voice was hoarse and cold, every word seemingly forced through clenched teeth.
"Who are you? Why did you stop me?"
His body was taut like a drawn bowstring, while his left hand silently slipped back beneath his sleeve.
Lin Xia did not answer immediately.
He slowly lowered his right hand, his posture calm and composed, as though he had merely brushed away a speck of dust.
His gaze was as tranquil as still water.
It passed over the vigilant Tang San and briefly settled on Xiao Wu behind him, who was glaring at him with anger and confusion.
Then his gaze casually swept over Dai Mubai lying on the ground in a miserable state, his expression still filled with bewilderment.
Finally, his eyes returned to Tang San's face.
The corners of his mouth seemed to curve ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly, as though he were watching a play whose ending he had already known.
Lin Xia's voice remained calm and emotionless, yet it carried the certainty of someone who understood everything.
"Who I am isn't important. What's important is..."
He slightly turned his body, allowing Tang San to clearly see Dai Mubai's blood-stained, shaken face behind him.
"This Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire still owes me a document."
Lin Xia's gaze turned toward Zhu Zhuqing in the corner, and his voice became filled with unquestionable certainty.
"A divorce document."
The words "divorce document" struck like thunder, causing Dai Mubai's entire body to tremble violently!
He abruptly raised his head and followed Lin Xia's gaze with a mixture of suspicion and disbelief.
The moment that exquisitely beautiful yet frost-cold face entered his sinister, double-pupiled eyes, Dai Mubai's expression changed as though he had seen a ghost!
"Zhu Zhuqing?! You?!"
Dai Mubai cried out in shock, his voice distorted by both astonishment and pain.
The undisguised contempt and coldness on that beautiful face stabbed into his faltering pride like a sharp blade!
He struggled to stand, but his paralyzed body caused him to stumble awkwardly once again. Cold sweat mixed with blood and trickled down his face.
Tang San was stunned as well.
The Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire?
A divorce document?
Zhu Zhuqing?
These unfamiliar words and pieces of information flooded into his mind like a tangled mass of threads.
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