Chapter 356: Chapter 356: Shadow of the Mind

New York Airport.

Not just Cold Prince, even Lingling felt the atmosphere was off. Lu Jun’s actions toward a stranger boy were clearly excessive.

Just casually touching someone’s head or face would be inappropriate; normal people wouldn’t do that. And judging by his method, it was aggressive, as if harboring deep hatred. And he even had the boy call him “godfather” upon first meeting?

Lingling felt this undermined Lu Jun’s usual demeanor. She glanced at the violet-eyed boy who was gritting his teeth—could there be something wrong with him?!

She was sharp and subtly stepped behind Lu Jun. After all, they were all from Clear Sky Demon Hunting Agency; if anything happened, Senior Brother Lu would handle it.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jun sensed the monstrous creature inside Cold Prince stirring, about to break free and wreak havoc on the world. He executed a high-level containment maneuver.

Immediately, he withdrew his hands, smiling apologetically, “Ah, sorry. I’m used to it; when I see a handsome boy, I can’t help but pat him.”

Hearing this, Cold Prince forcibly suppressed his anger. It was best not to act in the airport. And… “pat”? His anus tightened, veins bulging on his forehead as he glared at Lu Jun, leaving Lingling wide-eyed.

After admiring the boy’s disgusted expression, Lu Jun didn’t give Cold Prince a chance to react. He grabbed Lingling and swiftly slipped out of the airport.

Cold Prince was nearly about to explode with rage, wishing he could tear Lu Jun to pieces. Angrily, he said to Chigu, “I want this person tortured to death.”

Meanwhile, Lu Jun brought Lingling to a safe location. Although he intended to deal with Cold Prince, he needed to ensure the little one was safe, avoiding harm to innocent bystanders.

Besides, Lingling was the granddaughter of his powerful backing, the old man Bao. At only ten years old, with no cultivation, if she died during a confrontation with Cold Prince, it would be impossible to explain.

“That violet-eyed boy… is he a problem? A member of the Black Vatican? A Deacon? Or an Inquisitor?”

Lingling naturally didn’t believe Lu Jun’s stories. She knew he had unclear relationships with several women and was probably teasing the boy. Clever as she was, she recalled Mo Fan being targeted by the Black Vatican executioner and asked by analogy.

Lu Jun nodded. “Exactly. In any case, leave quickly. This matter is beyond your imagination.”

After saying this, he turned and left, preparing to confront Cold Prince properly.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Lingling wanted to join such exciting matters, but seeing Lu Jun decisively leave, she realized he wouldn’t take her along. She pouted, “Such a twisted sense of fun.”

Buzz buzz buzz!

At this moment, Lu Jun walked with his eyes closed. His forehead glowed as immense spiritual power overflowed, forming layered azure ripples radiating outward. Within the contract space, the Mermaid Spirit’s transparent mental light also merged in, further boosting his strength.

Around him, a vertical-pupil, brain-piercing illusory constellation appeared: the high-level psychic spell Soul Control · Hidden Shadow!

This was a high-tier Level 2 psychic spell, transforming the rigid controlling method of Soul Capturing into a subtle, hard-to-detect influence over the subconscious.

Similar to how the ancient kingly armor subtly releases negative emotions to distort personality, Hidden Shadow manipulated the subconscious silently, controlling behavior unnoticed—extremely terrifying.

After all, while it could be forcibly countered openly, there was no defense from the shadows.

Lu Jun, having continuously broken through in the psychic and spiritual realms, had planted the Lifan Flower mark, significantly boosting resistance to the ancient kingly armor’s mental erosion over these months.

Now, using Hidden Shadow, he silently enveloped the entire airport with psychic fluctuations.

All passersby and staff unconsciously moved away from Cold Prince and Chigu’s vicinity.

Soon, the airport became sparse, everyone retreating to safety.

At first, Cold Prince and Chigu didn’t notice anything. Suddenly, the violet-eyed boy’s face went pale. He clutched his chest, growling, “Damn monster, quiet down!”

He didn’t understand why the evil magic within him was stirring.

Immediately, the throbbing pain awakened Cold Prince’s mind. The world before him cleared, allowing him to see reality. He realized something was wrong: “Wait, where are the pedestrians?”

Cold Prince finally understood—this was an evil magic warning. Danger had arrived.

Beside him, Chigu, alerted by Cold Prince, suddenly awoke from his daze, his expression changing slightly: “Could it be that the Temple has tracked our location?”

Hmph! The violet-eyed boy was extremely irritated. He snorted coldly, reached to the back of his head, and with a grasp in midair, forcibly pulled out a semi-transparent, twisted spirit entity from deep within his skull.

The soul was distorted and weak, looking like a chaotic mass of memories. Its face was unmistakably Cold Prince’s, only far more sinister.

Seeing this, Cold Prince’s expression hardened. He directly crushed the residual soul; poof—it shattered into thousands of threads of soul power and vanished into the air, leaving his face slightly pale.

He said slowly, “And this… Hidden Soul Shadow! A highly skilled psychic mage is affecting us, likely reaching transcendent-level mastery.”

High-level psychic Soul Control can be extremely cruel when used well, silently planting Hidden Shadow in the victim, which grows and strikes back at a critical moment without any awareness.

The two promptly eliminated the mental threat, cautiously scanning the empty surroundings.

Finally, a mysterious man cloaked in shadows stepped forward. It was Lu Jun, disguised in new attire for the assassination. Using the Shadow ability of the Night Thunder Dream Beast, he remained practically undetectable.

Cold Prince’s eyes glinted sharply. He shouted, “Who are you? A lackey of the Temple?”

“I keep my surname and name unchanged. I am Shen Mingxiao of the Temple. Cold Prince, you’ve committed a crime. Today, you will not leave New York.”

Lu Jun’s face remained calm, exuding righteous authority as he bellowed.

For a moment, Cold Prince was truly shocked. His heart trembled—how did he even know his true identity?!

Buzz buzz buzz!

Taking advantage of Cold Prince’s brief distraction, Lu Jun decisively struck first. His eyes radiated brilliance—one azure, one dim silver—exuding majestic authority: “Time, Illusion!”

He immediately unleashed a major attack. He deeply understood that when facing a Supreme Monarch Level foe, there could be no hesitation.

The void suddenly erupted, ripples surging outward from Lu Jun like a mountain-crushing wave. Amazingly, all real objects in reality remained unaffected.

However, the area within a hundred meters fell into frozen spacetime. The air gelatinized. Cold Prince and Chigu were trapped like insects in amber, their expressions frozen mid-reaction. Only Lu Jun could move.

In the first second, he extended his hand. The power of Illusion flowed, not only enhancing the effect of Time, but also altering the function of his teleportation magic.

Immediately, spatial fluctuations radiated from Cold Prince, and a crystalline, transparent Triangular Dimensional Prism appeared in his hand.

The Triangular Dimensional Prism had been snatched! Telekinesis at work—truly miraculous!

Lu Jun smiled. In the next second, he immediately activated the pre-laid spatial anchor magic array, preparing to shift and escape the battlefield.

After all, the prism was secured, Cold Prince’s plan was foiled, and the Khufu Pyramid summoning could not proceed. No need to fight to the death.

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