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However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao's figure also disappeared strangely, as if he had merged into the void. When he reappeared, he was quietly standing behind the young man, the bloodthirsty knife in his hand flashing with cold light, like the sickle of the god of death, slashing down mercilessly.

"Puff!"

With a crisp sound, the young man's left arm fell off, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining his collar red. He widened his eyes in horror and retreated hundreds of meters. Every step left a deep footprint, his eyes full of disbelief and horror.

Too terrible!

The young man exclaimed in his heart. He never expected that Ling Xiao was obviously a latecomer, but both the speed and power were far beyond his imagination. At this moment, he finally realized that their organization's previous assessment of Ling Xiao was too superficial and too underestimated this seemingly young opponent.

Too underestimated!

"I didn't want to kill you, but since you attacked me, you can't blame me!" Ling Xiao's voice was low and cold, like a cold wind from the underworld, instantly making the noble young man feel a chill that went straight to his heart.

The noble young man's face turned pale instantly, and he subconsciously shouted: "You want your helpers to take action again, don't think I'm afraid!" There was a tremor in his voice, and he was obviously trying to stay calm.

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, but there was no warmth in that smile, "It's not necessary to deal with you." His voice was calm and confident, as if he was stating an indisputable fact.

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the noble young man like a ghost. The bloodthirsty knife drew a bright cold light in the air, and it slashed across the noble young man's body again. This time, it was not the arm, but the fragile throat.

The noble young man's eyes suddenly widened, he was stunned, and his hands subconsciously covered his neck, and blood flowed out from between his fingers. His eyes were full of disbelief, as if he was questioning the world, why he died here, at the hands of this seemingly young opponent.

He also seemed to be regretting that he had attacked Ling Xiao, which led to the irreversible result now. His eyes revealed deep despair and unwillingness, and his body slowly fell to the ground, and the fire of life was completely extinguished at this moment.

Unfortunately, when he realized this, everything was too late. The dead cannot be resurrected, this is an iron law that no one can violate. People only have one life, and if it is gone, it is gone. No matter how glorious and invincible it was, it will eventually turn into dust.

"It's so boring!" Ling Xiao shook his head gently, with a bit of helplessness and disdain in his tone. He guessed that this noble young man should be a genius of a major force, but unfortunately, in the cultivation world where geniuses are like clouds, geniuses are all inferior goods in his eyes.

He Ling Xiao has long surpassed that level, and it is almost impossible for the younger generation to pose a threat to him.

He squatted down, carefully looked at the body of the nobleman, and then reached out to take the storage ring on his finger. The storage ring flickered slightly, as if the nobleman's breath was still lingering. Ling Xiao touched it lightly, and the restrictions of the storage ring were unlocked, and the things inside were visible at a glance.

Unfortunately, there was only a strange little sword and some spirit stones in the storage ring. This little sword was only about an inch long, emitting a faint blue light all over, and there were some complex runes engraved on the sword, which was obviously not used for fighting.

Ling Xiao frowned, and a doubt surged in his heart, but then he thought that perhaps this sword had some special function, but he didn't know it yet.

However, he didn't think much about it, and threw the nobleman's storage ring aside. As for those spirit stones, he naturally took them for his own use. He waved lightly, and those spirit stones turned into a stream of light and flew into his storage bag.

After doing all this, Ling Xiao disappeared again, as if he had never appeared. Only the cold corpse and the storage rings scattered on the ground were left, quietly telling what had just happened.

In this way, he took firm steps, hurried on the vast land, and calmly and decisively dealt with those who blocked his way. Every time he made a move, it was clean and neat, without any drag.

When he finally arrived at the majestic and spectacular scope of Zhaixing Tower, the number of lives he had stained on his hands had accumulated to more than a hundred, and each life silently told of his determination and strength.

Most of the people he killed were strong men in the Condensation Realm and Embrace the Origin Realm. For the enemies in the Condensation Realm, he could easily deal with them with his own strength;

For those stronger Embrace the Origin Realm, he needed to rely on the power of Liezu, Wenzu or Lieyong to assist in completing the killing. Even so, the whole process was still easy and freehand for him, as if he was performing a gorgeous performance.

He knew that if he had not been restrained to avoid being besieged, he might have killed more people, and the corpses left behind would have been enough to pave the road to the Zhaixing Tower. However, despite his reservations, when he finally stood in front of the Zhaixing Tower, he still had his breakthrough.

From the peak of the Wuhun Realm, he was promoted to the Tongtian Realm in one fell swoop. That was his second time to enter this realm.

Compared with the first promotion, this time he was more proficient in the understanding of the laws of heaven, as if those obscure laws of heaven had become clear in his mind. He truly understood the meaning of Tongtian Realm.

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Heaven and earth, he now truly came into contact with the vast and boundless power of the Heavenly River. It was a great power that seemed to penetrate heaven and earth and connect the past and the present, which made him feel unprecedented shock and awe.

And this time, he was no longer in contact with it for the first time, but was able to master this power more skillfully, as if the power of the Heavenly River had become a part of his body and he could use it at will.

The scope of the Star Picking Tower is indeed very large. I have heard before that its area is equivalent to a dozen Demon Suppression Mansions, enough to accommodate countless creatures to reproduce and thrive in it.

However, surprisingly, the headquarters of the Star Picking Tower did not occupy the entire scope, but was confined to a place as large as a Demon Suppression Mansion. It can even be said that it is a city, a unique city.

The special thing about this city is that it is a huge pavilion as a whole, covering a vast area and towering into the clouds. It is estimated that its height is tens of thousands of miles, as if it is a monument between heaven and earth, standing there, witnessing the glory and vicissitudes of the Star Picking Tower.

Each floor of the pavilion is covered with intricate runes and patterns, shining with mysterious light, which makes people feel awe.