Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

In the vast venue, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged, cultivating while waiting for the arrival of his enemies.

The distress signal from that woman had already been sent out, and it’s believed that the other four groups will arrive soon.

A trace of tension lingered in the air, reminiscent of the oppressive feeling before a storm.

Silence!

Stillness!

About half an hour later, Ling Xiao suddenly opened his tightly shut eyes and looked in three directions.

In those three directions, four teams were hurrying towards him.

”Very well, you can hide now. We’ll handle the rest ourselves.”

Ling Xiao waved his hand, dismissing those he had just subdued using Soul Capturing.

These people were of little use here, better for them to hide and watch the scene unfold.

The stronger he appeared, the more effective Soul Capturing became, making them increasingly unable to resist.

”Yes!”

Not long after those eight people hid, over the spewing lava, shadows appeared, walking on air.

Each person moved swiftly and was extremely powerful.

After arriving, without any adjustments, they launched an attack while still mid-air.

More than a dozen attacks simultaneously aimed at Ling Xiao, seated there.

The aura was overwhelmingly fierce, akin to the explosive magma erupting from a volcano.

”Boom!”

Just as the dozen attacks approached within three meters of Ling Xiao.

A brilliant golden light blossomed from Xiao Jin’s body, forming a golden sphere.

Sixteen attacks were completely blocked.

”So strong! No wonder they’re not your match; with just this move, apart from Tuo Ba Yun Xiang and Yun Lan’s group, any of our teams facing you would be in grave danger!”

Seeing the ineffectiveness of the attack, one person showed a shocked expression, believing the earlier distress call to be true.

Although puzzled about why the caller wasn’t there, they didn’t dwell on it much; given Ling Xiao’s ruthless methods, perhaps the caller had been pulverized.

Ling Xiao calmly raised his head, looking at the sixteen promising youths of the Demon Dragon Sect.

To his surprise, among them were three Martial Artists with Hell Early Stage Cultivation of the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm’s Twelfth Layer.

Moreover, he could confirm that these three individuals weren’t any of Yun Mo, Yun Gui, or Yun Yao.

It seemed that the Devil Sea Secret Realm had not only greatly enhanced him and Xiao Jin but also allowed these three people to break through.

They were originally Martial Artists at the peak of Yin-Yang Realm Eleventh Layer, so the timing of their breakthrough wasn’t surprising.

But so what, it’s just adding a bit more thrill to his hunt.

”Excellent!”

Ling Xiao smiled warmly and nodded, saying, ”Sixteen people, not one missing, all here. Saves me the trouble of searching around.”

”Kid, I know you’re strong, but your arrogance and bluster stop here!”

Perhaps any one of our teams would not be your match, but with four teams joining forces, you have no chance!”

The speaker was a young man with a dark complexion, possibly due to cultivating some special Martial Arts.

This person was one of the Martial Artists with Hell Early Stage Cultivation of the Twelfth Level.

With some coldness and strength, he said, ”Don’t think that just because you defeated a couple of teams, you can truly shake the heavens.

After all, you’re only one person, and even with an animal companion, there’s no possibility of turning the tables.

Your fate is singular: death!”

Ling Xiao casually chuckled and replied, ”Anyone can spout impressive words; you think you’re hunters, and I’m the prey.

But little do you know, from the moment we entered the Devil Sea Secret Realm, the situation had reversed.

Now, Xiao Jin and I are the hunters, and you are the pathetic prey.

Not only pathetic but utterly ignorant of your plight.”

He didn’t bother with Beast Soul Transformation but simply drew the White Jade Flying Dragon Sword, gripped its hilt, and gently swung it, easily carving a groove over a meter deep in the hard stone slab with a powerful Sword Qi.

”Come on, I am giving you the chance to kill me; let’s see if you can seize it!”

”Really arrogant! Honestly, Demon Dragon Sect had people like you before.

Do you know what happened to them later?”

The speaker was a pale-faced young man, seemingly sickly, but perhaps he cultivated some special Martial Arts or possessed a unique Martial Soul.

In the vast world, strange things abound, and Martial Souls are incredibly mysterious.

Especially the special types of Martial Souls, which are bizarre and odd, impossible for anyone to have seen them all.

This person was powerful, just like the dark-skinned individual, one of the three experts.

”Wu La, Bai Xue, no more nonsense with this guy. I haven’t truly sparred with an expert since breaking through, let’s just use this boy as a sparring partner.”

The speaker this time was a woman.

It’s just that her figure was far from flattering.

Strong enough to make men despair.

She was likely a strength-type entity.

”Makes sense, Jiao Hua, but I don’t agree with solo dueling; to fulfill Vice Dean Cloud’s command, we must use many against one!”

Wu La said coldly.

”Agreed!”

Bai Xue also nodded in agreement.

”Damn, although it’s shameful, this kid is too mysterious. He can defeat Mo Yinɡ, definitely not a simple character. I agree with your decision, let’s all attack together.”

Jiao Hua cursed.

With the order from these three, sixteen people nearly simultaneously erupted with terrifying energy.

The nearby lava started roaring wildly due to this energy, raising waves over ten meters high.

”Using many to bully few? I don’t blame you, after all, this is what I expected!”

Ling Xiao stepped forward and said to Xiao Jin, ”You don’t need to act; you’ve played enough earlier. Just keep an eye on the surroundings for me.

Once the battle begins here, Tuo Ba Yun Xiang and Yun Lan might notice.”

”No problem, boss.”

Xiao Jin nodded, flew off Ling Xiao’s shoulder, and lazily lay on a piece of glowing red-hot stone, yawning.

”Kill!”

Sixteen shadows simultaneously lunged at Ling Xiao.

They held nothing back, using their strongest attacks in an attempt to quickly defeat Ling Xiao.

However, Ling Xiao merely looked at these sixteen people indifferently.

Then he muttered to himself, ”Let’s reduce the numbers first.”

As he finished speaking, he took a step forward.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed.

”Scorching Hell!”

This was a reinforced version of Scorching Hell.

Combined with Ling Xiao’s cultivation level increase, the power of Scorching Hell became even more terrifying.

The sixteen people only saw the surrounding environment change instantaneously, feeling ominous in their hearts.

Immediately, screams erupted.

A silhouette, engulfed in flames, plummeted to the ground.

The attacker was the wrathful Fire Dragons within Scorching Hell.

And the Lava Monsters completely composed of magma.