Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"With your strength, why did you offend my father and force me to take action! We have to separate as father and daughter!" Tongtong's voice was extremely cold.

The high priest stared at Tongtong, his eyes full of doubts and anger, as if he wanted to see through her. "Who are you! Who are you?" His voice trembled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Tongtong shook her head gently, and the expression on her face became more and more indifferent. "I've said that I'm Daddy's good daughter. Why don't you believe such a simple thing?" There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, as if she felt a little funny about the high priest's persistence.

The high priest's face became more ferocious when he heard this, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. "You are kidding me!" He roared, and his voice echoed in the air, as if he wanted to tear the world apart.

Tongtong smiled, and there was a bit of sarcasm and disdain in that smile. "Whether I am playing a trick on you or not, it doesn't matter now." Her voice was calm and firm, as if she had made the final decision, "I am leaving, and you, too, should die."

The moment the voice fell, Tongtong's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if she had merged into this world. However, just when everyone thought she had left, her figure suddenly appeared in the same place, holding a shriveled head in her hand!

The head belonged to the high priest, his eyes were still wide open, his face was full of fear and unwillingness.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to fall into a dead silence, everyone was shocked by this scene, and even breathing became extremely heavy. Tongtong stood there, her figure seemed particularly lonely and powerful in the afterglow of the sunset, as if the whole world was trembling under her feet.

Everyone in the field was stunned, as if time had frozen at this moment. Their eyes were focused on the place where Tongtong and the high priest had stood, and their hearts were filled with incredible shock.

"It was killed in an instant?" A weak voice sounded in the crowd, with a bit of astonishment and disbelief. Yes, the high priest who was once high and mighty, fell without any resistance in Tongtong's hands. How could this not be shocking?

Ling Xiao was also stunned in place, his eyes fixed on Tongtong, with mixed feelings in his heart. Such a powerful high priest was killed by Tongtong in an instant, which made him both surprised and a little melancholy.

He knew very well that if it were not for his lack of strength, Tongtong would not have to do it herself, let alone get involved in this bloody killing.

"In the final analysis, I am still too weak." Ling Xiao sighed in his heart, his eyes revealed a kind of firmness and determination, as if at this moment, he was more clear about his own path of cultivation.

In the sky, Tongtong glanced at the head in her hand lightly, and a trace of disgust and disdain flashed in her eyes. She seemed to feel a little disgusted with such killing, so she threw the head away without hesitation.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the head instantly turned into dust in the air and drifted away with the wind, as if it had never existed.

After finishing all this, Tongtong turned her gaze to Lingxiao. She floated lightly to Lingxiao's side, her soft little hands gently resting on Lingxiao's shoulders, her eyes flashing with tenderness and reluctance.

"Daddy, you must come to Tongtong." Tongtong's voice was soft and firm, as if she was making an eternal promise. She gently kissed Lingxiao's forehead, and the kiss was filled with endless tenderness and attachment.

"Goodbye, Daddy." Tongtong said, her figure gradually became blurred, and finally turned into a bright light and disappeared into the sky. Only Lingxiao was left standing there, looking at the direction where Tongtong disappeared, his heart was full of complex emotions and endless longing.

"Definitely!" Lingxiao's voice was firm and powerful, as if he was making an unshakable promise to Tongtong and himself.

However, his mood was extremely heavy. Looking at Tongtong's gradually dissipating figure, turning into wind and sand and going away, his heart was full of powerlessness and reluctance.

How he wished he could have enough power to protect Tongtong and change everything, but the reality made him unable to do anything.

"Tongtong..." Ling Xiao called in a low voice, with a hint of trembling and sadness in his voice. He clenched his fists, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, as if he wanted to integrate this powerlessness and anger into them.

The desire for strength became stronger in his heart. He knew that only with stronger power could he protect the people he cared about and change this cruel fate.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to swallow the whole world, and madly swallowed the energy diffused in the void.

Those energies were like trickles, gathering into a river, pouring into his body, nourishing his martial soul and meridians. His breath was constantly rising, as if it was going to break through the sky and reach a whole new height.

"Martial Soul Realm Fourth Level!" With his low shout, his realm broke through again, and his strength increased greatly. But this is far from enough, what he needs is stronger power!

"Martial Soul Realm Fifth Level!" His breath soared again, as if he wanted to bring this world under his control.

"Sixth level of the martial soul realm!" His eyes sparkled with brilliant light, like two bright stars, illuminating this dark world.

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"Seventh level of the martial soul realm!" Finally, after devouring the energy essence of the chief priest, the second chief priest, the fourth chief priest, and many powerful members of the Holy Hall Alliance, Ling Xiao's realm was finally promoted to the seventh level of the martial soul realm. At this moment, he seemed to be reborn, and his strength had made a qualitative leap.

This also means that his combat power is equivalent to the peak of the Condensation Realm, and he is also the first-tier among the strong men at the peak of the Condensation Realm. An unprecedented pride and confidence surged in his heart, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet.

However, behind this pride and confidence, he hid his deep longing and reluctance for Tongtong.

He knew that he still had a long way to go and many challenges to face, but he believed that as long as he had enough strength, he would be able to find Tongtong and protect her forever.

But deep in his heart, he still clearly felt that he was not yet the real opponent of the high priest. Even if he tried his best, he could only deal with the second and fourth priests at most. This gap in strength made him feel a sense of urgency and helplessness.

"Not enough!" Ling Xiao roared in his heart, with a hint of unwillingness and determination in his voice.

He knew very well that in this world where the strong are respected, being too weak meant that when faced with a disaster, one would always be helpless and could only watch everything happen. No matter how smart one was, he could ultimately be crushed by a simple slap from others.