The moment the jade bottle appeared, Qin Chen's brow flashed. A tidal wave of soul power surged out, instantly covering the entire secret chamber in an invisible, colorless film.
He looked down at the jade bottle in his hand, a cold smile touching his lips. A wisp of Green Lotus Core Flame spilled from his fingertip and formed a translucent barrier of fire around the space before him.
With that done, Qin Chen swept a hand over the bottle's mouth. The green flames sealing it melted away.
The instant the flames vanished, an illusory soul shot out like a startled bird. Without even looking around, he bolted toward the chamber's exit.
"Aaah!"
The shriek filled the chamber as Protector Wu slammed straight into the barrier of fire Qin Chen had prepared.
"Heh, heh, heh... Protector Wu, don't leave so soon."
Qin Chen watched the illusory soul tremble and wail inside the barrier. He tapped its surface with a finger. "I've spent a whole year preparing for this conversation."
A gentle smile hung on his face, but to Protector Wu, he looked utterly sinister—like a fiend who delighted in tormenting souls.
"Kid! What the hell do you want?"
Protector Wu's soul shook violently, yet he still forced out an empty threat. "Every Soul Hall protector leaves a soul imprint in the Hall! If you dare kill me, they'll know! The Soul Hall enforcers will never let you go!"
"Soul Hall?" Qin Chen gave a disdainful snort, as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world.
"Hah! Soul Hall is exactly who I'm after! Forget a lowly Earth-Level Protector like you. One day, even your Hall Master, Hun Mie Sheng, will tremble beneath my feet!"
Boasting cost nothing. Why be polite to a prisoner? He might as well knock the