Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

As long as Ling Xiao wiped out every single person in front of him, the Extinguishing Sin Stones would naturally be enough.

”You lot actually still dare to come? Looks like you’re really not afraid of dying.”

The corner of Ling Xiao’s mouth lifted in a cold smile.

His body suddenly entered the Tyrant Blood Demon Dragon Martial Soul Transformation.

When those twenty-one fellows closed in, at the very instant they approached, he suddenly unleashed the Tyrant Blood Demon Dragon’s innate Secret Technique.

”Demon Dragon Blood Curse!”

In that instant, the twenty-one guys felt their bodies jerk and freeze, then their Qi-Blood surged violently, making them feel unbearably miserable.

The ones with slightly weaker Power collapsed to the ground on the spot and directly fainted.

Even the stronger ones suffered a brief loss of control over their Inner strength.

In this kind of situation on a battlefield, there’s only one outcome—death.

Ling Xiao naturally wouldn’t give them a way out.

In an instant his body shifted into the Black Wolf General transformation.

Pack Wolf Slaughter!

Twenty-one wolf shadows pounced out, tackling those twenty-one Martial Artists to the ground.

More than a dozen of them died tragically on the spot, and several others, after falling, were killed by the prisoners who suddenly launched sneak attacks.

”How is this possible!”

Seeing this, An Feitian’s expression turned extremely ugly.

An Feitian was extremely clear on the strength of these thirty-one Martial Artists; among them, several people’s Cultivation Level were only slightly inferior to his.

They were countless times stronger than Ling Xiao.

How could this be?

How could they be killed in an instant?

An Feitian of course had no idea that Ling Xiao’s Demon Dragon Blood Curse had a time limit and could basically only be used once within an hour.

Otherwise, Ling Xiao’s cross-realm challenges would be even easier.

”Fortunately, I’ve already Carp Leaping Over Dragon Gate, different from those wastes. Plus our Dark Clan’s unique Secret Techniques, and the sword Father bestowed on me—he dies today!”

This Ling Xiao, just like the rumors in the outside world said, absolutely couldn’t be allowed to live. If he kept living, he really would become a huge hidden threat to him.

At this moment, An Feitian had already gathered ten pieces of Extinguishing Sin Stone. He was just about to head toward the place where the Shadow Black Gourd was located, when he saw that Ling Xiao had already disappeared.

Ling Xiao also very much wanted to kill An Feitian.

But after thinking it over, getting the Shadow Black Gourd was still more important.

If he lost the chance to comprehend it just because he tangled with An Feitian here, that would be too much of a pity.

Seeing Ling Xiao disappear, An Feitian spat viciously in anger and hurriedly rushed after him.

He couldn’t lose!

He absolutely couldn’t lose!

Otherwise he would not only lose the qualification to comprehend the Shadow Black Gourd, but also lose face.

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The struggle over the stones had already been going on for half an hour.

Deep within the Sacrificial Heavenly Altar Space, several figures appeared.

The Dark Clan Elder, the Clan Leader, the Grand Elders, and even Heiye Wuxing were all present.

That Clan Elder and Dark Night Shadow both seemed to be injured—they had clearly just gone through a great battle.

But the Clan Elder’s injuries were obviously heavier.

Heiye Wuxing stood there with his arms folded, expression indifferent, but inwardly filled with emotion.

Today the Clan Elder had actually gone together with Lin Yuetian to hunt him down.

If not for the assistance of a mysterious expert, he would probably have ended up fleeing in disgrace as well.

With the help of that mysterious expert, he wounded the Clan Elder and drove Lin Yuetian away.

He temporarily gained some status and dignity.

But he also came to understand just how terrifying Lin Yuetian was.

Just a young Martial Artist, though a Reincarnation Warrior who had entered the mortal world, yet under twenty years old, and his Cultivation Level had already reached a level comparable to his own.

That was the most terrifying opponent Ling Xiao would face in the future.

