In the trench.
Huangfu Lin was wrapped like a rice dumpling in densely packed golden chains, with only his head exposed.
He was speaking when...
Suddenly.
Huangfu Lin lowered his head. The pressure around him vanished in an instant, and not even the slightest ripple of soul remained within his shell.
Seeing this.
Ao Yuan knew he had been played by this human Golden Core Mortal Cultivator.
Clearly, the man had never intended to betray anyone. Everything had merely been to buy time so he could activate a secret art that extinguished his own soul.
Likewise!
That earlier look of inner struggle had all been an act for him to see.
Or rather, from the very moment he was captured, this man had never planned to survive.
He knew full well that once captured by enemy demons, surviving was a difficult prospect—a faint and distant hope.
That was why he had never believed this Crown Prince's words.
Nor had he been tempted by the promise of being released.
Ao Yuan, who had worn a cold expression before, now had his face turn completely black.
Seeing this.
The Golden Carp Demon cautiously glanced at Ao Yuan and said softly, "Crown Prince, I've heard that human Mortal Cultivators find it difficult to trust outsiders. Even among relatives and close friends, their guard is extremely heavy!"
Hearing those utterly irrelevant words, Ao Yuan instantly understood something.
This Golden Carp Demon certainly had a twisted way of thinking.
Am I the sort of person with a narrow mind?
Then.
Ao Yuan beckoned with a hand, and the golden chains clattered as they released the corpse whose soul had already perished!
Golden light flashed, and the chains flew into his palm.
With a turn of his hand!
The golden chain vanished!
With a sweep of