Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

At this time, several other young men who did not participate in the battle last time also stood up to express their opinions, their faces full of determination and courage. They knew that this battle was not only for themselves, but also for the future of the entire Demon Suppression Mansion.

However, among this group of determined young people, there were also some who were hesitant. For example, Zhang Ruochen, the young man who was once known as the number one prodigy of the Demon Suppression Mansion. His face changed again and again after hearing Hua Shan's words, as if he was experiencing a fierce struggle in his heart.

"It's okay for me to take action. For the Demon Suppression Mansion, there is nothing to say." Zhang Ruochen finally spoke, with a hint of determination in his voice, but then he became angry.

"But I can't cooperate with those bastards of the Soul Clan." His words were full of disgust and dissatisfaction with the Soul Clan, but the resistance to cooperation also put him in a dilemma.

Hearing this, many people present had the same ripples in their hearts, and their faces showed complex expressions at the same time, with anger, helplessness, and worries about the future.

Master Qi clenched his fists and spat out a few words with hatred: "Yes, it's too unpleasant to join forces with them. I feel sick when I think about fighting side by side with the Soul Clan who once massacred our compatriots." His voice trembled slightly with anger, and his eyes revealed his deep hatred for the Soul Clan.

Hua Shan sighed softly, and her eyes seemed to penetrate time and space and return to that war-torn era.

"I didn't expect it... But if we don't join forces, everyone will die!" Her voice was low and firm, with a hint of unquestionable determination.

She knew very well that the current situation did not allow them to have any hesitation or retreat. Only by uniting all the forces that could be united could they win in this life-and-death contest.

At this point, everyone's eyes turned to Ling Xiao at the same time, as if they were waiting for him to make the final decision. Ling Xiao was silent for a moment, and his eyes swept across everyone's faces, as if looking for some kind of answer.

"To be honest, I don't want to cooperate with the Soul Clan either." Ling Xiao finally spoke, his voice was low and powerful, revealing his deep nostalgia for the past and his firm belief in the future.

"I have witnessed the Soul Clan killing our people with my own eyes. The bodies of the killed people are still warm. It is really uncomfortable for me to cooperate with them." There was a firm light in his eyes, which was a memory of hatred.

Zhang Ruochen nodded after hearing this, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Yes, many of our brothers died in their hands! I will never forget the pain of losing my loved ones." His tone was full of hatred for the Soul Clan and nostalgia for his deceased comrades.

Mr. Qi also nodded heavily, frowning, as if there was a huge stone pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to let go.

"When I think of this, I can't let it go!" His voice was low and powerful, revealing his inner struggle and pain. There was a firm light in his eyes, which was a memory of hatred, but at the same time mixed with helplessness and confusion.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao changed the subject. His eyes were like torches, staring at everyone closely, his voice firm and powerful: "I will not let you forget the hatred, and I don't want to forget it myself. Those memories of blood and tears are our driving force and the roots we cannot give up. But now, we have a stronger enemy."

There was an unquestionable determination in his tone, as if telling everyone that we must make a choice in the face of reality.

As he spoke, he slowly turned his head, his eyes passed through the closed window, as if he could penetrate the heavy obstacles and see the battlefield in the distance.

His voice became soft and deep: "Join hands, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope. At this time, no matter how unhappy you are, you have to let it go!" His eyes revealed a firm belief in the future and a desire for victory, as if telling everyone that only by unity can we overcome the difficulties in front of us.

Hate? He felt it just as deeply. Those comrades who had fought side by side, their bodies were cruelly hung on the top of the city. At that moment, his heart seemed to be torn apart. He wanted to wash the soul clan with blood with his own hands and avenge his comrades.

However, he also understood that if both sides could not let go of this hatred for the time being, then in this cruel war, both sides would have to die! He knew this truth better than anyone else.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with wisdom. He knew that hatred was a double-edged sword that could both inspire people to move forward and plunge people into an endless abyss.

At this critical moment of life and death, they must put aside their personal grievances and unite to jointly resist foreign enemies and protect the peace of this land and people.

In fact, Ling Xiao also knew this very well. He clearly saw that although everyone understood the current situation, the grievances in their hearts about the past were still difficult to completely let go.

Everyone's face was filled with complex emotions, which was a kind of nostalgia for the past, hatred for the enemy, and confusion and uneasiness about the future.

Ling Xiao's eyes swept across everyone's faces. He understood their feelings. After all, they were once mortal enemies, and now they have to join forces. This change is indeed difficult to accept, and it is still a bit awkward after all.

But he also knew that the current situation did not allow them to have any more hesitation or disagreement. Only by uniting together could they overcome the difficulties ahead.

Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time, his eyes moving back and forth between Ling Xiao and the others, as if he was looking for some kind of answer.

Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind: "You are right, I will listen to you. Now is the time to unite and face the enemy. Moreover, the Soul Clan suffered even greater losses this time. Thinking about this, I feel much better."

There was a hint of relief in his voice, as if he had put down the burden in his heart.

When the people heard this, they might still have some knots in their hearts, but seeing that Zhang Ruochen had made a decision, they all nodded in agreement.

Although their faces still had grievances and dissatisfaction with the past, at this moment, they all understood that only by temporarily putting these aside could they face the enemy together.

Ling Xiao looked at the consensus gradually reached by everyone and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He knew that although this step was difficult, it was something they had to take. Only by uniting together could they win in this life-and-death contest.

"Okay, let's all go back and practice. The enemy won't give us too much time. Maybe in a few days, they will launch a massive attack. Then, we will have to face a life-and-death battle again." Ling Xiao's voice was filled with an unquestionable determination, but his smile revealed his firm belief in the future.

He knew that every minute and every second was crucial, and only by constantly improving his strength could he be invincible in the upcoming battle.