Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 388: Chapter 388 Ancient Martial Soul_1

In Ling Xiao’s view, the Plague Demon King’s true form was more valuable than any treasure.

As long as he obtained this true form, his Nine Demonic Divine Arts would be one-tenth complete.

Why one-tenth?

And not one-ninth?

That was because, according to Ling Xiao’s deduction, after advancing the Nine Demonic Divine Arts, one would likely need to obtain the True Demon Emperor’s true form to forge a truly complete version of the divine arts.

”This king will fight you to the end! Even if I’m not as strong as you, I’ll make sure we both perish together!”

The Plague Demon King was thoroughly enraged.

He never expected his humble pleas for mercy to be met with such a response—he wouldn’t survive, and he definitely wouldn’t let Ling Xiao live either.

In that instant, the Abyssal Giant Mouth appeared behind him once more, its maw opening wide to continuously absorb all the plague from Plague Valley.

At this time, the soldiers of the Northern Han Kingdom stationed outside the valley were surprised to discover that the plague of Plague Valley was shrinking incessantly, the thick fog gradually dissipating to reveal everything within the valley.

”Could it be that the masters from Moon Hua Sect have succeeded?”

”That’s great, this valley is finally saved, and we won’t have to stay in this creepy, ghostly place anymore!”

The retreat of the plague in Plague Valley was incredibly swift, almost in an instant, it merged into the Plague Demon King’s Abyssal Giant Mouth.

Then, a dark green sphere emitting a green glow appeared within that enormous maw.

Ling Xiao could feel that the dark green sphere concentrated the entire valley’s plague power, powerful to a terrifying degree.

Therefore, as his adversary was accumulating power for his move, Ling Xiao was not idle either.

The Ice Dragon Sword appeared in his hand.

An aura was gathering incessantly upon the blade.

”Ga, ga, ga, go to hell, go to hell, let’s die together!”

A moment later, the Plague Demon King let out a piercing, strange laugh. The dark green sphere shot out from the Abyssal Giant Mouth, with the momentum to destroy everything, and attacked Ling Xiao.

”Is that so? I want to see who’s going to die!”

Ling Xiao slowly raised the Ice Dragon Sword, pouring all of the Guanghan Celestial Venerate’s Guanghan True Essence into it.

Snow Lotus Sword Technique ultimate move—Ice and Snow Storm!

All along, Ling Xiao had never given up on comprehending the final move of the Snow Lotus Sword Technique. When he left Moon Hua Sect, he had already achieved a six or seven out of ten mastery of this move.

After arriving in Plague Valley, through the experience gained in battle, he brought the completion of this move to near ninety percent.

Although he had not yet fully comprehended it,

he firmly believed that this move would be more terrifying than any previous ones.

The reason he didn’t incorporate the power of Celestial Phenomena was mainly that he still wasn’t proficient enough to control this move, which could lead to unnecessary complications.

Moreover, to counter the Plague Demon King’s desperate move, this one was more than enough.

This was the Ice and Snow Storm under the Human-Dragon Form!

In an instant, the scenery of the entire underground palace changed completely—cold winds howled, snow dragons danced about, as if it had suddenly turned into a wintry doomsday landscape.

As that sword thrust out, it seemed one could see the terrifying blizzard ravage the whole world, the nightmarish vision of destruction unfolding.

Boom-crack—

The Ice and Snow Storm faced off against the dark green sphere.

In just an instant, the sphere developed countless cracks, and then turned into dust.

After shattering the dark green sphere, the Ice and Snow Storm continued its frenzied rampage, leaving a path of destruction in its wake. Everything it touched was either frozen solid or obliterated.

Luckily, this place was far from where Shangguan Lei had taken cover, and there were no slaves; otherwise, those people would all be dead.

This was the Ice and Snow Storm, a terrifying technique!

”No—!”

The Plague Demon King tried to flee, but in vain. The Ice and Snow Storm seemed slow, yet its range was so vast that, without even getting close, a fearsome pulling force drew the Plague Demon King’s body towards the center of the storm.

He couldn’t escape.

Hum~~

Ah~~

The violent wind, mixed with continuous screams, formed a terrifying symphony.

It took a full ten breaths before the Ice and Snow Storm gradually subsided.

A green-colored crystal stone fell to the ground, swallowed by the shadow behind Ling Xiao in one gulp.

”I never expected the true form of the Plague Demon King to be such a crystal stone.”

Having killed the Plague Demon King with one move, Ling Xiao showed no trace of a relaxed smile.

Just a Plague Demon King who had recovered to the early phase of the Transcendent Realm Fourth Layer had caused such massive slaughter.

What about the other eight Demon Lords?

And each Demon Lord also commands the fearsome seventy-two Demon Generals!

Where are they now?

And to what extent have they recovered? There is simply no way to know.

This feeling left him feeling somewhat powerless.

After all, his lone effort to save the common people was far too weak; perhaps there will continuously emerge outstanding talents from the Human Race.

This Heavenly Dragon Continent that he lived on was still too small, too weak!

”Master!”

Suddenly, the green shadow behind him spoke.

A talking Martial Soul?

This was an ”Out-of-body” level Martial Soul!

Ling Xiao hadn’t expected that after devouring the true form of the Plague Demon King, his Martial Soul had actually advanced to the third level of Martial Souls—”Out-of-body.”

Broken Soul—Complete Soul—Out-of-body, and there are even higher realms beyond them.

Cultivating a Martial Soul is indeed not easy.

Once it enters the Out-of-body stage, one must continue to cultivate, reaching nine stages in total: a breath, a moment, an instant, a quarter-hour, an hour, a day, a week, a month, a season, and a year.

Ling Xiao’s Plague Demon King’s Martial Soul should now be at the ”a moment” stage of the Out-of-body Realm.

The so-called moment is sixty breaths.

This was a method of dividing time in the Mysterious World.

That is to say, the duration of the Martial Soul’s out-of-body form can be at least sixty breaths, or a moment.

After Out-of-body, not only does the Martial Soul continue to provide various enhancements to the martial artist, but it can also fight independently, which is completely different from the Complete Soul stage’s soul separation.

”Oh, this is great; since you can talk, that makes things easier. Where is the Plague Demon King’s treasure hidden? Also, he seemed to say something right before he died. What did he say, and what did he mean by it?”

Ling Xiao asked excitedly.

He had been thinking about how to thoroughly search this underground palace to see if he could find the Plague Demon King’s treasure.

Now that would be a lot more convenient.

”Of course, Master, please follow me!”

The Plague Demon King’s Martial Soul actually flew in front of Ling Xiao.

While on the way to the Plague Demon King’s treasure location, the Plague Demon King’s Martial Soul continued, ”The Plague Demon King screamed in horror just before his death, shouting four words ’Ancient Martial Soul’!”

”Ancient Martial Soul? What does that mean?”

Ling Xiao asked puzzled.

The Plague Demon King’s Martial Soul explained, ”An Ancient Martial Soul is a Martial Soul inherited from the Ancient Era, so they often possess the aura and legacy of martial artists from that period. Once obtained, they are even more terrifying, more powerful than an awakened Martial Soul.”

”Oh? Perhaps the Plague Demon King mistook the aura of the Ancient Golden Dragon in my body for an Ancient Martial Soul.”

Ling Xiao thought to himself.

The boundless, ancient, and vast aura of the Ancient Golden Dragon within him really did seem like a Martial Soul passed down from ancient times.