Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Ling Xiao suddenly burst into laughter, and with the sound of his laughter, an Ancient Golden Crow and an Ancient Heavenly Demon appeared behind him.

”Soon, you will know what my true trump card is, of course, that depends on whether you have the ability to force me to use my final trump card.”

As Ling Xiao spoke, his body began to be enveloped by bones, and his strength started to escalate rapidly.

Having already broken through to the second layer cultivation of the Yin-Yang Realm, upon entering the state of the Body of Hell, his strength suddenly doubled, reaching the pinnacle of the third layer of the Yin-Yang Realm.

With this cultivation level, facing martial artists of the fifth layer of the Yin-Yang Realm, he could secure a certain victory.

Ling Xiao defeating opponents two levels higher was quite ordinary, defeating those three levels higher would be a bit challenging.

”God Tomb Eye · Open Gate!”

After doing all this, Ling Xiao did not stop, although confident, he would not underestimate his opponents.

Clearly, those six people had the same cultivation level as Fengming Qishan, all at the fifth layer of the Yin-Yang Realm.

Confronting seven powerful fighters of the fifth layer of the Yin-Yang Realm, including Fengming Qishan, the slightest underestimation would result in a tragic death.

Therefore today, he planned to unleash all his potential, with only the Tyrant Sky Martial Soul temporarily unused.

The Gate of the Divine Tomb was opened.

The Skeleton General let out a low growl and emerged from it.

Behind him, hundreds of Skeleton Soldiers followed.

The Skeleton Soldiers today were no longer as weak as before; each one was a terrifying existence of the half-step Yin-Yang Realm.

On the Divine Phoenix Continent, they were truly capable of easily destroying any small kingdom.

The Skeleton General’s strength was even more terrifying, with a fifth-layer cultivation of the Yin-Yang Realm, his power was comparable to Fengming Qishan.

”Trileaf Demon Eyes · Bronze Giant Demon!”

Ling Xiao’s summoning continued.

Since Fengming Qishan could call for help, why couldn’t Ling Xiao summon by his own ability?

”Boom!”

A Giant Demon descended in front of Ling Xiao.

However, the image of this Giant Demon was quite different from what Ling Xiao had summoned before.

”It has changed? Like the Skeleton General, it has advanced?”

Ling Xiao looked at this strange creature in surprise, even he couldn’t recognize it.

”Noble Master, your humble servant is called ’Baal,’ the Demon God controlling thunder and lightning in another world!”

The creature actually spoke.

Not only Ling Xiao was stunned, but so were Fengming Qishan and the others.

Baal?

Memories instantly surfaced in Ling Xiao’s mind.

Baal—

The first-ranked Demon God among King Solomon’s 72 pillars of demons, appearing in various forms, sometimes as a human, at other times transforming into other shapes.

His voice was harsh to the ears.

He was Jehovah’s greatest enemy, the legendary figure wielding a giant hammer in his right hand, and a thunderball in his left, wearing a horned conical crown, riding on thunder.

He was the king ruling the east.

He controlled thunder and lightning, possessing the ability to make people invisible.

This memory was from the other world.

And Baal was summoned from that other world.

His current strength was comparable to the Skeleton General; although his appearance significantly differed from the previous Bronze Giant Demon, it was believed that his combat power should not diminish.

”Very well, deal with one of those six people!”

Ling Xiao commanded.

”As you command, my Master!”

Baal said respectfully, then unleashed a thunderball from his hand.

The terrifying thunder struck among those six people.

One person was immediately isolated.

”Skeleton General, you lead the skeleton legion to deal with two of those people!”

Ling Xiao issued another command.

The Skeleton General could not speak, only let out a low growl, then charged out, surrounding two of them in combat.

”Ancient Heavenly Demon · Son of Shadow! Fusion! You handle one of them!”

”Ancient Golden Crow · Son of Light! Fusion! You handle one of them!”

In an instant, the six experts of the fifth layer of the Yin-Yang Realm were already separated by Ling Xiao, each facing their opponent.

Remaining were the red-clad expert and Fengming Qishan.

”Butterfly Girl, that red-clad guy is yours, there’s no need to defeat him, just hold him off.”

Ling Xiao awakened the slumbering Butterfly Girl.

Currently, with Ling Xiao’s rise in cultivation level, the Butterfly Girl’s power had also become more terrifying.

She was actually not weaker than that red-clad expert.

But Ling Xiao still did not want her to engage in a life-and-death battle with the red-clad one.

”Fengming Qishan, do you still think you have any advantages now?”

Ling Xiao taunted Fengming Qishan.

He had never fully unleashed all his power, and this time, he let Fengming Qishan witness it firsthand.

Although such a battle would result in a massive consumption of inner strength, as both the summons and the Son of Shadow and Son of Light were consuming his inner strength.

But given his abundant inner strength, supporting such a battle for an hour should still be manageable.

An hour’s time would be enough for Yuan Venerate to break the array formation trapping him.

Moreover, do not forget he was also the most outstanding Alchemist.

Would he be unprepared with pills coming to Changle Immortal Island?

The storage ring filled with pills was enough to extend his combat for another two to three hours.

He refused to believe that in those two to three hours, the battle could not be resolved.

Fengming Qishan’s expression turned rigid.

The previously confident and proud expression contorted.

He thought he had already highly valued Ling Xiao, thought his arrangements were impeccable.

Yet the cruel reality before him told him that Ling Xiao was more fierce than he had imagined.

The combat power this guy displayed couldn’t merely be calculated on his own strength.

Now the only thing Fengming Qishan could hope for was that Ling Xiao would ultimately exhaust his vast inner strength.

After all, he had plenty of time, and as long as the array formation remained unbroken, no one from outside could enter.

In such a case, neither the Moon Lady nor the Wine Demon Sword could join this battle.

This battle could only be won, not lost.

Should he fail, he would lose the opportunity to reverse the situation entirely.

Thinking of this, a sense of powerlessness and fear arose in his heart.

Why didn’t he kill Ling Xiao earlier?

He hated himself for underestimating Ling Xiao!

If he had eliminated Ling Xiao then, there would not be such an embarrassing situation today.

The battle had begun, and the atmosphere within the barrier turned turbulent, with various frenzied auras clashing incessantly.

On an open ground less than a hundred square meters, five circles of combat had formed.

Auras intertwined, constantly shattering the snow and ice at the mountain top.

Without a doubt, the reinforcements Fengming Qishan invited were very powerful.

However, the power Ling Xiao unleashed was no weaker.

Such a battle would likely stalemate for a long time.

At this moment, Fengming Qishan saw several figures appear on the mountain top.

The Moon Lady, Wine Demon Sword, Jackson Le Grandmaster, Dan Feng, Mo Yu, Zhu Wen, Zhu Shao Cong, the Chief of Vermilion Bird Clan, the Chief of Thunderhawk Clan were all present.

However, the Black White Two Elders were nowhere to be seen.