Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 864: Chapter 864: The Speed of Light

”Light and Shadow Sword Art” cultivated to the Great Achievement Realm of the fourth layer could produce an instant of high-temperature fission, causing the opponent to overheat and spasm throughout their body, even leading to dehydration.

Just with this alone, as long as no Heavenly Realm Martial Artists appeared, stopping those people was still as easy as turning one’s hand over.

”Yates Lorraine, follow the direction my Flying Sword points!”

While Ling Xiao fought, he still found the leisure to direct the people ahead on how to move forward.

After all, at this time, battles were raging everywhere; if one crashed into the encirclement of opponents or amid a large army, one would truly die without understanding how.

Dai Yaoling, who was anxious about which way to go, received an instruction from Ling Xiao just at that time. A streak of Sword Light shot through the sky, always leading the way at the forefront of the team.

Although Ling Xiao’s Sword Control Technique was no more, commanding the Flying Sword with his strong Soul Power was even more effortless and sustained for a longer period.

”Understood, Brother Ling Xiao!”

Dai Yaoling chose to trust Ling Xiao. Of course, there were reasons for this. In her mind, Ling Xiao was already like a divine figure—how could she doubt a god?

Ling Xiao’s Eye of the World was always open, suspended in mid-air, and he could see everything within a hundred miles very clearly.

He was able to judge where enemies were and which paths were safer.

Although this meant taking a longer route, it was much safer.

The pursuers following Ling Xiao and the others were truly frustrated at this point. They originally thought that the battlefield was riddled with their own forces; just one encounter would allow them to wipe out Ling Xiao and his group smoothly.

But to their amazement, Ling Xiao seemed to have a pair of ’Qian Li Yan’, always miraculously navigating around their warriors.

This even made them suspect if there was a traitor in their ranks, constantly tipping off Ling Xiao.

However, even so, this seemed implausible. How could a traitor grasp the overall situation?

Most exasperating was, after pursuing and pursuing, the pursuers found that they had crashed directly into the remnants of the Sacred Dynasty’s forces.

Although most of the Sacred Dynasty’s troops were corrupt and weak, there were still formidable armies.

When they encountered these members of the Sea Race, they were enraged, and they completely blocked the pursuers.

Ling Xiao and the others took this opportunity to escape the chase.

About three days later, the injured disciples from Spiritual Medicine Manor had mostly recovered. The place was only about a hundred miles from the Northern Han Kingdom, which was nothing to Martial Artists.

But the trouble was, the roads ahead were almost completely blocked by the Sea Race.

To take a detour would mean several days’ extra journey.

Ling Xiao pondered for a moment and then made a decision.

Since the road was blocked, he would find a path where the opponents were not so strong and break through it.

Having made up his mind, Ling Xiao led the charge, expanding his Black and White Wings of Light, and directly charged toward the invading army blocking the path.

Among these people were members of the Sea Race, as well as those from the Green-eyed Clan and the Ninja Clan, including two Breakthrough Sky Meridian Martial Artists, with the rest being merely Transcendent Realm Eighthfolders and Nine Layers Martial Artists.

Ling Xiao chose them, naturally, because they were the softer targets, easier to handle.

These people were ordered to block the main routes to the Northern Han Kingdom, not sparing even the small paths, aiming to intercept any of the fleeing remnants of the Sacred Dynasty.

They had already set traps and then lay in ambush.

If anyone charged over, even if they were stronger, they would still be caught by surprise.

They had never considered that someone might detect their ambush in advance.

If the escaping team from Spiritual Medicine Manor hadn’t included Ling Xiao, the people from Spiritual Medicine Manor might really have met with tragedy.

But Ling Xiao’s existence was to make miracles happen.

Crimson Sun Feather Robe!

Black and White Dual Swords!

Ling Xiao, his body engulfed in flames, holding the Black and White Dual Swords, broke away from the fleeing group and accelerated into the ambush circle.

”Heh heh, someone’s coming, looks like an idiot, to charge over here all alone!”

”Let him pass, this kid is most likely just cannon fodder, sent to scout ahead for others. Stay ambushed, don’t fall for it!”

The group of Heavenly Pulse Warriors quietly discussed among themselves and all felt that Ling Xiao was merely coming to meet his death as cannon fodder. It wouldn’t matter if he escaped; they absolutely couldn’t let the enemy detect their ambush.

After all, to them, such a weakling could be easily defeated by any of the Heavenly Pulse Warriors.

Although Ling Xiao’s Eye of the World couldn’t hear what these people were saying, he could nonetheless discern their lip movements.

Seeing this, he couldn’t help but sneer.

Since you’re all so calm, I’ll have to show no mercy.

One thousand meters!

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Eight hundred meters!

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Five hundred meters!

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One hundred meters!

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Ling Xiao’s approach wasn’t particularly fast, as he wanted to present the ambushers with a false sense of security. Otherwise, if his speed were too astonishing, they might call for reinforcements.

After closing in to one hundred meters, Ling Xiao suddenly unleashed the Mountain River Will.

The terrifying will enveloped all the warriors lying in ambush.

Mountain River Will, Slaughter Will, Destruction Will—these were within the domain of Soul Power, so they weren’t sealed.

Not only did they not hinder the development of the Mountain and River Martial Soul, but they also increased its strength.

”Damn it!”

Among the ambushed warriors, those with stronger Soul Power instantly sensed danger. When the terrifying will struck, they felt an overwhelming urge to kneel and surrender. Their minds were in chaos, their True Essence and Heavenly Origin Power inside them going berserk.

The worst part was that a few weaker-spirited warriors with poor cultivation levels were struck dead on the spot by the terrifying Mountain River Will, their souls shattered.

Though their bodies remained intact, they had become lifeless husks devoid of souls.

Several others fainted away, unconscious.

And all this was but a greeting gift from Ling Xiao. The real killing moves were yet to come.

Whether these few took him lightly or seriously, it made no difference.

Although Ling Xiao’s cultivation level couldn’t compare to some of them, his battle experience and fighting strength far surpassed theirs.

Even the warriors who had just entered the Heavenly Man Realm could be matched by Ling Xiao, let alone the Heavenly Pulse Warriors.

”Quick, retreat!”

The leader, who was a Breakthrough Sky Meridian Martial Artist, sensed the grave danger. He dared not engage in battle, loudly ordering his comrades to retreat and prepared to send a signal to inform nearby allies.

He had not expected Ling Xiao to be such a terrifying presence, not at all the so-called cannon fodder, but rather like a general charging at the forefront of battle.

In an instant, two to three members of the squad fell, and more than half of the remaining were at least slightly injured.

Bang!

A sword light flashed by, directly severing the flare before it could be launched.

Having initiated the surprise attack, how could Ling Xiao allow these people to call for reinforcements?

The king’s path to blitzkrieg is ”speed,” speed so great that the enemy has no chance to react.

Activating the Light and Shadow Mystique, Ling Xiao instantly transformed into an indistinct streak of light, darting into the crowd, with the Black and White Dual Swords in his hands starting to slaughter.

Now, his speed had naturally become much faster than before because there was no longer any reason to hold back.

With speed elevated to its utmost limit, he was a streak of light, an unstoppable force.