Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Ling Xiao immediately devoured the Crimson Sun Fruit on the spot.

The thousand-year-old Crimson Sun Fruit is extremely expensive outside and sometimes you can’t even buy it if you want to.

Yet it was eaten so easily by him.

Boom!

The effects of the Crimson Sun Fruit were completely absorbed within ten minutes, and Ling Xiao’s cultivation level was elevated from the initial stage of the Seventh Level Yin-Yang Realm to the intermediate stage.

He now greatly admired his wise decision to come to Hell Tower.

This allowed his cultivation level to break through time after time, truly a worthwhile endeavor.

Moreover, it seems that the more captivating treasure is still on the ninety-ninth floor.

Hell Lord?

No matter what that thing is, he would spare no expense to obtain it.

After the breakthrough in cultivation level, Ling Xiao continued his relentless challenge.

From the seventieth floor to the eightieth floor, it remained incredibly easy.

Just as the Hell Tower administrator said, no one could withstand his attacks.

Although he couldn’t defeat his opponents in one move, he typically resolved things in five or six moves.

This truly opened the spectators’ eyes wide.

Because his attacks were strange and unpredictable, the same move could be executed in thousands of different ways, making it impossible to defend against.

Many even exclaimed, ”This can be done like that?”

”I never imagined it.”

”This guy truly deserves to be called a genius.”

”Coming to Hell Tower to watch this competition was truly not in vain, I’ve gained so much.”

From Ling Xiao’s battles, they learned many new combat methods.

Yet these people may be celebrating too early.

After trying for themselves, they would find that aside from Ling Xiao, no one could perform those bizarre maneuvers.

Ling Xiao’s speed, soul power, physical body, inner strength, including the Tai Chi Eye and various strange Martial Souls, allowed him to do things others could not.

Of course, Ling Xiao wasn’t concerned with this; after acquiring the rewarded Spirit Stones and a fifteen-hundred-year-old Crimson Sun Fruit, he continued his cultivation.

This time, there was no breakthrough, but a sign of potential was evident.

Next, he went from the eightieth floor all the way to the ninetieth floor.

Everyone originally thought Ling Xiao would have an exciting battle on the ninetieth floor against the reigning champion Sun Leng Chan.

However, to their astonishment, Sun Leng Chan chose to concede.

Ling Xiao couldn’t understand what Sun Leng Chan was thinking, but he knew that he was definitely not a match for Sun Leng Chan now; her concession opened a straightforward path to the ninety-ninth floor for him.

Sun Leng Chan’s reason was simple.

She wanted to see if Ling Xiao could survive the Hell Lord’s attacks and catch up with the record created by Tianhai Ba Tu.

Because Sun Leng Chan forfeited, Ling Xiao received an eighteen-hundred-year-old Crimson Sun Fruit on the ninetieth floor.

After consuming it, his cultivation level finally broke through again, reaching the intermediate stage of the Seventh Level Yin-Yang Realm.

Subsequently, he continued challenging upwards until the ninety-ninth floor, where he encountered the Hell Lord.

This floor had no audience.

Because the Hell Lord’s attacks don’t spare any viewers, there were instances when all the audience were killed by the Hell Lord.

Therefore, from that point onward, the ninety-ninth floor no longer had audience seats.

However, the audience could still watch the battle through special magic array devices.

It simply wasn’t as thrilling as being there live.

Originally, everyone was greatly anticipating this battle.

But to their disbelief, just as the battle began, all the crystal screens turned pitch black, seemingly shielded by some sort of special energy.

Before the crystal screens went black, they only saw the Hell Lord writhing its enormous and terrifying body, charging at Ling Xiao.

Yet Ling Xiao stood there, completely motionless.

”Will he die?”

Jun Mochou glanced at Sun Leng Chan and said, ”You should have stopped him at the ninetieth floor.”

”I didn’t want to reveal my strength either.”

Sun Leng Chan shook her head and said, ”Moreover, he might not die.”

For some reason, Sun Leng Chan always had a unique anticipation for Ling Xiao, as though he was bound to bring her surprises.

”Are you kidding me? The Hell Lord’s strength is close to the Fifteenth Layer Yin-Yang Realm; even Tianhai Ba Tu wasn’t its match and only managed to trick it using the Tianhai Clan’s secret technique.”

Jun Mochou said with a smile that was almost a cry: ”What’s going through your mind, thinking he could win?”

”The image is back!”

As Sun Leng Chan was about to respond, the image on the crystal screen was restored.

Ling Xiao still appeared spotless; his white robes were as snow, and his black hair fluttered, showing no signs of injury.

”Where’s the Hell Lord?”

The audience noticed the Hell Lord on the ninety-ninth floor had vanished.

”Quick, find someone to investigate.”

The Hell Tower administrator was equally anxious, knowing that the Hell Lord is the key to Hell Tower’s invincibility and is a crucial part of the Fan Family’s combat power; its sudden disappearance was too great a responsibility to bear.

However, in the ninety-ninth floor, there was only Ling Xiao.

The Hell Lord seemed never to have appeared, as not even the slightest trace of it remained.

”Young Master Ling, what happened to the Hell Lord?”

The administrator directly questioned Ling Xiao.

”I don’t know; suddenly a strange fissure appeared in space, and the Hell Lord was sucked into it.”

Ling Xiao shook his head and replied.

”Space fissure! To think a space fissure appeared here!”

The administrator shook his head and smiled bitterly.

When the Hell Lord first appeared, the same phenomenon occurred; now with its disappearance, it was the same.

This Ling Xiao was incredibly lucky indeed.

”Congratulations, Young Master Ling; the hundredth floor champion Tianhai Ba Tu certainly won’t be there, so you can win without a fight, and that secret realm map of the underground world is yours.”

The administrator looked at Ling Xiao, not knowing what to say; this martial artist from the Dragon and Phoenix Continent was extraordinarily lucky.

Sun Leng Chan’s concession, the Hell Lord’s disappearance—two of the biggest obstacles were inexplicably overcome.

Nevertheless, winning is winning.

Ling Xiao reached the one-hundredth floor of Hell Tower and obtained the highest-ranking privilege waist token of the Fan Family; henceforth, he could enjoy the greatest benefits in any Fan Family business.

Of course, the plentiful reward of Middle-grade Spirit Stones would not be lacking, and that secret realm map was indeed the true reason he came here.

Besides these tangible rewards, there was also enviable glory.

Reportedly, every martial artist who reaches the hundredth floor of Hell Tower could have their own statue in the underground world.

And this statue would be protected by the Fan Family.

However, Ling Xiao wasn’t too concerned about this glory.

Having obtained the secret realm map, he evaded the entanglement of many and quickly exited the underground world, returning to Yingjie Building.

With the ingredients for the Young Dragon Pill and the secret realm map in hand, it was time to focus entirely on elevating his cultivation level.

He put the secret realm map aside for now and concentrated on refining the Young Dragon Pill.