Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Boss, you're back. I was so worried. Are you okay?" Jin Yan's voice was trembling. Obviously, he was very concerned about Ling Xiao's safety.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly when he heard this. In that smile, he was grateful for Jin Yan's concern and confident that he had returned safely. "Not only am I okay, but I also got some benefits." He said softly, revealing an unconcealable joy in his tone.

"Is that the ancestor trial they talked about?" Jin Yan asked curiously, with curiosity and expectation in his eyes. He knew that the ancestor trial meant supreme glory and power to them, the demon soul beasts, and Ling Xiao was able to return from it, and he had obviously gained a lot.

"Yeah!"

Ling Xiao nodded gently, and that simple response contained an indescribable calmness and confidence. His eyes were deep and calm, as if telling everyone that everything he said was true and there was no need to say more.

"Impossible, you can't pass the ancestor trial. No matter how talented you are, you are a human after all." Wen Zu's voice echoed in the empty venue. He struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to deeply imprint Ling Xiao's figure in his eyes.

His tone was full of unwillingness and anger, which was a kind of despair and struggle after being hit hard by reality.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and that smile contained both tolerance for Wen Zu's doubts and confidence in his own strength.

He did not choose to explain, but directly released his outer body. Although the outer body had shrunk a lot, the terrifying pressure from the ancestor of the demon soul beast, once released, was like a mountain torrent, unstoppable.

The pressure was like an invisible huge wave, sweeping across the entire venue in an instant, making all the demon soul beasts present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression. Their bodies trembled involuntarily, as if at this moment, their souls were bound by this pressure and could not move.

Even those powerful demon soul beasts could not resist this pressure. Their faces became extremely ugly at this moment, and their eyes flashed with fear and awe. They knew very well that this pressure came from the ancestor of the magic soul beast, which was the nemesis of all magic soul beasts and an existence they could not resist.

Ling Xiao stood there quietly, his body was like his patron saint, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

Wen Zu looked at the body in disbelief, and the expression on his face was as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"It's impossible that the ancestor would pass on the inheritance to an outsider." His voice trembled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, full of disbelief and despair. His eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao, as if he wanted to deeply imprint Ling Xiao's figure in his mind, trying to find a trace of lies.

Ling Xiao's smile was full of a hint of sarcasm, a mockery of ignorance and prejudice. He did not respond directly to Wen Zu's words, but just stood there quietly, allowing the pressure from the ancestor of the magic soul beast to continue to cover the whole scene.

His eyes were deep and calm, as if he was telling everyone that this was the truth, no need to say more.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zu was shocked. He realized that his gaffe just now might have caused Ling Xiao's dissatisfaction.

He quickly adjusted his mood, with a hint of humility and temptation in his tone: "I have no other intentions, I'm just curious! After all, the inheritance of the ancestor is of great significance to us demon soul beasts."

Ling Xiao sneered, and that laugh was full of disdain for Wen Zu's hypocrisy.

He turned to look at Lie Yong, his tone firm and powerful: "Immediately, summon all the demon soul beasts here, especially the younger generation, all must come!" His eyes flashed with an unquestionable light, as if he was issuing an order that could not be disobeyed.

Lie Yong did not hesitate at all, nodded repeatedly, and his face was filled with a flattering smile: "Everything is subject to the orders of the Demon Lord, I will go now." For Lie Yong, the stronger Ling Xiao is, the more stable his position in the demon soul beast village will be, and the better the future will be.

Therefore, he naturally had to go all out to help Ling Xiao in order to gain more favor and trust. His figure quickly disappeared from the spot, and he rushed in the direction of summoning the Demon Soul Beast villagers, his heart full of expectations and longings for Ling Xiao's future.

After Lie Yong hurriedly left, Ling Xiao's eyes fell on the golden collar lying quietly on the ground again. This golden collar not only has a gorgeous appearance, but also exudes a faint golden light, revealing an extraordinary breath.

He gently raised his hand, and his fingertips moved slightly, as if there was an invisible force pulling, and the golden collar rose slowly as if summoned, and finally fell steadily into his palm, without the slightest struggle or resistance.

Ling Xiao carefully sensed the breath in the golden collar, and he could clearly sense that it contained a powerful weapon spirit. This weapon spirit did not seem to be afraid of him, but instead revealed a faint satisfaction and closeness. This feeling made Ling Xiao smile slightly, and an inexplicable warmth surged in his heart.

"Since you don't mind staying with me, then stay." Ling Xiao said softly, with a bit of tenderness and promise in his tone. He gently lifted the gold collar, then turned his wrist and put it into the storage ring, as if he had found a safe home for this new friend.

Wen Zu, who was standing by, witnessed all this, but did not dare to have the slightest movement in his heart.

In the correct version of Yiyi!

He knew that his current situation was not good. If he angered Ling Xiao again, the consequences would be disastrous. Therefore, he could only honestly heal his wounds and try to reduce his presence to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, until a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence around. Lie Yong's figure appeared in everyone's sight again, followed by a group of demon soul beast villagers, including a young generation full of youth, curiosity and awe.

There were nearly 30,000 demon soul beasts, men and women, old and young, standing or sitting, curious or indifferent, gathered in this open space. This was probably all the demon soul beast villagers that could be found at present.

Although there might be a few who left the village and scattered everywhere, they were almost negligible compared to the huge number in front of them.

The eyes of all the demon soul beasts were focused on Ling Xiao at this moment, which was a complex emotion mixed with scrutiny, curiosity and disdain. In the eyes of those young and energetic demon soul beasts, this disdain was particularly obvious. Their eyes were full of dissatisfaction and doubts about the new demon lord.

In fact, this was normal. The demon soul beasts sent a group of old, weak, women and children to hide here when the Demon Sect was at its most powerful. In their eyes, time still stayed in those glorious days.