Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 431: Chapter 430: Group Fight with Tigers_1

”Tiger Junior, your ambition is magnificent! I am truly in awe. It seems our Tiger Demon Sect lineage is on the rise,” a young Demon Way expert said, quickly currying favor.

”That’s right! Hu Xiong’s talent rivals that of Xia Yunxin and Xie Zhiqiu. You’ve only lacked opportunities. As long as you obtain that Ling Chen boy’s lucky break, Hu Xiong, you will surely rise to the top, dominating the Demon Way’s younger generation.”

Hearing this, Hu Xiong felt a surge of pride. Indeed, who was he? If not for his background, how could he have been overshadowed by Yan Xiang?

”I, Hu Xiong, will finally turn things around! Let’s go; time is of the essence. He’s currently merely at the Grand Master Third Realm, so I’m still confident I can kill him. Once he advances to the Fourth Realm, it will be much harder. We’re lucky to have detected Ling Chen’s aura. We mustn’t let anyone else know.”

Hu Xiong’s spirits soared. He had already decided that Ling Chen was his key to rising in power. With a tap of his foot, he shot off in Ling Chen’s direction.

The young Demon Way experts beside him let out long howls, deployed an Array Formation, and followed closely behind Hu Xiong.

The Great Formation, established by so many young talents working together, was incredibly powerful. It annihilated the nearby Demonic Will Remnants, instantly vaporizing them into nothingness.

This was because when these young Demon Way experts killed Demon Souls, the points were all credited to him, absorbed by his Demon Soul Bead alone. This was the entire lineage pouring its strength into elevating a single person.

”Hm?”

Ling Chen was also clearing out the Demonic Will Remnants in the tower, his points steadily rising. Suddenly, a powerful roar came from the side. Waves of Array Formation power were mowing down swathes of Demonic Will Remnants like reaping wheat. He immediately opened his eyes and saw numerous young Demon Way experts in the distance, flying towards him and locking onto him like maggots clinging to bone.

He didn’t try to leave, simply standing his ground and quietly waiting for the group to arrive.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Numerous figures shot over, and many young Demon Way experts quickly surrounded Ling Chen. Hu Xiong, with a condescending gaze from a superior position, locked his eyes on Ling Chen, his killing intent palpable, like a pack of cats cornering a small mouse.

”To think that after searching high and low, I’d find you without lifting a finger!”

Hu Xiong stared at Ling Chen, saying, ”Ling Chen? Considering you’re the Saintess’s son, I’ll spare your life. You probably already know I am Hu Xiong, young master of the Tiger Demon Sect lineage, a true son of the Tiger Demon Sect. My Cultivation is no less than Yan Xiang’s. Before me, you have no chance of escape.”

”Ling Chen, surrender immediately! Don’t court your own doom!”

”Indeed! The slightest hesitation will mean your death, and we’d rather not be forced to act!”

A group of young Demon Way experts pressed closer, having already sealed off the area. Ling Chen had no way to escape, nor could he launch a sneak attack. They knew Ling Chen could kill those above his cultivation level, so they had already joined forces, heightened their vigilance, and used their True Qi to lock down the surroundings to prevent any mistakes.

”Tiger Demon Sect?” Ling Chen raised an eyebrow. ”You mean that demon who wanted to kill me outside? So, you’re his son. If you were to die here, I imagine he’d be quite heartbroken, wouldn’t he?”

As Ling Chen spoke, he suddenly attacked. In a flash, his body flickered, and he appeared right in front of Hu Xiong, slashing out with his sword.

”What?!”

All the Demon Way experts were stunned. Ling Chen actually dared to attack so brazenly in front of so many of them, attempting a preemptive strike to kill Hu Xiong.

”Not good!”

In that instant, Hu Xiong felt an incomparably sharp sword qi slashing towards him. His True Qi seemed to be riddled with holes by the Sword Intent, like numerous transparent punctures.

”Tiger Roar Tyrant Dragon Fist!”

