The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 4418: Black Gold Threat

"Kill me. This woman will be tortured to death by the Prism Secret Technique, but you can rest assured that she will die happily in the paradise of her own imagination!"

Wu Jin sneered morbidly, as if he was certain that Qin Yun would not take action.

The unconscious Frost Dew was lying quietly not far away. Her eyebrows were slightly open, her lips were bloodless, and her face gradually turned pale. Her life was in danger at any time.

Qin Yun's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and his body became weak due to the huge amount of energy poured into it, and he was at risk of exhaustion.

He had to make a decision as soon as possible, whether to kill Wu Jin while he still had strength, or to spare his life and force him to tell him how to crack the Prism Technique in order to save Shuanglu. Seeing that Qin Yun was hesitant to make a move, Wu Jin chuckled and said, "Is it difficult to make a decision? Only I know how to crack the Prism Technique. Come and kill me, kill me!"

Hesitantly, Qin Yun's gaze fell on the battlefield below again.

As reinforcements from the entire country of Daxia arrived, the disciples of Lenghuan Sect were quickly defeated. The disciples who had surrounded Qin Rui had their defense line torn open by the Heavenly Army, and were surrounded and fell into danger.

On the battlefield, disciples of Lenghuan Sect were wailing everywhere. If this continued, soon all the disciples of Lenghuan Sect would be completely wiped out.

In such a situation, no reinforcements arrived from the Lenghuan Sect. The only two powerful ones were Elder Wu Jin and a powerful being who could sense the Lenghuan Avenue.

Qin Yun quickly understood that at this moment, Lenghuan Sect was still in seclusion, and Wu Jin and Da Neng were only responsible for staying behind.

Thinking of this, Qin Yun said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid you're not the only one who knows this. Even if all the other members of the Prism Sect are in seclusion, aren't there still you and one powerful person left? Doesn't he know how to crack the Prism Secret Technique?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of guilt flashed across Wu Jin's eyes for a moment, but it quickly disappeared. Despite this, Qin Yun still caught it.

"Oh, I told you that I'm the only one who knows, how could I lie to you?"

Wu Jin replied while pretending to be calm, an ominous premonition suddenly arose.

Qin Yun no longer hesitated, raised the Ding Qin Sword, and asked sternly: "I will give you one last chance. The method to crack the Prism Secret Technique, do you want to tell me or not? If you know what's good for you, you may still have a chance, but if you insist on being stubborn, I don't mind asking that powerful person for clarification!"

Then, Qin Yun added: "You'd better think it over carefully. Not everyone is as upright as you. You don't want to live, but there are many people who don't want to die."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Jin's arrogance disappeared, because he was very sure that he was not the only one who knew how to crack the secret technique. Neither he nor the great power was a match for Qin Yun at this moment. Regarding the method of cracking the prism secret technique, whoever spoke first would have a better chance of survival. As long as there is green mountains, there is no need to worry about lack of firewood. The Prism Illusion Sect is now in seclusion on a large scale. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Only by surviving can there be a chance of revenge.

Wu Jin held on to the last glimmer of hope and asked tentatively: "I can tell you, but you must stop fighting!"

Qin Yun was stunned: "Where is Gu Chuntang!"

"His Majesty!"

Gu Chuntang came over, bowed and said, looking at Wu Jin who was knocked down, his eyes widened: "Your Majesty, it was him! When the prince was surrounded, it was he who adopted the method of encirclement without strangulation, torturing the prince step by step into the encirclement, but at the same time, if it weren't for his arrogance, the prince would have had a hard time holding on until reinforcements arrived."

Qin Yun frowned slightly when he heard this: "Is there such a thing? Wu Jin, if I spare your life, it would be too unfair to the soldiers of Da Xia who have fought bravely in the battle!" After learning the truth, Qin Yun immediately came up with a plan. He looked at Gu Chuntang and said, "Take Wu Jin to the front battlefield."

As Qin Yun joined the frontal battlefield, the already defeated disciples of Lenghuan Sect fell into deep despair. They were assigned to guard the sect while the sect master was in seclusion.

But what they never expected was that after several years, the first opponent they fought against would be the Great Xia Empire, and they even trapped the opponent's prince in front of their position.

At this time, Zhu Qiming, a powerful man from the Lenghuan Sect who was fighting desperately, found that Wu Jin was captured by Qin Yun and his group. His heart instantly sank and he began to become panic-stricken.

Qin Rui was rescued by the heavenly army, and returned to the rear with Long Xiao and He Ya to meet Qin Yun.

"Father." Qin Rui blamed himself, "It was my son's misjudgment. I didn't expect the other side to be so strong. It was my son who harmed the Azure Dragon Black Tortoise Army. I am willing to take all the responsibility! Please don't blame Generals Long Xiao and He Ya."

Qin Yun remained indifferent upon hearing this. He would decide the consequences of this war after returning to the imperial capital.

What he had to do now was to rescue Frost Dew from danger. He watched Frost Dew blocking the colorful glare for him. He had to repay this kindness.

Qin Yun said nothing, his face as calm as if he was hanging over the battle line, and he looked directly at Zhu Qiming and shouted.

"Wu Jin has already surrendered, why are you still struggling? Are you so naive as to think that you two can resist the wrath of the Great Xia Empire with just your disciples?"

Zhu Qiming was furious, but the facts were before him: Wu Jin was captured, his disciples were defeated, and he was helpless.

Facing Qin Yun's reminder, Zhu Qiming retorted sharply: "So what? Even if I know that I cannot defeat Da Xia, I will stick to it until the last moment and protect the Linghuan Sect's position!"

Qin Yun said calmly: "Just you? If you have half the intelligence of Wu Jin, you should make the same choice as him."

Zhu Qiming's sight fell on Wu Jin, who was seriously injured at this time and was controlled by Gu Chuntang. He looked angry and wanted to remind the other party not to believe Qin Yun's lies.

But there was nothing he could do, and he couldn't make any sound. Seeing this, Zhu Qiming's already complicated mood became even more uneasy.

Even Wu Jin has surrendered to Daxia, so what's the point of him staying here?

"Wu Jin, have you really surrendered to Da Xia? When the Sect Master comes out of seclusion, do you know what you will face? Do you really believe that you can withstand the Sect Master's wrath with the help of the Da Xia Empire?"

Zhu Qiming asked, and Qin Yun replied calmly: "Don't make these fearless struggles. As long as you hand over the method to crack the prism secret technique, I can spare your life."

Time was running out and Qin Yun no longer had time to continue chatting with Zhu Qiming.

The soldiers of Daxia continued to advance, and they were almost consuming the front line of the disciples of the Prism Sect. Zhu Qiming and Qin Yun were in the same mood at the moment, and they didn't want to drag it out any longer. But soon, Zhu Qiming found something strange and asked in confusion: "Wait, you want to crack the secret technique of the prism? Wu Jin has chosen to surrender, why would he not want to tell you? It's a trick!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Yun's anger soared. He originally wanted to exchange peace for Shuanglu's survival, but the people from Lenghuan Sect simply couldn't understand what he meant.