At Dai Heshu's ho, with a flip of his hand, Qin Heng suppressed the purple-black mist effortlessly!
Even the soul of a deceased Great Saint proved useless, having no chance to resist at all.
After all, the nature of Qin Heng's Divine Soul had already transcended the Eternal, reaching an indescribably supre Realm. Compared to it, the essence of a Great Saint's Divine Soul was like the difference between a speck of dust and the Multiverse—simply too vast!
Once the purple-black mist was suppressed by Qin Heng, the rich scent of death and malevolent energy gradually dissipated, soon condensing into a human form, a woman of average size.
This woman was in a soul body state, but extrely solid, almost indistinguishable from a real living person.
Her clothes were incredibly lavish, even adorned with phoenix patterns, exquisitely beautiful, a true marvel of craftsmanship. Her appearance was also stunningly beautiful; calling her a peerless beauty would be no exaggeration.
But now, she was pinned to the ground by Qin Heng, only able to sprawl there. Yet she still raised her head, eyes wide open, glared fiercely at Qin Heng, and said through gritted teeth, "How dare you! How dare you! You have so nerve!"
THUMP!
At that mont, as the Great Saint's Divine Soul was suppressed by Qin Heng, Dai Jiajia's body imdiately lost its support, fell unconscious, and collapsed to the ground.
"Jiajia!" Dai Heshu hurried over, checked Dai Jiajia's condition, and after finding her breathing steady and no sign of danger, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You say you're from the Zhou dynasty's royal family, a Great Saint, how co only a remnant of your soul is left?" Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, the golden light faintly dimd, as he said in a deep voice, "Did you not leave with the Zhou royal family?"
At the end of ancient tis, many Great Saints left Earth, following the guidance left by their predecessors or ancestors, to one of the eighteen thousand great realms surrounding Earth.
The Zhou dynasty reached its end by the late Spring and Autumn period, an irreversible decline. Many had already left, and the royal family should have departed as well.
Why would this self-proclaid Great Saint of the Ji clan royal family have only a remnant soul left, and appear in the modern era thousands of years later, nearly demon-possessed?
It was rather odd.
"You little Innate, you actually know about our Zhou royal family leaving the Central Heavenly Domain?" The Ji clan Great Saint snorted coldly and said, "Don't think that just because of this, you can act unbridled! Now that Spiritual Energy is gradually reviving, and the extraordinary is about to awaken, the powerhouses of our clan will soon return. At that ti, the Central Heavenly Domain will revert to ancient tis. If you dare to injure , you will have nowhere to be buried. A re little Innate, nothing but an ant, an insect! Hurry and... AHH!!"
Suddenly, she scread in agony, the pain extre, as her previously solid soul body nearly disintegrated on the spot. It was because Qin Heng fiercely opened his eyes, and those bright, scorching gazes, like two suns, shone directly upon her soul body!
CRACKLING!!
Just like snow eting boiling water, the Great Saint's soul body began to dissolve and evaporate. Under Qin Heng's gaze, the Great Saint's Divine Soul had absolutely no chance of resisting!
"Don't waste your breath. Answer my question," Qin Heng said indifferently. "What is your na, which era do you co from, your detailed identity, and why are you here? Tell
everything!"
Who do you think you are!? the Divine Soul roared inwardly, but ultimately did not dare to shout it out loud. She noticed Qin Heng's pair of terrifying eyes and said, "Such fearso eyes! Could it be that you are from the Sun Temple? But even the Sun Temple, at the Innate level, should not be this overbearing. How is this possible!?"
Qin Heng's strength has completely exceeded my comprehension; there's simply no way to estimate the imnsity of his power through conventional wisdom. It's truly, truly terrifying! With the strength of his Divine Soul in the Innate Realm, he forcefully crushed , a Great Saint—and a Great Saint whose soul body has existed for over three thousand years, exceedingly solidified! It's utterly inconceivable, so powerful!