He clenched his fists, and a brilliant light shot out from them, seeming to pierce through everything inch by inch. As he took a step forward, the image of a fierce tiger materialized above his head, its roar echoing through mountains and rivers, shaking heaven and earth.

His fists seemed to shatter illusions, striking directly at the core of reality. The punch exploded, making the air tremble violently, and the sound of tiger roars echoed incessantly from all directions.

WHOOSH!

The fierce tiger image was completely merged into his Fist Strength by Hu Xiong. Then, it suddenly swept out, transforming into a long dragon that surged forward, its momentum like a rainbow, overbearing and dominating heaven and earth.

But Ling Chen’s sword strike was even more ferocious.

”Controlling Dragon in the Sky!”

Behind Ling Chen, a colossal golden-yellow dragon materialized. This Giant Dragon soared upwards, coiling in the sky above, then suddenly swooped down, its presence emanating the distinct aura of the Ancient Dragon Clan.

The eleventh form of the Dragon Seeking Sword Technique: Controlling Dragon in the Sky!

BANG!

Under Ling Chen’s sword strike, Hu Xiong’s Fist Strength was extinguished, inch by inch. The Fist Strength scattered, and Ling Chen pressed his advantage like splitting bamboo, completely overwhelming him.

His palm split open, and crimson blood seeped out. Hu Xiong’s face turned pale as he stumbled back repeatedly. He had actually been injured by Ling Chen, unable to withstand even a single move!

Although Hu Xiong was an expert of the Grand Master Sixth Layer Realm, he was still a notch below Yan Xiang. This was because Yan Xiang cultivated a King Level Cultivation Technique, the Great Devil Technique, which was incomparably overbearing. Hu Xiong, on the other hand, cultivated only a Sky-level Cultivation Technique, the Tiger Leopard Elephant Form. The difference in their Cultivation Techniques was vast. With Ling Chen’s current strength, even the Yan Xiang from before would have been in serious trouble if they met, let alone Hu Xiong.

Moreover, within this Sky Demon Tower, Ling Chen was like a fish in water, impervious to all evil. He possessed a natural counter to any Demon Dao Martial Arts. Anyone who faced him would find their strength suppressed by roughly a third, unable to unleash their full power.

His True Qi is actually this tyrannical? Hu Xiong’s expression darkened. ”Since it’s come to this, I’ll show you just how vast the difference in our Realms truly is!” He finally resolved to kill Ling Chen in a single, decisive blow.

True Qi erupted wildly from his entire body. Hu Xiong dropped into a low crouch on the ground, his eyes fixed deadly on Ling Chen as an inhuman roar escaped his lips.

Instantly, the surrounding Demonic Will was violently shattered, unable to withstand the bombardment of such sound waves, and disintegrated into nothingness.

”Tiger Elephant Thunderous Explosion!”

Hu Xiong opened his mouth, and a terrifying sound wave erupted with his roar. This single roar generated an immense sonic wave that radiated outwards, surging towards Ling Chen like a tidal wave.

A sonic martial art!

Ling Chen’s eyes narrowed. In the Martial World, martial arts utilizing sound waves are not uncommon. Take the famous Lion’s Roar, for example. If unleashed by a Top Sky Apex Strong expert, its power would be countless times greater than an ordinary lion’s roar.

”Tiger Junior, we’ll lend you a hand!”

Simultaneously, the young experts from the Tiger Demon Sect lineage also fanned out, their roars rising and falling one after another—a cacophony of ear-splitting sounds that reverberated through the air.

For a moment, it was like a pandemonium of demons. The entire tower level was saturated with these beastly roars. If any bystanders had been present, they would undoubtedly have been vibrated to death on the spot.

The destructive sound waves, like a charging army of thousands and tempestuous, monstrous waves, assaulted Ling Chen, threatening to pulverize anything they touched into fine dust.

”Sword Intent, condense!”

Ling Chen stood his ground. An intangible sword shadow began to coalesce—a fusion of his Mountain and Water Sword Intention and Slaughter Sword Intent. He then split this sword shadow into nine distinct forms, which arrayed themselves around him, shielding his body completely, making it impenetrable.