Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The two walked one after the other towards the place where Xiao Lianzhu was imprisoned. The sunlight shone on them through the gaps in the leaves, but it seemed unable to dispel the tension and depression in the air.

Ling Xiao's steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to tell the second guardian that his determination was unshakable. The second guardian could only follow behind Ling Xiao silently, with a complex emotion in his heart - both fear of the unknown and desire for life.

Seeing that Ling Xiao did not continue to take action, the second guardian finally felt relieved. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his heartbeat that was accelerated by fear.

He was secretly shocked. Although Ling Xiao's cultivation had only recovered to the peak of the True Yuan Realm, the strength and means he showed were enough to make the entire Huangquan Bulao Mountain - the sect with great prestige in the Demon Suppression Mansion and ranked in the top five, fall into an unprecedented predicament and almost reach the edge of destruction.

Such a feat, if not seen with one's own eyes, who can believe it?

The road the two passed was full of shocking scenes. Along the way, there were corpses everywhere. They were either lying in a pool of blood or curled up in the shadows. Without exception, they all showed extremely tragic deaths.

These corpses lost all the vitality and color they had in life, becoming shriveled and twisted, as if their vitality and souls were taken away by some terrifying force. Every time he looked at them, the second guardian felt a chill in his heart. He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he had not become one of them.

Recalling the cruelty and determination that Ling Xiao had shown before, the second guardian felt mixed emotions. He had to admit that this man, known as the Demon Cultivator, did have extraordinary power and means. Once he got angry, his madness and cruelty were enough to scare anyone.

Every move of Ling Xiao revealed an unquestionable authority and determination, as if in his world, nothing was unconquerable.

The second guardian walked and thought to himself, with both awe of Ling Xiao's strength and fear of his temper.

He knew that if such a person was angered, the consequences would be disastrous. Therefore, despite his unwillingness and humiliation, he chose to obey and compromise. After all, saving his life was the most important thing at the moment.

Soon, Ling Xiao followed the second guardian, who was hesitant but had to follow his steps, into the most secret place of the bunker. Here, the light became extremely weak, with only a few green lights embedded in the stone wall barely illuminating the front.

There was a faint, indescribable strange smell in the air, which seemed to be a mixture of herbs, metals and some unknown liquid, which made people alert.

As the second guardian's low spells and complex gestures intertwined, a subtle wave rippled in the air, and the door hidden in the shadows slowly appeared and finally opened with a bang.

At this moment, it seemed as if even time had frozen, and Ling Xiao's eyes were instantly attracted by the scene behind the door.

Inside the door, there is a vast space, with thousands of huge crystal containers standing in the center. They are arranged neatly and emit a soft and mysterious light. These crystals are crystal clear, like the purest gems in nature, but at this moment they carry a creepy scene.

Inside the container, the figures of young men and women are clearly visible. Their faces are peaceful, but they reveal an unnatural paleness, as if they are sleeping beauties forgotten by time, or souls imprisoned in dreams.

The special liquid flows slowly in the container, showing a light blue or green color. The liquid seems to contain some powerful vitality, or an unknown force that makes people palpitate.

The tubes inserted into them, like slender vines, closely connect their lives with these containers, and each one seems to silently tell unknown secrets and pain.

Ling Xiao's eyes swept across each container, and complex emotions surged in his heart. Shock, anger, pity... all kinds of emotions intertwined, making it almost difficult for him to control himself. He couldn't imagine what kind of cruel reality and conspiracy was hidden under this seemingly calm appearance.

And is Xiao Lianzhu also waiting for his salvation in this endless darkness and despair?

Ling Xiao stepped into the forest made of crystal containers, his eyes were like torches, but he couldn't find any trace of Xiao Lianzhu in this vastness, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable anxiety and uneasiness in his heart.

He turned slowly, and his indifference was filled with unquestionable majesty, as if even the air could solidify. "Where are the people?"

His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a majesty and oppression that could not be ignored.

The second guardian was frightened by this sudden question and trembled all over. He quickly stepped back a few steps, his eyes flickering, as if he was considering how to answer to avoid angering the killing god. "It's... right inside."

He pointed carefully to a row of crystal containers not far away, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, "Xiao Lianzhu's situation is rather special. We...we used all the methods we could think of, including the best equipment, to try to extract her soul for research."

At this point, he secretly glanced at Ling Xiao, and seeing that the other party's expression did not change, he dared to continue, "But strangely, there seems to be a powerful force hidden in this girl's body, which is constantly resisting our intrusion and protecting her from harm. So, although we tried countless times, we never succeeded. Otherwise... cough cough..."

He coughed a few times, as if to hide his embarrassment and fear, "Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to see her here."

Before he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment. The Second Protector suddenly felt an aura of death approaching. He instinctively wanted to move sideways to avoid it, but it was already too late.

Ling Xiao's movements were swift and decisive. His arms instantly stretched out, like the claws of a great beast protruding from the abyss, and he grasped the second protector's throat with precision.

The fingers had distinct joints, but they contained a heart-stopping power. They cut off the Second Protector's breath in an instant, leaving only a struggle full of unwillingness and terror in his eyes.

"I don't want to hear this nonsense," Ling Xiao's voice was low and cold, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable determination and anger, "Tell me, where is Zhu'er?" There was no hesitation or pity in his eyes, only a desire for the truth and a deep disgust for the person in front of him.

The second guardian's face turned red from suffocation. He struggled to move his lips and tried to make a sound, but he could only make a weak grunt.

Ling Xiao's strength did not relax at all, but tightened a bit, as if to tell him that if he didn't tell the truth, irreversible death would be waiting for him.