Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Revenge? This thought has become so distant and vague in her mind that she even began to doubt whether she still has the courage to face the suffocatingly powerful enemy.

On the other side, the atmosphere at the location of Bada Commercial Bank was so heavy that water could almost drip. Pang Yaoyue, a strong woman known for her iron fist, could not hide the haze and unwillingness on her face at this moment.

She stood there, her eyes penetrated through the heavy obstructions, as if she could see the thrilling battle in the distance, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Bada Commercial Bank, as a force on par with Sitong Commercial Bank, also had deep hostility towards Ling Xiao, hoping that he would be wiped out under the siege of Huangquan Bulao Mountain. However, reality was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting their fantasies.

Ling Xiao, the boy who they once thought was just a little tricky, now seemed to have been reborn, showing a terrifying strength that made people palpitate.

Not only did he not die, but he shook the foundation of Huangquan Bulao Mountain with his own strength. This contrast made Pang Yaoyue feel unprecedented frustration and anger.

"Pass the order down," she took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in her heart. Although her voice was light, it was full of unquestionable majesty, "Bada Commercial Bank will immediately stop all overt or covert actions against Ling Xiao, and wait and see. We need to reassess the situation and formulate a more prudent strategy."

When issuing this order, a complex emotion flashed in Pang Yaoyue's eyes. She knew that this decision meant giving up the opportunity in front of her, and might even put Bada Commercial Bank at a disadvantage in future competition.

But reason told her that being an enemy of a strong man like Ling Xiao was tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg, especially after he had just shown such amazing strength.

"Yes!" A trusted subordinate responded, and his figure quickly disappeared behind the door, like a ghost in the dark night, executing the will of his master.

Pang Yaoyue continued to stand in front of the window, staring into the distance, feeling unwilling and deeply worried about the future. She knew that the storm was far from over, and the grudge between Bada Commercial Bank and Ling Xiao might have just begun.

In the distance, Ling Xiao's steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to be on the drumbeat of fate. He slowly walked towards the entrance of the underground fortress. The sun shone obliquely, coating his tall figure with a layer of golden light, but also reflecting the unquestionable determination in his eyes.

Above this entrance, there stood a huge stone tablet, which seemed to be the guardian of the earth, and it still stood firm after vicissitudes of life.

The surface of the stone tablet was mottled and engraved with ancient runes. Every stroke revealed the precipitation of years and unspeakable power. Its huge size seemed to be able to swallow the courage of all challengers, giving people a sense of being unshakable.

Ling Xiao stared at the stone tablet, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, which was contempt for the powerful enemy and confidence in his own strength.

He raised his hand slightly, and the bloodthirsty sword spirit in his hand turned into a blood-colored stream of light. On the blade, it seemed to condense the resentment and unyielding of thousands of lives, exuding a heart-pounding chill.

"A mere stone tablet, you want to block my way?" Ling Xiao whispered, and then his body suddenly jumped up, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, and the bloodthirsty sword spirit in his hand suddenly swung out, with a whistling sound that tore through the air, and went straight to the stone tablet.

Boom--

A knife slashed down, and the moment the knife light collided with the stone tablet, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword energy raged like a tornado. The whole wilderness seemed to be shocked by this power, and the roar echoed for a long time.

However, in front of this earth-shaking power, the stone tablet was like a rock, not moving at all, and not even a crack appeared.

Ling Xiao frowned, and a trace of surprise and solemnity flashed in his eyes. He knew that this stone tablet was not an ordinary thing. It could withstand his full-strength attack without any damage. There must be an extraordinary secret behind it.

Without any hesitation, Ling Xiao gathered his strength again. This time, he not only used the domineering and wildness of the bloodthirsty sword soul, but also integrated the holiness and majesty of the sword soul of the God-killing Sword.

Two completely different forces intertwined and collided in his body, and finally merged into one, turning into an unprecedented bright sword light, and slashed at the stone tablet again.

Boom!

There was another loud noise, and this time the stone tablet finally reacted. It trembled violently, as if it had endured an unimaginable impact.

However, even so, the stone tablet still held its position. Although there were fluctuations on the surface, it did not leave any traces of damage. Its tenacity and perseverance were amazing.

Ling Xiao looked at the stone tablet and couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in his heart. He knew that if he wanted to break through this level, brute force alone was far from enough. He had to find the weakness of the stone tablet or find another way.

So, he slowly put away the bloodthirsty sword soul, and carefully searched the stone tablet, looking for the possible flaw.

Ling Xiao frowned deeply, his eyes flashed with solemnity and thought, as if he was examining an ancient and complex puzzle.

"This door is indeed extraordinary, and the power it contains is far beyond imagination!" He thought to himself, with a tone of awe for the challenge and confidence in the means he was about to use.

Then, a sneer quietly climbed up the corner of his mouth, and the smile contained unruly and arrogant, as if saying: "No matter how strong you are, I have my trump card."

Ling Xiao knew that although the stone tablet in front of him was strong, it was not impeccable, because he held in his hand a treasure that could crack the secrets of all things in the world - a magical hair from his previous life.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and gently spread his palm, as if he was performing a sacred ceremony. He took out a hair as thin as a hair from his sleeve. This hair seemed ordinary, but it emitted a faint fluorescence, containing indescribable power and mystery.

Ling Xiao silently thought in his heart that each of these three hairs was obtained by him after countless hardships and adventures in his previous life, and each of them had the ability to change the world:

One can command 100,000 monkey soldiers and be invincible; one can break everything in the world and be indestructible; the last one has the miraculous power to bring the dead back to life.

"Today, let you see the power of this "breaking everything" hair!" Ling Xiao whispered in his heart, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

He gently raised his hand and flicked his fingertips lightly. The hair was like being given life, instantly turning into a stream of light, cutting through the air and heading straight for the base of the stone tablet.

There was a light sound, almost inaudible, but shocking. The stream of light hit the base of the stone tablet accurately, and in an instant, a tiny but clearly visible hole appeared on the stone tablet.

Although the hole was small, it was enough to prove the terrifying power contained in the hair, which was enough to penetrate any seemingly indestructible object in the world.

Ling Xiao looked at the hole, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the light of victory flashed in his eyes.