"Tell me, who ordered you to do that?"
"I'll tell you everything, just don't hurt me."
Hearing the words of the man in front of him, Si Yun was speechless. What did he mean? He didn't even try to be tough, did he? How could he be so spineless? How did he train the person behind this? Didn't he have a Deadpool at home?
"Who ordered you to do this?"
"If I tell the truth, can you spare my life? It's not easy for me to cultivate to become a Soul King. I don't want to die so easily."
"Yes, as long as what you say is true, we can let you go after we verify it. But if you tell lies, sometimes you might as well be dead."
"Yes, I know. Actually, I am from the Holy Son Alliance."
Hearing each other's words, Si Yun and Nihuang looked at each other, and several centipedes appeared in his hands.
....
The next day.
Early in the morning, Si Yun walked out of the dungeon while stretching his arms.
After a night of severe torture, these guys finally confessed that they were Bishop Clays's men. Bishop Clays was a level 78 Soul Saint and a direct subordinate of Oklem. Now the matter was very clear. Just as they guessed, it was Oklem's men who did it.
"What should we do next? Collect evidence?" Nihuang asked.
"Why collect evidence? We're just not sure if this old guy did it. There's no need to collect evidence for this matter. Let's just find out what he's done over the years and gather all the evidence of his crimes until we can execute him."
Since the other party has attacked him, Si Yun has no reason to let this guy go.
The other party is only ruining his reputation now. In the future, in order to eliminate this threat to him and support Hu Liena to take the position, he will probably do something very extreme.
And if Nihuang's guess is correct, his existence itself is a threat to Hu Liena.
"Okay, I understand."
Nihuang immediately arranged for people to investigate.
And Klaus has arrived at Oklem's mansion.
"Sir, my three men have been captured by Nihuang Douluo."
"What? You can't be more cautious in your actions? You're such a loser! Are your three men's mouths tight?"
After Oklem finished speaking, he found that Klaus kept his head down and didn't say anything. It was obvious that the three guys didn't have very good words.
"Can't you use someone more reliable?"
"However, I don't have that many powerful subordinates. Letting these three Soul Kings go also has a higher success rate. I really didn't expect that the three of them would be so unreliable."
"It's no use talking about this now. Just take care of this first. I'll rescue you later."
"Ah, sir, this."
"What's this? Would I cut off my own arm to save you?"
After hearing what Oklem said, Clays hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed: "Okay then."
"Go back, don't stay here any longer."
"yes..."
After saying that, he followed Oklem, left his yard, and returned to his mansion. At this time, Si Yun was consulting Bibi Dong about this matter.
"Just do whatever you want. These termites will have to be cleaned up sooner or later anyway. Just consider it as an experience for you."
"yes!"
After getting Bibi Dong's approval, Si Yun immediately led his men to Klaus's house. Klaus had done countless dirty work for Oklem over the years. If they arrested him, they could force him to tell them a lot of things.
When they were brought to Klaus's mansion, Klaus had already been waiting at home. Seeing that only Si Yun came with some ordinary soul masters, Klaus suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Nihuang Douluo didn't come, this matter would be much easier to handle.
"Sir, how come you have time to come to me, a little bishop?"
"Cardinal Clays, I think you should know what you have done. Do you still need me to remind you?"
"I don't understand what you are saying, Lord Saint. I really don't understand what I have done wrong that requires such a large force to come and arrest me."
"I don't want to waste my time talking to you. Come with us."
As he spoke, the people around Si Yun were about to take the other party away, but the next second, Klaus was possessed by his martial spirit. A spear appeared in his hand, and yellow, purple, and black spirit rings appeared on his body. He directly shot the two people close to him and sent them flying.
Seeing this, Si Yun narrowed his eyes and said, "Bishop Clays, we caught three petty thieves yesterday, and they have already admitted that you are the main culprit. You'd better not resist now, and don't try to outmaneuver me."
"Haha, Lord Saint, please don't put such a baseless accusation on me. I won't go with you. If you have the guts, take me away by force today!"
"Oh, that's what you said, get out of the way."
Seeing Si Yun's actions, Klaus suddenly laughed. Although he knew that Si Yun was able to defeat the powerful Soul Emperor when he was a Soul Sect, and he knew that he was now a Soul King, he did not think that Si Yun, the little Soul King, could defeat himself, a Soul Saint. After all, the gap in strength between a Soul Saint and a Soul Emperor was like a chasm.
Could it be that the spirit's true form is completely on a different level? No matter how powerful the Son of God is, how could he possibly defeat a Soul Saint like me?
This is his current mental journey.
The next second, Si Yun's martial spirit possessed him. Looking at Si Yun, whose only left leg was not covered, Klaus felt an extremely strong sense of oppression. However, he was still immersed in the fantasy that the Soul King could never defeat the Soul Sage who possessed the true form of a martial spirit.
However, he also knew that if he did not use his spirit body, he would most likely not be a match for Si Yun.
"Seventh Soul Skill! Dragon Spear True Form!"
After he finished speaking, a huge figure appeared on the spear in Klaus's hand, as if carrying an unstoppable momentum.
Then Klaus rushed towards Si Yun like a dragon emerging from the sea.
“Klang!”
The harsh sound of metal colliding.
Looking at the tip of his gun being pinched, Klaus's face was full of disbelief.
Si Yun was marveling at the power of the external soul bone. Without using any skills, his right hand was equivalent to that of a level 88 Soul Douluo, far from being something that the little Soul Saint in front of him could boast of.
As Si Yun exerted more force with his right hand, Klaus felt as if his spear was welded to Si Yun's hand and he was completely unable to move.
Cold sweat broke out on Klaus's head. No wonder Si Yun was so calm. It turned out that the battle was over the moment it started.
Afterwards, Klaus clearly saw that a crack appeared on his Dragon King Spear. The opponent was about to crush his martial soul!
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