The Soul Searching Technique!

Upon hearing this, the face of the Young Master of Pearfall Palace instantly changed. When did the Great Tang Empire master the Soul Searching Technique?

Indeed, the Great Tang Empire possessed various soul-related techniques, but the Soul Searching Technique had always been a unique method of the Demon Race. Could it be that the Great Tang Empire and the Demon Race had reached some kind of agreement?

The Demon Clan impersonator looked utterly terrified!

Many people in the Martial Realm cultivate soul techniques, but most commonly practiced are defensive ones, followed by offensive techniques. Techniques with special functions, however, are not widely cultivated.

The Soul Searching Technique, for instance, is a unique method controlled by the Demon Race. This is why the Demon Clan impersonator was so agitated at this moment!

This does not mean everyone in the Martial Realm is like this. It’s just that neither the Great Tang Empire nor the Da Yue Empire are much more than nations in the Ninth Region of the Martial Realm, which is to say they are among the most remote powers.

Thus, the resources they could control would naturally be limited!

Now, when Ye Luo mentioned the Soul Searching Technique, the Young Master of Pearfall Palace was filled with disbelief and immediately bellowed, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could you possibly use the Soul Searching Technique? Boy, don’t even think about deceiving me!"

Unfortunately, his reaction betrayed the fact that he had already believed it.

Indeed, it was true. Now that he was already a prisoner, Ye Luo had no reason to deceive him. Intimidation? Was there even a need?

Therefore, since Ye Luo had said so, it was very likely to be true!

But it wasn’t just the Young Master of Pearfall Palace; even the others were extremely shocked. If Ye Luo claimed to possess some other soul technique, they wouldn’t have been so astonished. After all, Ye Luo was a prince—who knew whether the Emperor might have bestowed upon him some special cultivation techniques?

Yet Ye Luo claiming to possess the Soul Searching Technique was something they simply couldn’t accept.

After all, the entire Great Tang Empire likely didn’t have a single person who could master such a wondrous method.

Of course, Ye Luo wasn’t bothered by this. He wanted to finish this task quickly, so he could return and continue researching his Gui Men Thirteen Needles!

Princess Ling Xue did not enter, as the Sky Prison was considered an Ominous Land, particularly for women, who were strictly forbidden to enter.

Thus, Ye Luo had no psychological burden at all. Regardless of how he chose to torment this fellow, Ye Luo certainly wouldn’t pity him!

Ye Luo walked directly to the Young Master of Pearfall Palace and casually placed his hand on the Young Master’s head.

The Young Master struggled violently at this moment, trying to break free from Ye Luo. Unfortunately, his cultivation had been sealed, so how could he possibly escape Ye Luo’s grasp?

Speaking of this sealing power, it was indeed quite useful, and naturally, Ye Luo wouldn’t lift it now—there was no difference between lifting it sooner or later!

As Ye Luo’s gaze shifted, a beam of golden light instantly shot out from his eyes and entered the Young Master’s body. Initially, the Young Master attempted to resist, but alas, once the golden light struck, he was completely powerless!

Ye Luo silently examined the Young Master’s memories, unaware that everyone else had already been scared out of their wits. The Soul Searching Technique—it was truly the Soul Searching Technique!

If even the Ninth Prince possessed the Soul Searching Technique, was there any secret that could still be hidden from him?

At this moment, all the spectators harbored a silent resolve—not to offend Ye Luo!

The more Ye Luo searched, the more astonished he became.

According to the Young Master’s memories, their group infiltrating the Great Tang Empire numbered more than three hundred individuals. These spies were scattered throughout the empire, each lying low in different locations. Their mission was to continuously find suitable targets and bring them under control.

Either through exploiting weaknesses to manipulate them, or directly using secret techniques to turn specific individuals into puppets. Furthermore, for highly important targets, they would even summon members of the Demon Clan from within Da Yue’s borders to replace them!

The Young Master himself was one of their leaders, with a staggering wealth of critical information in his hands.

Ye Luo silently memorized this information before quietly leaving the Sky Prison.

By the time he stepped out, the Young Master of Pearfall Palace lay crippled on the ground, clearly reduced to a mindless fool.

Of course, Ye Luo didn’t forget to reclaim his sealing power—it was far too useful, and Ye Luo wasn’t about to simply squander it.

"I need to meet His Majesty; could you help deliver the message?"

Upon stepping out of the prison, Ye Luo addressed the Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Punishment.

The official was slightly stunned—Ye Luo was a prince, yet he was asking him, a minor official, to relay a message?

Naturally, he had no idea that Ye Luo was actually a fake prince. While the Emperor of Great Tang might favor Ye Luo and treat him well, Ye Luo wasn’t foolish enough to become arrogant. Who knew what was on the Emperor’s mind?

Having watched historical dramas while on Earth, Ye Luo knew well that emperors had a tendency to kill on a whim!

It’s far better to remain cautious.

Ye Luo quietly walked to the outside of the main hall but did not step inside. Instead, he stood there casually, resembling an idle onlooker.

Some palace attendants who didn’t recognize him looked at him with curiosity. Fortunately, he was accompanied by Yun Liancheng and Princess Ling Xue, so no one dared stir up trouble.

Otherwise, with Ye Luo’s demeanor, he might well have been directly chased away!

Suddenly, voices echoed out.

"Summon Ninth Prince Ye Luo to the audience!"

"Summon Ninth Prince Ye Luo to the audience!"

The voices rang out repeatedly, transmitted from place to place. In truth, one strong individual could have loudly shouted and sufficiently conveyed the message, but it was needlessly complicated.

Still, Ye Luo gleaned from this spectacle a deeper understanding of the Great Tang Emperor’s character—he loved grandeur and pomp, and enjoyed making an impression!

Otherwise, why go through all this trouble for something that could be done so easily? What other purpose, if not to flaunt his extravagance?

Upon hearing the summons, Ye Luo finally walked toward the hall.

The audience hall of the Great Tang Empire, named the Tang Hall, bore the nation’s name. Its significance was that all matters of state were decided within.

At this moment, hundreds of ministers and three princes were already present within the Tang Hall.

Clearly, these individuals had been summoned following the news of Ye Luo capturing the Demon Clan impersonator.

The impersonators of the Demon Clan were no secret to the Royal Family, given that even the Border Guards were aware. However, lacking concrete evidence, no one dared raise the matter frivolously. Such revelations would cause massive upheaval.

Now that Ye Luo had captured an impersonator, this matter could no longer be concealed.

Ye Luo walked step by step into the hall until he reached its central location. Yet he did not kneel.

Though etiquette dictated he bow to the Emperor, it would take someone truly extraordinary to compel Ye Luo to kneel—at least as of now, no such person existed.

"Your loyal subject, Ye Luo, greets Your Majesty!"

"Haha, my son, there’s no need for such formalities. Someone, bring him a seat! My son has achieved such a great accomplishment today—sit next to your elder brother and listen to the proceedings. Also, remember to refer to yourself as ’Your Son’ instead of ’Your Subject’ in the future!"