Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 1343 Soul Search

The monks who were watching around were all shocked when they saw this, and they started whispering to each other and talking one after another.

One of the older cultivators frowned and said, "It seems this young master is not as simple as he appears. His aura alone can make these powerful Golden Immortals kneel to their knees. It is truly astonishing."

"What a pity." Another young female monk nodded in agreement, "His actions have probably completely offended the Chinese Holy Land. I really don't know how he will end up like this."

While everyone was talking, Lan Caiyi stood quietly behind Lu Chen, her eyes revealing a complex emotion of both admiration and worry.

"Aotian, do you think Lu Chen...is too unfamiliar with us?" She asked through telepathy, with a hint of hesitation in her tone.

Upon hearing this, Li Aotian also glanced at Lu Chen's back, and then replied with his spiritual consciousness: "How could it be, Senior Sister, although Lu Chen's strength is far beyond our imagination, isn't it because of us that he did this?

As for the unfamiliar feeling, I guess it's because we haven't seen him for a long time, so he's a bit unfamiliar. But think about it, if Lu Chen wasn't considering our past relationship, why would he risk offending the Chinese Holy Land and stand up for us?

Hearing Li Aotian's words, Lan Caiyi nodded thoughtfully, but the sense of distance in her heart still lingered.

At the same time, Yan Kui, who was kneeling on the ground, was circulating his immortal energy to resist the pressure on his body. He endured the pain and asked reluctantly:

"You... who are you? Why are you doing this? Do you know the consequences of offending us?"

However, Lu Chen did not answer his question. Instead, his eyes turned cold and he directly used the soul-searching technique.

He just raised his hands slightly, and in an instant, rays of dim light shot out from his fingertips and quickly penetrated into the eyebrows of Yan Kui, Mo Qianshan and more than a dozen others.

At first they tried to resist, but under the crushing of Lu Chen's absolute strength, all resistance was in vain.

As the soul-searching technique progressed, the expressions of Yan Kui, Mo Qianshan and others gradually changed from initial pain to numbness, and finally only empty eyes remained, as if their souls had been pulled out of their bodies.

Although this method of forcibly searching the soul is against the will of heaven, Lu Chen wants to tell the world the attitude of the Chinese Holy Land. He believes that when his identity is announced, it will have a better deterrent effect.

The cultivators watching around had already been shocked to numbness by Lu Chen's methods.

At first, everyone thought he was just a young man who came to seek justice after being wronged, and they watched with a curious attitude.

However, as Lu Chen trampled on the cultivators of the Chinese Holy Land one by one, he now forced more than a dozen Golden Immortal Realm cultivators to use the soul-searching technique at once.

People's views on Lu Chen also changed from initial contempt to immense respect.

The key point is that the careful cultivators discovered that Lu Chen had not really made a move from beginning to end. For a time, there were endless speculations about his true cultivation level.

After a few breaths, through the soul-searching technique, Lu Chen obtained a large amount of evidence about the evil deeds of Yan Kui, Mo Qianshan and others.

Then, Lu Chen circulated his immortal energy and said, "My fellow Daoists of Huaxia Immortal City, my actions today were not impulsive. These people, relying on their status as elders of the Huaxia Holy Land, have committed numerous evil deeds in Huaxia Immortal City, causing widespread complaints. Today, I am here to judge them in front of everyone."

With the blessing of immortal energy, his voice resounded like thunder throughout the sky above the entire Chinese Immortal City. The already bustling city instantly became boiling.

When countless monks heard this voice, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all showed shocked expressions.

Some monks who were practicing suddenly opened their eyes, with a trace of confusion and shock flashing across their faces; while those monks who were strolling in the streets and alleys stopped and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"Did you hear that? Whose voice is that?" A young nun stood on the street, gazing towards the central square in the distance, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "It sounds like something big is about to happen."

"The owner of this voice is very powerful, causing such a big commotion. It must be that some important person has appeared. Let's go and take a look. It seems to come from the central square." Another cultivator said in shock.

"Hurry up and go to the central square. I heard that a powerful person is openly defying the authority of the Chinese Holy Land. If you go too late, there will be no room left."

At the same time, in every corner of the Huaxia Fairy City, whether in the air, on the ground or on the roof, one can see the hurried figures of monks.

Some of them flew directly on their swords, their speed almost turning into a stream of light; some used their body skills to shuttle through the streets like lightning; and some directly teleported, using their magical powers to arrive quickly.

Soon, monks coming from all directions began to gather around the central square.

In the air, groups of monks shuttled between the clouds, their figures were high and low, and their colorful robes shone brightly in the sunlight;

On the ground, the flow of people surged like a tide, monks from different sects and forces gathered together, forming a colorful sea of ​​people;

The rooftops of the surrounding buildings were filled with watching monks, some whispering to each other, while others quietly observed the changing situation below.

As the crowd gathered, word of what had just happened began to spread.

"Have you heard? That cultivator wants to expose the evil deeds of Yan Kui, Zhou Tiannian, Mo Qianshan and more than a dozen others," an old man stood in the crowd, pointing at Lu Chen and whispered.

"What? You said that the young monk wanted to openly challenge the authority of the Chinese Holy Land! Is he crazy? Or has he already disregarded life and death?" another monk asked in surprise.

"This cultivator is quite powerful. I saw with my own eyes that he suppressed Mo Qianshan, Yan Kui and others with his own strength." A middle-aged cultivator in the crowd was telling the people around him what he had seen.

Hearing this, the crowd erupted in an uproar. No one had expected that Lu Chen actually had such strength.

Just as everyone was discussing, Yan Kui, Manager Wang and others saw the monks gathering around them, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Yan Kui's eyes were filled with despair and fear, he realized that things were irreversible.

Steward Wang bit his lips tightly, his eyes flashing with unwillingness, but more of it was a deep fear of the coming judgment.

He never imagined that he just wanted to gain some immortal crystals from the profits of Yuhua Sect, but things would develop to an uncontrollable point...