Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 623 Standoff

The chilling, surging power of the underworld, like an invisible storm, instantly swept through the entire Hengye Palace.

The eerie blue flames hanging at the four corners of the palace flickered wildly, their light fading and emitting mournful cries.

The intricate crimson patterns on Si Yuan's skirt seemed to come alive, subtly flowing and reflecting the cold light of the eerie datura flower in her hair, making her appear even more like a madwoman.

King Hengye of Qin sat upright on the cold, dark jade throne at the head of the table, his face ashen.

Instead of weakening, her aura intensified, rivaling Si Yuan's overwhelming power.

Boom! A silent roar of energy reverberated through the void.

Space was like a lake surface tossed with a giant rock, violently distorted and rippling!

The entire enormous Yama Palace creaked under its own weight.

The underworld officials, including Ox-Head and Horse-Face, were already prostrate on the ground, their souls trembling, almost on the verge of collapse under the crushing aura of the two supreme beings.

The hooked remnant soul of Qin Tian was like a candle flame in a storm, on the verge of being extinguished at any moment. On the verge of death, his eyes were filled with fanaticism as he looked at Si Yuan.

That was his only lifeline.

The killing intent and rage clashed fiercely in the silent space. Time seemed to stand still in the hall, with only two completely different and overwhelming powers clashing wildly, on the verge of completely collapsing and getting out of control!

At this critical moment...

"Hehehe... Why are you two colleagues going to such lengths? Are you really going to tear down Hengye Hall for a mere shameless scoundrel?"

A voice, smooth yet deep, with a strange penetrating power, pierced through the silence at just the right moment, instantly breaking the suffocating stalemate.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the palace.

The newcomer was dressed in black, and his every move was heavy and solemn.

She was tall and slightly plump, with a smiling face, but her narrow eyes gleamed with a shrewdness that seemed to have seen through the ways of the world.

He was none other than the King of Qin, known for his maturity, prudence, ability to resolve difficult cases, and exceptional mediation skills among the ten kings of the Qin palace.

She walked with seemingly leisurely steps, and in a few steps she entered the heart of the storm.

The two terrifying pressures that were about to explode were quietly dissipated and absorbed by a harmonious and powerful force when they approached within three feet of her, as if they had encountered an invisible vortex.

She smiled and cupped her hands in a respectful gesture to Hengye and Siyuan respectively, saying, "Calm down, calm down."

The King of Qin's gaze swept over Qin Tian's dying remnant soul, then looked at Mian Hengye and Si Yuan, his smile unchanged.

"Si Yuan cherishes talent and values ​​relationships. Heng Ye, in charge of criminal law, is impartial and incorruptible, and serves as the cornerstone of our underworld's legal system, which is truly admirable!"

"But today's matter concerns the danger of the ferry capsizing and the annihilation of hundreds of souls. It would be satisfying to kill only this one dying soul, but this soul is clearly unwilling. I, the Ten Kings of Qin, cannot be known as someone who treats souls like dirt."

She leaned forward slightly and lowered her voice.

"In my humble opinion, why don't we... bring the two people he's implicated here and confront them face to face?"

"Firstly, it will bring the truth to light before our eyes. Secondly... we can also see if there are other 'strange ghosts' on that ferry, as Qin Tian said. If we accidentally release a major threat that will cause trouble in our territory in the future, wouldn't that be shooting ourselves in the foot? It would be a loss."

Ran Nie's words were incisive and to the point.

The mad crimson in Si Yuan's eyes subsided slightly. She snorted coldly, unwilling but unable to refute Ran Nie's pride.

On a whim, using those two to exonerate Qin Tian might be a better strategy.

Hengye's icy aura also subsided somewhat.

What Ran Nie said makes sense; the ferry capsizing is indeed strange.

As she is in charge of criminal law, she should investigate carefully and never overlook any loopholes that could harm the underworld.

After a brief exchange of glances, Hengye finally loosened his grip on the gavel, and spoke coldly, his voice echoing throughout the hall:

"Very well. Ran Nie's words make sense. Ox-Head and Horse-Face, have the judge issue the soul-summoning edict!"

Her icy gaze swept over Si Yuan.

"I want to see what kind of person Qin Tian calls the 'culprit' really looks like."

The King of Qin, with a beaming smile, clapped his hands and said, "Excellent!"

She didn't forget to smile and "reassur" Qin Tian on the ground: "Young brother, bear with it for now, and we'll see how things go in a moment."

Si Yuan did not answer, but only snorted coldly. His blood-red robe fluttered without wind, and his chilling gaze was directed towards the deep, dark depths outside the hall.

Two scrolls of soul-summoning edicts, representing the will of the King of Qin and engraved with complex runes, materialized out of thin air, carrying with them a biting wind and ghostly fire, and vanished into the underworld in an instant.

On the cold, dark bricks of the palace, two bottomless, chilling vortexes suddenly appeared.

At the center of the vortex, space twisted and fluctuated, and two figures, enveloped by an invisible force, slowly emerged.

It was Qin Jiyu and Lei Jiao'er.

“Qin…King Qin…” Lei Jiao’er felt a blur before her eyes, and her gaze fell upon three figures sitting high on the throne, exuding endless pressure. Her legs immediately went weak.

With a "thud," he fell to the ground, trembling, not daring to lift his head even slightly.

Qin Jiyu's face didn't show much expression. He looked at the three people in front of him, and his eyelids twitched.

really!

Just as he had guessed, the three men looked exactly like the three portraits hanging in the Qin family ancestral hall.

The Qin family's prodigy who perished in the Black Phoenix Cave back then, unexpectedly, became a palace deity in the underworld who held the power of life and death.

Is this past closely related to Youyou's past?

Sensing the scrutinizing gaze of this young man, the three Qin kings all frowned in unison, a surge of rage, as if they had been desecrated by an ant, engulfing their souls.

Ran Nie and Heng Ye had cold and solemn expressions, but they did not directly vent their anger.

Qin Tian, ​​who was slumped on the ground beside him, held on to his last breath like a dying lackey, and shouted fiercely, "It's this wicked soul! He's the one who got on the ship! This guy has some nerve, refusing to kneel before the Divine Lord!"

There was not a trace of gentleness in Si Yuan's eyes, nor even a hint of disdain for further words. He simply raised his hand and said, "Outrageous disrespect, you deserve to die!"

The terrifying power of the underworld instantly enveloped Qin Jiyu.

The way they acted clearly showed they didn't care about questioning and just wanted to crush this disrespectful ant on the spot!

Qin Jiyu raised an eyebrow and a mocking smile appeared on her lips: "Such an air of authority!"

Lei Jiao'er, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled violently upon hearing this.

She raised her eyes in horror, staring incredulously at the figure standing ramrod straight beside her!

Qin Jiyu...

How dare he?

How dare he so brazenly provoke the supreme authority of the Ten Kings of Qin?

That is a divine ruler! The supreme being who governs this place and whom all souls bow before!

Let alone that he was just an ordinary member of the Qin family, even if he were a war god expert from the second level of heaven who had fallen, he would still have to bow down before such divine might in this Netherworld.

Intense fear, like ice water poured over her head, caused Lei Jiao'er's body, which was already trembling like a withered leaf in the wind, to shake even more violently.

The surging Netherworld power of King Qin Siyuan has already arrived.

She closed her eyes in despair, clenching her teeth, unable to bear watching the horrific scene that was about to unfold before her eyes.

A feeling of indescribable bitterness welled up in my heart.

This madman... knowing it was a dead end, still jumped into that dark vortex to be with her.

Not for any other reason than to be her witness.

But she could only watch helplessly as his soul dissipated, unable to do anything about it.