Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Sir, the key has been safely handed over to Ling Xiao." The black-armored warrior stood tall and straight in front of the palace master, bowing to report, with a hint of unnoticeable worry in his voice, "However, the road to Huangquan Bulao Mountain is dangerous. Abnormal, even if he can return safely, it is unknown. "

The master of the palace sat on the throne, his face as calm as water, but his eyes revealed his deep trust in his son.

"I have always trusted my son's vision." He spoke slowly, with confidence and expectation in his tone. "The people he admires must be outstanding. Since we have tried our best to help and delivered the key, The next step depends on his own destiny.”

Hearing this, the black-armored warrior frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he just reminded in a deep voice: "Sir, according to reliable information, more than twenty Tianhe Realm powerhouses have developed a strong interest in Ling Xiao. , They followed him openly or secretly, with unknown intentions. Ling Xiao's trip was undoubtedly a road full of thorns. "

"Let's see, maybe he will give us a surprise." The palace master's voice echoed in the spacious hall, with a hint of unnoticeable expectation and trust.

His words fell lightly, but they struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer, causing ripples. His eyes were deep and far away, as if he had penetrated the barrier of time and foresaw an unknown turning point.

"Our current mission, the most important one, is to keep a close eye on the soul clan's every move." Fu Zun's tone turned solemn, and every word was like a golden stone falling to the ground, sonorous and powerful.

He stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, his posture erect and erect, exuding an unquestionable majesty.

"The Soul Clan's coveting of the Demon Suppression Mansion has long been obvious. Their ambition is like a greedy beast, always ready to devour everything. We must always remain vigilant and must not slack off at all."

Having said this, the palace master's eyes flashed with worry, but more of them were firm and decisive.

"Once the Soul Clan steps into the Demon Suppressing Mansion, it will be an unimaginable disaster. All lives will be ruined, blood will flow into rivers, and the world will once again fall into endless war and chaos. This is something we cannot tolerate, and it is something we must do our best to Go and stop it.”

When the black-armored warrior heard this, his body trembled, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes. He was well aware of the heavy responsibility he shouldered, and he also understood the weight of Fu Zun's words.

"Yes!" He responded firmly, his voice loud and full of strength and determination. He bowed and saluted, and then slowly retreated. Every step he took seemed so firm and courageous, as if he was ready to face any upcoming challenges.

As the black-armored warrior left, calm returned to the hall again. But beneath this calmness, there is an undercurrent. The palace master's eyes were still staring into the distance, as if he was thinking about a more far-reaching layout and plan.

He knows that there is still a long way to go, and challenges and crises will follow. But he believes that as long as they are united, nothing can stop them from moving forward.

On the other side, Ling Xiao stepped into the Everlasting Mountain of Huangquan alone. This mysterious and independent world seemed to be a secret realm specially carved by nature. Only the key containing strange power can open the door to this place.

The moment he stepped into this world, Ling Xiao felt an unprecedented pressure on his face.

Surrounded by endless mountains, they stand in an almost primitive manner, both eerie and desolate, revealing an indescribable antiquity and vicissitudes of life.

These mountains seem to be the backbone of the earth, occupying every corner of the entire small world in an attitude of arrogance.

There was a cold and heavy atmosphere in the air, as if even breathing had become extremely difficult.

This kind of breath is like the breath of death escaping from the underworld and the hell, and it also seems like the dust of time left over from ancient times, which makes people involuntarily feel awe.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and tried to calm down the fluctuations in his heart, but the chill was like a maggot attached to his bones, wrapping around him tightly and making it difficult to get rid of.

At the foot of the mountain, the scene is even more shocking. There are numerous bones piled up in mountains. They are scattered or arranged neatly, telling the tragedy and sadness of the past.

In this land of death and silence, the ghosts do not seem to have found rest. They wander in the air, emitting bursts of shrill wails. The sound is extremely penetrating and hits the softest part of the heart, making people tremble.

Even Ling Xiao, who was extremely courageous, couldn't help but clenched his fists secretly to resist the fear coming from the depths of his soul.

The light in the entire small world is extremely dim, and the sky seems to be shrouded in a thick layer of yellow gauze, making this place always in a dim and hazy state. This kind of light not only blocks people's vision, but also adds a bit of depression and uneasiness.

Whenever the breeze blows, it brings not only the rustling of leaves, but also the whispers and wailings that seem to come from under the Nine Netherworld. They are intertwined to form a creepy death movement.

Ling Xiao looked around, feeling mixed emotions in his heart. He knew that this trip was extremely dangerous, but for the persistence and belief in his heart, he had to move forward bravely. He clenched his fists and looked firmly at the highest mountain in front of him - that might be the end of his trip.

Ling Xiao's brows were furrowed, and his deep eyes shone with vigilance and doubt. He looked around, and every inch of land in Huangquan Everlasting Mountain revealed an unusual aura, as if every inch of air contained ancient and mysterious power.

His intuition told him that this place was not a good place, hiding unknown secrets and dangers.

He took a deep breath and decided to adopt a more cautious strategy. Ling Xiao knew that it was not wise to break in by force, so he decided to treat them with courtesy first, hoping to achieve his goal in a peaceful way.

He slowly raised his hands, waved them lightly, and bowed his head. This action was both a respect for the unknown existence and a sign that he had no ill intentions.

"I am Ling Xiao, and I have come to the place of the Undying Man in Huangquan to find someone. I beg the senior or the guardian spirit to help me meet him." His voice was clear and loud, penetrating the silence around him, with a hint of determination that could not be rejected, but more of sincerity and pleading.

"Get out!"

However, what responded to him was not the peace or curiosity he imagined, but a sudden roar. The sound echoed in the valley like thunder, full of an unquestionable sense of oppression, as if to crush all the existences that dared to invade this place into dust.

There was no reasoning or negotiation in this shout, only naked rejection and threats.

Ling Xiao's face darkened slightly, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, which was a kind of anger after being provoked, and also a persistence in his decision.