"Do not test my patience." Qin Heng's gaze grew ever more brilliant, a manifestation of the power of his Divine Soul, capable of suppressing the divine souls of other beings. He said, "Answer my question."
I... The Divine Soul was rebellious at heart, her expression angry. Yet, gazing into Qin Heng's sun-like eyes, which threatened to lt her at any mont, she ultimately cowered. She said, "The Ji royal family, Princess Nanxiang." The Divine Soul gently closed her eyes, as if subrged in mories of the past. With a sigh, she continued, "I am the daughter of King Ji Yan of the Zhou, titled Nanxiang. During the turmoil of the Zhou, the tyrannical Qin acted perversely, forcing my father, the king, to pass away in ditation. Unwilling to submit to Qin, I burned my body and infused myself into an ancient artifact to survive as its Artifact Spirit, lingering to this day."
Qin Heng gave a slight nod. Under the surveillance of my Divine Sense, not a single emotional fluctuation from Nanxiang can escape my perception. Naturally, I can see that everything she said is true. This made sense.
King Ji Yan was, in fact, the last monarch of the Eastern Zhou, King Nan of Zhou, whom I slew in the secret realm of the Battle of Changping. In the actual historical record of the real world, as a monarch of a fallen nation, he had no face to go to the great realm where the Zhou royal family resided and was eventually forced by Qin Country to pass away in ditation. For his daughter to refuse to submit to Qin and to immolate herself to beco an Artifact Spirit was within reason.
Qin Heng withdrew his hand, the golden light in his eyes dispersing. He released Ji Nanxiang and said indifferently, "Do not move recklessly, and I will not suppress you again. Now, tell , what is the ancient artifact you beca infused with, and why did it appear in the ancient tomb in Jizhou?"
"That ancient artifact is actually a shamanic instrunt from the Xia dynasty, equivalent to a Great Saint's Treasure Weapon. Originally trendously powerful, it's a pity that it beca damaged and only retained the ability to heal beings," Ji Nanxiang sighed as she explained, "As for that tomb, the person buried inside is a disciple of the divine Healer Bian Que, nad Zi Rong. Her dical skills were unparalleled. She once served as the chief dical officer in our Zhou dynasty. Unfortunately, her talent in cultivation was limited, and she never managed to beco a Great Saint, spending her life only reaching the Saint Realm."
"So, the person buried in that tomb is Bian Que's disciple, Zi Rong, who did not beco a Saint and passed away when her lifespan was exhausted?" Qin Heng's brow furrowed slightly. This outco sowhat surprised him, or perhaps, left him a bit disappointed.
A Saint's grave, especially one who passed away after a complete life cycle, isn't likely to yield any significant discoveries. I had initially intended to visit the ancient tomb in Jizhou in person, but now it seems unnecessary.
"No," Ji Nanxiang suddenly shook her head, her expression tinged with nostalgia, as she said, "Zi Rong did not pass away from natural causes. After Zhou was lost, she took
away from the royal city, and we secluded ourselves in the mountains.
Later, when the tyrannical Qin swept through various countries and unified the land, countless people were displaced, and epidemics spread. She could not bear her compassionate heart and erged from seclusion with
to help those suffering.
By chance, the King of Qin at that ti—ah, he had already declared himself the First Emperor—was gathering Healers from all over. Zi Rong was discovered and went on to Xianyang to research dicine and alchemy.
During that ti, I witnessed many things. I must admit, although this tyrannical Qin destroyed our Zhou and annihilated other nations, he truly unified the country. He even standardized weights and asures, writing, and language, truly making the land one.
This was an achievent for the ages. Even I have to acknowledge that Ying Zheng truly deserved the title of First Emperor. Later, the Emperor set out on an eastern tour, and Zi Rong and I followed. But, during the tour..."
At this point, her expression suddenly beca fearful, her voice trembling, "The sky cracked open, the earth split apart, and the legendary Nine Nether Evil Demons descended!"
"What!?" Qin Heng was astonished upon hearing this. The twist was too abrupt; he was montarily at a loss for words.
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