Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 1461 - 1461 0834 Sir Save Me

Chapter 1461: Chapter 0834: Sir, Save Me Chapter 1461: Chapter 0834: Sir, Save Me Chapter 0834: Sir, Save Me

Facing Shi Haoyuan’s interrogation, several Nascent Soul Masters remained silent.

Shi Haoyuan’s face instantly darkened, and he said angrily, “Have we given you too much respect? One after another, you have lost battles and been captured as prisoners. Now, I have rescued you, and upon asking you a few questions, you even show me disdain. What then? Should I not have rescued you, or do you think you are not obliged to answer my questions?”

The Nascent Soul Masters still refused to speak. They had prepared many plans in advance with Qi Tian, considering various possibilities; however, they had never anticipated that Song He would bring up Shi Haoyuan. Unaware of a Second Level of the Nascent Soul Stage expert secretly infiltrating the secret realm, they might not have submitted to Qi Tian’s tyranny and become his immortal slaves.

Since they had not anticipated this, they also hadn’t devised corresponding contingency plans. If only one of them had appeared before Shi Haoyuan, they might have been able to fabricate a lie. But with so many of them present, and without telepathic abilities among them, it was difficult to concoct a perfect lie in such a short time. They could easily give themselves away. Rather than do that, they preferred to maintain silence from the beginning.

It had been a long time since Shi Haoyuan encountered such a scene. He had never seen anyone feign dumbness to such a degree when faced with his questions. Clenching his teeth, the veins on his temples bulged visibly.

Song He knew Shi Haoyuan well and realized he was angry. He worried that in his anger, Shi Haoyuan might lash out at these Nascent Soul Masters. Although he was certain these masters were no match for Shi Haoyuan, letting Shi Haoyuan injure them could create rifts between them, which would be very disadvantageous for their subsequent actions.

Song He tried to mediate and smooth things over. He said, “Sir, please calm down. You rest for a moment; let me ask them a few questions first. After they have somewhat recovered from their shock, you can question them.”

Shi Haoyuan nodded, waved his hand, and allowed Song He to interrogate them.

Song He’s gaze swept over the faces of the Nascent Soul Masters. With a gentle smile, he said, “Gentlemen, I wonder who among you would like to come forward and talk with me? There are some matters for which I need clear answers.”

The Nascent Soul Master named Li Xinshuang said, “If the others don’t mind, I will speak on behalf of everyone.”

Of course, the other Nascent Soul Masters had no objections. Li Xinshuang, limping, moved past the others to approach Song He. Just moments ago, Shi Haoyuan had struck from hundreds of miles away, and Li Xinshuang was among those who had been injured by that sword’s radiance. His injuries were severe, and if it weren’t for his cultivation at the Nascent Soul Stage, that single strike could have killed or crippled him.

Seeing Li Xinshuang in such a state, Song He quickly took out a medicinal pill and handed it to him, saying, “Sir, you are injured. It might be better to swallow this medicinal pill and heal first. We can continue our conversation once your condition has stabilized.”

Li Xinshuang took the pill, but instead of swallowing it, he stored it away.

Song He watched as Li Xinshuang pocketed the medicinal pill. He was just about to question him when he suddenly felt a murderous intent enveloping him. The source of the killing intent was directly in front of him, and at that moment, the only person standing in front of him was Li Xinshuang.

Song He silently cursed, “Not good,” but before he could react, a cold light suddenly flashed in Li Xinshuang’s hand and thrust towards Song He’s face.

The speed of the cold light was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached about a foot away from Song He’s face. At that moment, a light flashed over Song He’s body, and instantly, a protective barrier appeared around him, securely shielding him.

Song He didn’t know what had happened, but he knew Li Xinshuang might be trying to kill him. He quickly retreated to increase the distance between them, but at that moment, several more flashes of cold light flickered in Li Xinshuang’s hands. Simultaneously, several Nascent Soul stage cultivators standing on the periphery also produced similar cold lights, all shooting towards Song He.

It wasn’t until then that Shi Haoyuan reacted. He shouted, “What are you doing? Do you all want to die?”

While shouting, Shi Haoyuan released the aura from his body and reached out towards Li Xinshuang’s direction, intending to grab and kill her in one move.

Just then, all the Nascent Soul Masters present sprang into action; the majority of them united and pounced on Shi Haoyuan. Only Li Xinshuang continued to launch cold lights towards Song He, as if they cost him nothing.

Song He could clearly see that these cold lights moved rapidly, making it difficult to discern their original forms. But when they hit the protective barrier surrounding him, their speed slowed down, and Song He could finally see what they really were.

They were the teeth of Spirit Beasts, evidently very sturdy, but now they had all become lethal weapons. Under Li Xinshuang’s manipulation, they continuously struck the protective barrier guarding Song He.

This barrier was incredibly strong, and breaking it quickly was not easy, but Li Xinshuang did not cease, continuing to send one Wolf Teeth Knife after another towards Song He.

Song He dared not linger. The protective barrier truly was robust, but its maximum strength was limited, and these barriers had a duration. Once the time was exceeded, the barrier would naturally dissolve, leaving it unable to continue protecting Song He.

Song He turned tail and ran. At that moment, his so-called extreme vision, far superior strategic planning abilities, and other skills couldn’t come into play. The only things that could help him escape were his cultivation level and the magical tools he carried, both of which, fortunately, he had in abundance.

But abundance aside, Song He faced a very real problem even if he intended to flee—it was not guaranteed he could just escape. Several ghost faces, each the size of a head, mysteriously emerged from somewhere and frantically lunged at him.

Song He cried out in desperation, “Sir, save me!”

Shi Haoyuan saw what was happening and wanted to help, but he was already entangled by other Nascent Soul Masters. Each of these Masters fought recklessly, either aiming to exchange blow for blow or life for life with him.