Chapter 310: Soul Jade Plates Shattered

The stronger a cultivator became, the sharper their intuition grew. For those who had reached the Great Emperor Realm, anyone who posed a threat to them, as long as even a hint of murderous intent was revealed, no matter how far apart they may be, as long as they were in the same world, a mutual sense arose.

As for beings even more powerful than those in the Great Emperor Realm, it was said that the True Immortal Realm masters couldn’t even be addressed by their true names. Anyone who dared to speak their name, even if they were separated by a realm, could be sensed by the other party.

Although Qin Ziteng was not a True Immortal Realm or Great Emperor Realm powerhouse, he trusted his intuition deeply, for it never lied. Since he felt such foreboding now, something must have gone awry! Yet for the moment, he could not pinpoint the issue exactly.

“Although Su Chen has heaven-sent talent, he’s still only at the Quasi-Saint Realm… No matter his combat prowess, he shouldn’t threaten two saints. But if it’s not Su Chen, then…” At this thought, Qin Ziteng’s eyes narrowed, a glint flashing as he murmured in dread, “Could it be…something happened inside the Demon Slaying Altar?”

Ambushing Su Chen there was extremely risky since no one could guarantee whether Su Chen or the terrifying existence within the altar would arrive first. If the two saints provoked the terrifying existence within the altar before Su Chen’s arrival… the Qin family and the Spirit Race would suffer tremendously. Just as Qin Ziteng hesitated on whether to inform the Qin family’s quasi-emperor, a figure flew over, tearing through space rapidly. This elder was at the peak stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm, guarding the Qin family’s Soul Jade Plates. Normally unhurried, now his expression was filled with disbelief. Seeing this, unease swelled within Qin Ziteng.

“Patriarch, terrible news!” The elder exclaimed upon reaching the hall, voice steeped in shock.

“What happened?” Qin Ziteng suppressed his disquiet and asked solemnly.

“Shortly the time it took half an incense stick to burn ago, the Soul Jade Plates of our Qin family’s saint and several Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses… shattered!” The elder was pale-faced. He couldn’t believe the Soul Jade Plate of a saint had shattered, along with those of several Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses all at once.

In a thousand years, this rarely occurred anymore. Their Qin family seldom lost Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses at this time, and he couldn’t even recall the last time a Saint Realm powerhouse from their Qin family had fallen outside. In general circumstances, their Qin family’s saints only experienced natural passing and did not perish outside. This was the first such case he’d seen in managing the Soul Jade Plates for more than a thousand years.

None dared openly attack their Qin family, let alone a saint of theirs. Yet now, the Soul Jade Plates of a saint and multiple Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses simultaneously shattered. This signified everyone being secretly wiped out in an instant. Even the saint could not escape.

“All shattered…” Qin Ziteng froze in disbelief.

“And at the same time,” the elder added bitterly. Unaware back then of the Qin family and the Spirit Race’s alliance against Su Chen, now the elder felt a great enemy was retaliating against them. And the death of that saint… His intuition said was only the beginning.

Qin Ziteng’s expression was complicated. He had guessed the saint’s death was related to the Demon Slaying Altar. Yet that it truly occurred was shocking. The loss of a saint and several Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses was too much, even for a prosperous clan like their Qin family.

Whether the saint’s fall was connected to Su Chen never crossed his mind. In his view, Su Chen should still be en route. Even if he was already at the Altar, how could a Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouse prevail over two saints?

“Patriarch?” The elder eyed Qin Ziteng strangely. His intuition hinted that the patriarch knew something, though he dared not ask.

“It’s nothing.” Qin Ziteng dismissed, unwilling to elaborate. When two major forces joined hands with several other formidable factions to confront Su Chen, their people met their demise before even encountering Su Chen. Such an incident was certainly not a matter of pride. Such news would greatly damage the Qin family’s reputation and those involved. Even to a Qin family’s elder, Qin Ziteng would not disclose this matter. action

“Any word from the Spirit Race?” he asked, composing himself.

“The Spirit Race?” The elder frowned, looking suspiciously. “Oddly, just as our saint fell, they seemed to lose a saint too. Moreover…” Here he paused, gazing at Qin Ziteng with a complex expression.

“Go on!” Qin Ziteng’s heart jolted at this, a hint of urgency in his tone.

“Moreover, it seemed the Spirit Race Patriarch had also met an unexpected fate!” the elder said in a deep voice. The Qin family had a marital alliance with the Spirit Race. If the Spirit Race Patriarch had perished, then the Qin family would naturally be concerned to some extent. Moreover, the relationship between the Qin family’s head and the Spirit Race Patriarch was quite extraordinary.

“Their Patriarch too?” Qin Ziteng froze, his face instantly pale. After some time, he waved weakly. “1 see, you may leave.”

The elder eyed Qin Ziteng strangely again before departing. By now, he was certain the family head knew something yet chose not to divulge it. As such, the elder did not pry further. Given their status, questioning rashly might even bring censure. He naturally did not care to participate in this thankless task..