Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen sneered, with a hint of disdain and mockery in his smile. His eyes flashed with a firm light, as if telling Hun Wuxu that he would never give up easily.

"Haha." Zhang Ruochen sneered, with a hint of contempt in his voice: "Have you forgotten that the Lord of Chaos Demon City, Cheng Shifei, killed the souls of the Soul Clan with his own strength, and several of your princes were directly killed?"

Zhang Ruochen's words were like a sharp dagger, stabbing Hun Wuxu's heart fiercely. His eyes were full of admiration and nostalgia for Cheng Shifei, as if the legendary figure was right in front of him, fighting side by side with him.

Hearing this, Hun Wuxu's face changed slightly, but soon returned to calm. He looked at Zhang Ruochen indifferently, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes.

"Of course I haven't forgotten." Hun Wuxu's voice was low and powerful, as if he was recalling the unbearable past. His eyes showed both awe for Cheng Shifei and firm belief in the future of the Soul Clan.

"Cheng Shifei is very powerful. To this day, our Soul Clan still has horrible legends about him. But he is a thing of the past. This time, no one can stop our Soul Clan, not even Cheng Shifei."

Hun Wuxu's words were full of confidence and domineering in the future of the Soul Clan, as if he had seen the day when the Soul Clan would rise. His eyes flashed with a firm light, as if he was telling Zhang Ruochen and Ling Xiao that this time, the Soul Clan would definitely win.

"Haha, who doesn't know how to brag?" Zhang Ruochen's mouth curled up with a sarcastic smile, which was a bit contemptuous and a bit disdainful.

His eyes flashed with wisdom, as if he had seen through Hun Wuxu's bluffing. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone, with a force that could not be ignored.

Hun Wuxu ignored Zhang Ruochen's sarcasm and turned his eyes to Ling Xiao. A grim smile appeared on his lips, which was full of contempt and murderous intent for Ling Xiao. His eyes were like a cold blade, piercing Ling Xiao fiercely, as if he wanted to see through everything about him.

"You are the kid with the treasure, very powerful, very amazing." Hun Wuxu's words were full of sarcasm and jealousy.

His words were like a sharp blade in the cold wind, and every sentence pierced Ling Xiao's vitals. However, his tone revealed an unconcealed threat, as if he had already determined Ling Xiao's fate.

"It's a pity that there is no time for you to grow up. You will die soon." Hun Wuxu's words were full of assertions about Ling Xiao's future, and those assertions were full of cruelty and ruthlessness.

His eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he had seen the moment when Ling Xiao fell at his feet.

However, facing Hun Wuxu's threat, Ling Xiao just said calmly: "Really? I'll wait." His voice was calm and firm, as if he was ready to face all challenges. His eyes flashed with an unyielding light, as if he would not give up no matter what difficulties he faced.

Immediately, Ling Xiao glanced at Zhang Ruochen and Hua Shan and others, his eyes full of trust and expectation. He took a deep breath, and then shouted firmly: "Return to the base!"

This order seemed particularly powerful at this time, as if there was an invisible force supporting it.

Originally, this order was not Ling Xiao's turn to give it anyway, but at this time his words were more effective than anyone else. Because he had proved himself with his strength, and in this world, strength is everything, and strength is respected.

As soon as the voice fell, Hua Shan and others acted quickly. They carefully protected Zhang Ruochen and evacuated first with agile and orderly steps.

Ling Xiao stayed where he was, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, always vigilantly guarding against every move of Hun Wuxu and others.

His figure leaned back slightly, as if ready to deal with a sudden attack at any time. After confirming that his people had safely walked away, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a trace of determination, and he disappeared instantly, like a ghost, leaving only a faint afterimage.

"Why don't you chase him? He is definitely not your opponent!" The voice of the masked young man was full of anger and unwillingness, and his fists were clenched, as if he was ready to rush forward at any time. There was a raging rage in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn Ling Xiao's back to ashes.

Hun Wuxu glanced at the masked young man indifferently, his voice was low and powerful, as if it contained endless majesty: "Young Master Hun Ling, do you think if I go to chase him, will he kill you first?" There was a cunning light in his eyes, as if he had seen through the masked young man's mind.

The masked young man, that is, Hun Ling, shuddered when he heard the words, and a chill instantly surged into his heart. Only then did he realize that he had just forgotten the fear and cunningness of Hun Wuxu because of his momentary anger.

Hun Wuxu's strength is unfathomable, and his methods are endless. If Ling Xiao really kills back, he is afraid that he will be in danger. Thinking of this, Hun Ling couldn't help but feel a little scared. His back was slightly cold, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Hun Wuxu looked at Hun Ling's reaction, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. That smile was full of contempt and disdain for Hun Ling.

He said lightly: "Hun Ling, when I recognize you, you are the young master, and when I don't recognize you, you are nothing. Don't be arrogant in front of me, otherwise, you will bear the consequences." Although his voice was calm, every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Hun Ling's heart hard.

Hearing this, Hun Ling's face turned pale as paper in an instant. He lowered his head and dared not look at Hun Wuxu again.

"I was wrong." Hun Ling's voice was low and heavy. He slowly lowered his head, his eyes full of regret and helplessness. His shoulders trembled slightly, as if at this moment, all his pride and self-esteem were shattered.

"Okay, you have to remember, don't fight this person before you are fully prepared. You are not his opponent." Hun Wuxu's voice was calm and powerful, and his eyes seemed to penetrate time and space and look far away.

Although there was no one there, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed deep worry.

"This is a terrible monster. Although it has not fully grown up, it is only a matter of time." Hun Wuxu's words carried a trace of fear that was difficult to conceal. He knew Ling Xiao's potential and terribleness. Even if he has not yet fully emerged, the hidden power is enough to make people afraid.

"Yes!" Hun Ling responded respectfully, his voice trembling a little, obviously deeply moved by Hun Wuxu's words. If pushed to the limit, Hun Wuxu would really dare to kill him.