[Soul Searching Technique]
Lin Ye stood in the center of the battlefield, surrounded by the bodies of the fallen. The stench of blood filled the air, but there was no sense of relief in him. The victory meant little in the grand scheme of his mission. His true goal—finding Wang Bo—still lay far ahead. His eyes locked onto the one remaining Blackstone Hall warrior, a higher-ranking officer. This man, severely injured, was barely conscious but still alive. Without hesitation, Lin Ye walked toward him, gripping his neck with his claws and lifting him off the ground.
"You, tell me the secrets of the Blackstone Hall," Lin Ye's voice was cold, filled with a killing intent that seemed to radiate from him.
However, Lin Ye wasn’t planning to kill the man just yet. He knew that time was of the essence and that this officer might hold the critical information he needed. Drawing on the ancient power awakened within his bloodline, Lin Ye prepared to use a forbidden technique of the demon race—Soul Search.
This technique allowed him to delve deep into the consciousness of another, pulling out their memories and even their most hidden thoughts. Lin Ye’s palm heated as his demonic power gathered, and in an instant, it pressed into the officer’s mind.
[Information on the Base]
As Lin Ye initiated the Soul Search, his consciousness slipped into the officer’s mind. The officer’s face contorted in agony, his eyes filled with unbearable pain, as though his very soul was being torn apart.
Lin Ye’s awareness wove through the officer’s memories, cutting through the fog of confusion, and soon he began to witness flashes of vivid images.
In the depths of the western mountain range, hidden beneath a thick veil of mist, lay a secret base. The members of Blackstone Hall were working frantically there. Lin Ye saw miners being dragged to the base, subjected to endless labor, digging into the earth with a singular focus. They were excavating some kind of mysterious ore that radiated a strange glow, its power palpable even in these brief glimpses.
Among the captured, Lin Ye saw Wang Bo. He looked frail and worn, yet his spirit remained unbroken. Lin Ye could feel the old man’s fierce desire to survive, his hope hanging on by a thread.
These memories surged like a tidal wave, nearly suffocating Lin Ye. He memorized the crucial information, his gaze turning colder with each passing moment.
[Worldly Forces]
As Lin Ye dug deeper into the officer’s psyche, he uncovered a shocking revelation. Blackstone Hall was not acting independently. It was merely a peripheral organization, backed by an even more powerful sect of immortals. These immortals’ influence was vast and far-reaching, with talented disciples working behind the scenes to support Blackstone Hall’s activities. Lin Ye even uncovered a disturbing rumor: the ore that Blackstone Hall was mining was related to certain cultivation materials used by these sects.
This discovery weighed heavily on Lin Ye. He now realized that his path to vengeance would be far more dangerous than he had ever anticipated. The forces behind Blackstone Hall were not merely local thugs—they were connected to some of the most powerful immortal factions in the world.
Despite the overwhelming odds, Lin Ye’s resolve hardened. His vengeance was no longer a personal matter—it was now a battle against a larger conspiracy that threatened to upend the balance of the world itself. With this new understanding, Lin Ye knew that every step forward would be fraught with peril, but he could never stop. Not until he had avenged Wang Bo and unraveled the true depths of this malevolent plot.
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