He worried for Ling Xiao’s safety in his heart.

On the other side, the Dark Clan Elder was thinking about those two mysterious experts.

Two mysterious experts, both actually women, and when they struck, their terrifying strength was in no way inferior to Heiye Wuxing’s.

Just whose backing were they from?

Ling Xiao’s?

What exactly was this brat’s background? How could he have such experts protecting him?

These people were waiting here to see which Martial Artists could reach the Shadow Black Gourd within the allotted time.

Whoever arrived first within the allotted time would gain the right to use and comprehend the Shadow Black Gourd.

”Clan Elder, look at the time—it should be about there, right?”

An Yexing’s voice jolted the Dark Clan Elder out of his thoughts.

”Mm, it’s almost time. I wonder who’ll be the first person to arrive?”

The Dark Clan Elder nodded.

”Who else could it be? Naturally it’ll be Fei Tian.”

An Hua smiled and said, ”With Fei Tian’s strength, plus his cleverness, getting the victory will naturally be easy.”

What she didn’t say was: if the plan went smoothly, Ling Xiao was probably already a corpse by now.

If Ling Xiao died and An Feitian then obtained the Shadow Black Gourd, that would be the best outcome for her.

Others might not know, but she herself hated Ling Xiao to the bone. He’d repeatedly disrespected her; if this brat didn’t die, she simply couldn’t feel at ease.

At this moment, An Yexing was also thinking, ”If Fei Tian kills Ling Xiao, that would be equivalent to severing his Heart Demon, and his Martial Arts path will become even more unimpeded!”

Ever since the last time An Feitian was stabbed by Ling Xiao, to be honest, Ling Xiao had already become an untouchable Demon in An Feitian’s heart.

He had been so harried by this man that he simply couldn’t calmly Cultivate.

”Who can get first place is still uncertain. An Hua Elder, you’re talking a bit too early.”

Heiye Wuguang naturally thought more highly of Ling Xiao. Although Ling Xiao refused to acknowledge him as a foster father, the Heiye surname and the An Family were essentially two factions locked in open and covert struggle.

As long as Ling Xiao could win, it would be the same as slapping the An Family in the face on behalf of their Black Night Family.

”Elder Wuguang, are you telling a joke? That mere Ling Xiao—forget Fei Tian, he can’t even get past the others.”

Dark Gold sneered.

”Forgot how it felt getting beaten up already?”

Heiye Wuguang had no intention of giving Dark Gold any face.

”That was because that brat relied on outside help.”

The thing Dark Gold was most indignant about was being thrashed by Ling Xiao.

He was clearly stronger than the other side, but because he underestimated him he ended up getting beaten by Ling Xiao—this had practically become a stain on his record.

”Hmph, just wait till Fei Tian shows up—Elder Wuguang, you won’t be able to keep that old face of yours intact!”

Dark Gold snorted coldly and looked over that way.

”Someone’s coming!”

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the distant corridor.

Everyone’s eyes turned that way.

”What, it’s actually him!”

Dark Gold stared, dumbfounded.

Because the one who appeared out of the corridor wasn’t anyone else, it was Ling Xiao—the Ling Xiao he had always looked down on.

At this moment Ling Xiao was like lightning, turning into a wolf shadow and instantly arriving in front of the Shadow Black Gourd.

”Hahahaha, back when this brat got ’Wolf Travel Thousand Miles’ from the Reward Good and Punish Evil Hall, I said he’d never master it. I didn’t expect that first form to already be this skillful.

It must be at Great Perfection by now.”

Heiye Wuguang looked proudly at An Yexing and An Hua, laughing loudly.

The facts proved that Ling Xiao had won; at this moment, there was still no sign of An Feitian.

”What happened to Fei Tian?”

An Yexing instantly grew nervous.

He knew all too well how vicious Ling Xiao’s methods were. If Ling Xiao wasn’t dead, could it be that his son, An Feitian, had been killed?