Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ji Jiao opened his mouth and was about to continue arguing, but he saw a flash of impatience in the deep eyes of the Demon Soul King, and his words were like ice, interrupting his unfinished words: "Just take my words back word for word, no need to say more. My patience is limited, and I don't have time to listen to you nagging."

The Demon Soul King's voice was low and powerful, and every word hit Ji Jiao's heart like a heavy hammer, making him take a step back involuntarily, and his face was even more uncertain and complex. He knew that the strength of the black-robed man in front of him was unfathomable, but the unwillingness and stubbornness in his heart made it difficult for him to give up.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Jiao slowly took out a crystal clear jade card from the secret pocket inside the lapel. The jade card exuded a faint warm luster, which was obviously not an ordinary thing.

He raised his head and looked at the Demon Soul King firmly. His voice was trembling but full of determination that should not be underestimated: "Senior, your might is overwhelming, but I dare to think that it is too childish to want me to retreat just by your momentum. Although I am not talented, I am willing to learn from you and prove what I have learned."

Ji Jiao's courage is indeed extraordinary. The unwillingness and curiosity in his heart burned like a raging fire, driving him to make a bold decision.

In his opinion, although the Demon Soul King is imposing, there are also many bluffing people in the world. He is worried that this senior may be just a facade, like a paper tiger, strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Therefore, he decided to test it himself to verify the true strength of the Demon Soul King.

Ji Jiao knew that if he just took the Demon Soul King's words back to the Ji family intact and retreated without making any attempts, it would not only make him lose face in the family.

"Hmph!"

This cold snort burst out from the throat of the Demon Soul King, low and deep, like thunder suddenly sounded in the eternal ice, instantly shaking the air around, and even the space seemed to be slightly distorted. Ji Jiao's face suddenly changed at this moment. He felt an invisible pressure emanating from the Demon Soul King, like a heavy stone pressing down on his head, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Then, an indescribable chill spread from Ji Jiao's right arm, which was a kind of fear and despair from the depths of his soul.

Obviously, his body was not directly injured by any external force, but his right arm seemed to be tightly bound by invisible chains. All nerves and muscles lost control at this moment, as if the soul was pulled out and he could not move at all.

The intense pain and powerlessness intertwined together, making Ji Jiao scream, and the voice was full of fear and unwillingness.

An unprecedented panic surged in his heart, which was a deep fear of unknown power and a sense of helplessness about the fate he was about to face.

At this critical moment of life and death, Ji Jiao did not hesitate for a moment. He quickly took out the jade token that was shining with warm white light from his arms. It was his last trump card, an ancient artifact carrying an ancient teleportation array. The runes on the jade token seemed to be activated at this moment, flowing with a faint spiritual light, echoing the urgency and despair in Ji Jiao's heart.

As Ji Jiao's mind moved, the light on the jade token suddenly burst out, forming a dazzling space crack, instantly swallowing him whole.

This process was completed almost in the blink of an eye. Ji Jiao's figure disappeared out of thin air in the astonished eyes of everyone, leaving only a string of residual sounds echoing in the air, and the jade token that had been completely shattered and turned into countless small fragments.

The jade token, as a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the Ji family, not only engraved the ancient teleportation array leading to a safe place, but also carried the wisdom and expectations of the Ji family's ancestors.

However, these three precious opportunities to use it have now been exhausted. The shattering of the jade token not only marks a major sacrifice for Ji Jiao, but also indicates that he will face a more difficult situation in the future.

But at this critical moment, Ji Jiao's choice is undoubtedly wise. He would rather waste the last chance of this ancient artifact than put himself in a more dangerous situation.

Watching Ji Jiao's figure gradually fade out of sight until it completely disappears in the vast night, a subtle complex emotion flashed in the eyes of the Demon Soul King.

He slowly leaned over, with an unquestionable majesty in his movements, and picked up the scattered jade token fragments one by one, each of which seemed to carry some heavy memory or unfulfilled promise. The fragments of the jade token glowed faintly in the moonlight, reflecting his deep and resolute face.

Then, the Demon Soul King moved, like a ghost in the night, and stepped silently into the mysterious sky array. He walked steadily, and every step seemed to stir up ripples in the space, and finally stopped beside Ling Xiao.

He was a young and tenacious boy, who was concentrating with his eyes closed at this moment. Although his face was a little tired, his eyebrows revealed an unyielding will. The Demon Soul King gently placed the jade fragment in his hand next to Ling Xiao, and his action contained a trace of imperceptible tenderness and care.

"Boy, I have already done what you asked for." The Demon Soul King's voice was low and powerful, echoing in the empty sky array, with a trace of unquestionable majesty.

"However, I want to remind you that my duty is to protect you, not to solve all your troubles endlessly. In the future, please don't ask me to protect others on your behalf, and don't disturb my peace."

Although his tone was a bit harsh, if you listen carefully, you can feel the helplessness and fatigue hidden in it.

After saying that, the figure of the Demon Soul King moved again, turned into a black light, and instantly sank into the magic needle space he carried with him. There, it was his private place to rest and recuperate, and it was also a safe haven for him to seek a moment of peace in the turbulent world.

With his departure, the sky array returned to peace again, leaving only the night breeze blowing gently, bringing bursts of coolness.

After witnessing all this, Jin Yan and Ling Bi couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and gratitude for surviving the disaster. They smiled at each other, with joy and determination in their eyes. Then, the two of them no longer hesitated, quickly sat cross-legged, and began to fully operate the skills, regulate their breathing and heal their injuries.

They knew that only by recovering their strength as soon as possible could they better protect themselves and their loved ones in this world full of dangers.

About a quarter of an hour passed quietly. This period may be just a short moment for ordinary people, but for Ling Xiao, it seemed like a baptism of the heart. He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with clarity and determination after recovery.

His eyes naturally fell on the scattered fragments of the jade tablet on the ground. Those mottled marks recorded the vicissitudes of time and the glory of the past.