Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Hearing this, Hun Wu Jue's eyes narrowed slowly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was a playful response to Long Yingtian's words, and it also concealed a deep expectation and confidence in what was about to happen.

"Thank you for the compliment, Long Yingtian, just watch slowly, your Demon-Suppressing Mansion will fall powerlessly and return to dust like a kite with a broken string in your one thought and one mistake, hahahaha!"

His laughter echoed in the empty sky and earth, with an unquestionable domineering and arrogance, as if he had foreseen the fruits of victory.

The laughter gradually subsided, and Hun Wu Jue's eyes turned to the old man on the side. The old man was dressed in a green robe, with a simple face and deep eyes. He was the green robe who had killed Ling Xiao before.

"Green robe, this is left to you." His voice was steady and powerful, revealing his trust in Green Robe's ability.

"I have to rush to Chaos Demon City. This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I must seize it and kill more of the scum of the Demon Suppression Mansion to let those so-called righteous people know what the end will be if they resist me, Hun Wu Jue."

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Hun Wu Jue's eyes, which was ruthless and resolute to the enemy. He gently patted the dust on his body, as if to brush away all distractions, leaving only the desire and concentration for the battle.

After speaking, he turned around, and his figure was like a black lightning, instantly cutting through the sky and quickly disappearing into the sky. That back figure was both lonely and resolute, as if announcing to the world that his will was unstoppable and his determination was as solid as a rock.

"Master Fuzun, you go first, I will deal with these people." Ling Xiao's voice suddenly sounded, firm and powerful, as if he was making an important decision.

His eyes were deep, revealing an unquestionable determination, as if he was ready to face all challenges.

Ling Xiao felt mixed emotions. He knew that Long Yingtian had been fooled this time just to save him. This favor weighed on his heart like a huge rock, and he couldn't let it go.

He had to make amends, even if it meant violating some of his own principles, even if he didn't want to use the power that had been sealed - the power of the Demon Soul King. But at this critical moment of life and death, he had no way out and could only move forward.

However, Long Yingtian shook his head, his eyes full of worry and reluctance.

"Bullshit, if I leave, you will die." His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight. He knew Ling Xiao's strength, but he knew more about the power of the enemy and the formation in front of him. He was worried that Ling Xiao couldn't deal with it alone.

"What's more, this formation is so powerful that I can't break it, and I can't leave even if I want to." Long Yingtian added, his eyes swept across the surrounding formations, and a trace of helplessness and anxiety flashed in his eyes.

This formation was like an invisible giant hand, trapping them here firmly, making it impossible for them to escape.

Facing Long Yingtian's worry, Ling Xiao smiled, with a hint of confidence and calmness in his smile.

"This formation is nothing more than child's play for me." His voice was calm and firm, as if he was talking about something insignificant. He gently raised his hand, and his fingertips drew a subtle trajectory in the air, as if he was controlling some invisible force.

"I didn't say anything just now, but I was actually breaking the formation." Ling Xiao continued, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes. As he spoke, he observed the changes in the formation, as if he was having a silent contest with it.

"What!" Long Yingtian's voice was filled with incredible shock, and he seemed to be frozen in place by an invisible force, his eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Although he had long known that Ling Xiao had extraordinary talent and attainments in the way of formations, he knew that the formation in front of him was extraordinary even for him.

This is not just an ordinary formation. Its level is at least level seven. Only warriors above the Heavenly Man Realm can explore its secrets and even try to break it.

Level seven formation means that it contains the truth between heaven and earth. It is a difficult hurdle on the road of martial arts practice, and it is a double test of martial arts wisdom and strength.

However, Ling Xiao's realm is just the Unending Realm. In the vast world of martial arts, the Unending Realm is just a tiny starting point on the long journey, located at the lower level of the thirteenth realm of martial arts.

In comparison, the Heavenly Man Realm is a high-level existence in the eighteenth realm of martial arts. The gap between the two is as difficult to cross as a chasm.

Long Yingtian couldn't help but feel bitter and helpless.

He knew that even if Ling Xiao had an extraordinary talent in the way of formation, it would undoubtedly be difficult to break this level seven formation.

This requires not only a deep attainment in formation, but also a matching strength and realm, and these two points are obviously not available to Ling Xiao at present.

He looked at Ling Xiao's confident face, feeling mixed emotions. On the one hand, he admired Ling Xiao's courage and determination; on the other hand, he was worried about the dangers and difficulties Ling Xiao might face.

He knew that Ling Xiao's move was undoubtedly challenging his own limits, as well as the limits of this formation, and the outcome was unknown.

At this time, the green-robed old man slowly turned his gaze to Long Yingtian, with a bit of sincerity and persuasion in his eyes.

"Long Yingtian, Hun Wujue has left. What I say now is completely sincere. There is no need for you to fight to the death with us. If you really want to leave, we can let you live.

We have only one goal, and that is Ling Xiao. As for the life and death of the Soul Clan, it has nothing to do with us, and we have no intention of attacking the Demon Suppression Mansion. "

The voice of the old man in green robe was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a heavy weight that people could not ignore.

When Long Yingtian heard the words, he did not immediately respond to the green-robed old man. Instead, he turned to the technique of sound transmission and said to Ling Xiao:

"Are you sure you can break through this formation? This is no child's play. Once we fail, we may all fall into a place of no return."

There was a hint of unnoticeable worry in his voice. It was obvious that although he had confidence in Ling Xiao's abilities, he was still a little worried at such a critical moment.

When Ling Xiao heard this, a confident smile appeared on his lips. That smile contained both comfort for Long Yingtian and confidence in his own strength.

"Of course I am confident of breaking through this formation, but according to the old man in green robe, as long as you are willing to leave, he will not forcefully stop you.

After all, if he really presses you, he may not be able to bear the consequences once you go all out. So, I think we can do what he said, get out of here first, and then think about it in the long term. "