Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao took advantage of the perfect opportunity when the old man was hit hard by Lie Zu. He flashed and appeared beside the old man like a ghost. With a flash of cold light in his hand, a sharp long knife drew a perfect arc and instantly cut off the old man's head.

Blood spurted out, dyeing the surrounding air red, and the old man's body shrank rapidly at the moment of losing his head, as if some invisible force had drained the essence of life.

Ling Xiao looked at this scene expressionlessly, and then activated the Heaven Devouring Demon Art. A stream of black air flow surged out of his body and wrapped the old man's body.

With a low hum, the old man's body gradually shrank, and finally turned into a ball of black mist, which was swallowed by Ling Xiao.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face, and it seemed that there was a force in his body that was ready to move. The door of breakthrough had quietly opened a gap, indicating that he was about to usher in a new realm.

"It feels like I can be promoted soon..." Ling Xiao whispered to himself, with anticipation and excitement in his eyes. He knew that once he broke through, his strength would make a qualitative leap, and then, in this world where the strong are respected, he would have a more stable position.

However, just as Ling Xiao was immersed in the joy of the upcoming breakthrough, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes like torches, and locked onto a direction. There, stood a man, dressed in black, well-cut, outlining his slender figure.

The man had an extraordinary handsome appearance, with a strange golden crown on his head, flashing a faint light, adding a bit of noble temperament to him. He held an exquisite folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, and wearing a soft fur coat, which made him look gentle and elegant, yet luxurious like an aristocrat.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and he could feel that this man who suddenly appeared was by no means an ordinary person. An invisible pressure spread in the air, making the atmosphere around him more and more tense.

"You are also coming to kill me and steal my treasure?" Ling Xiao looked at the young man in black with a playful smile on his face.

His eyes lingered on the young man's outfit for a moment. The shining golden crown, the folding fan, and the fur shawl all revealed the noble and extraordinary identity of the young man. "Looking at your clothes, I guess you will have a good life. Why take such a risk? In this chaotic world, it is not easy to find a stable life."

The young man smiled gently when he heard this. There seemed to be some deep meaning in that smile. "No, no, no, I am not interested in your treasure. What really interests me is you as a person."

His eyes moved around Ling Xiao with a bit of scrutiny and appreciation, as if he was evaluating a precious work of art.

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the young man's answer to be so unexpected, "Oh?" His tone was full of curiosity and playfulness, "This makes me a little interested, tell me, what are you interested in me?"

The young man smiled and shook his head, and did not answer directly, but changed the subject, "I wonder if you are interested in joining my organization? We may be able to let you find your own stage and realize your ambitions and ideals."

His tone was sincere and full of expectation, as if he was showing Ling Xiao a whole new world.

Ling Xiao couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and there was a bit of relief and appreciation in his laughter, "Join your organization? Haha, there are still people with vision in this world, not just people who come to steal my treasures."

His eyes flashed with confidence and expectation, as if he had seen his future in the new organization.

Seeing this, the young man nodded gently, his eyes full of sincerity, "As long as you agree, we will do our best to protect you from worries and let you no longer be alone on the road to pursuing power." His tone was firm and powerful, as if he was making a promise to Ling Xiao, a promise about the future and dreams.

Ling Xiao's smile was a bit playful, and his eyes swept across the young man's face, as if looking for some kind of answer, "What organization are you? Those who can enter my eyes can't be unknown people."

His tone was relaxed, but his eyes revealed a subtle sharpness, as if testing the bottom line of the young man.

The young man shook his head gently, and his deep eyes flashed with a complex light, "Sorry, I can't say it for the time being. But please believe that our organization is by no means a thing in the pool. It has a foundation and strength that you can't imagine. Joining us will be a brand new beginning for you."

His tone was a bit sincere and tempting, as if he was describing a future full of infinite possibilities to Ling Xiao.

However, Ling Xiao's smile gradually faded, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Haha, you don't even want to reveal the name of the organization, but want me to join blindly. Do you think I am so easily persuaded? In this world where the strong are respected, there is no cooperation without trust.

Besides, I don't need anyone to protect me. My sword, Ling Xiao, is my best shield. Rather than entrusting my safety to someone who doesn't even dare to reveal his true identity, I might as well pray to God, at least it won't betray me."

The young man's expression suddenly became serious. He put away his previous smile, and his deep eyes revealed a bit of firmness and unyielding, "So, you don't want to join?" There was a bit of loss and unwillingness in his tone, as if Ling Xiao's refusal was a heavy blow to him.

Ling Xiao waved his hand without hesitation, and his tone was full of unquestionable determination.

Please collect the book!

"Go away! In this world full of strong men, I only believe in my own strength. Since you are not here to steal the treasure, I can not kill you, but don't let me hear your empty nonsense again! I will walk my own way, and I don't need anyone's guidance and protection."

The young man stared at Ling Xiao, and the expression on his face gradually solidified, and finally turned into a coldness, like the biting cold wind in winter, which made people shudder. There were complex emotions flashing in his eyes, both unwilling and angry, and more of a re-evaluation of Ling Xiao's strength.

Suddenly, the young man's figure seemed to merge into the air, leaving only a faint afterimage. When he appeared again, he was standing in front of Ling Xiao, and his speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

His right palm suddenly condensed, as if gathering all the power between heaven and earth, and then slapped it out with a bang, bringing a gust of wind, tearing the surrounding air apart.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the space in front of the young man's palm seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. The broken fragments of space were like sharp blades, flying everywhere. The terrifying power pressed towards Ling Xiao from all directions, as if to completely devour him.