Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Many martial artists were burned to ashes, not even leaving behind a corpse.

The entire battlefield was as perilous as purgatory.

Many people regretted stepping into this territory and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

”Hahaha, a bunch of worthless fools, if your cultivation level doesn’t reach the Yin-Yang Realm Level 10, don’t come here to die, greedy fools, now you’re getting your comeuppance.”

Among the crowd, a martial artist with a Yin-Yang Realm Level 10 cultivation laughed hysterically, showing no sympathy for the fools who were killed.

”And how much better are you than them? You’d better shut up and be careful in battle.”

Although Ling Xiao didn’t want to waste energy saving others, he still found it disgusting to kick someone when they’re down.

So he said one more sentence.

”Kid, you’re courting death!”

The martial artist with a Yin-Yang Realm Level 10 cultivation charged directly at Ling Xiao.

He was clearly attracted by the Hell Dragon Talisman released by Ling Xiao and wanted to seize it.

Bang!

However, just as he flew into mid-air, a massive humanoid flame suddenly burst from the ground.

This creature was composed of black flames, towering fifty to sixty meters high, its gigantic body instantly enveloping that Yin-Yang Realm Level 10 martial artist.

Along with it were a dozen other martial artists.

The black flames burned instantly, the unfortunate Yin-Yang Realm Level 10 martial artist couldn’t even let out a scream before falling on the spot.

”Run!”

The emergence of this behemoth threw the martial artists into great chaos, and Ling Xiao’s expression wasn’t too good either.

He turned to glance at his companions who were absorbing energy, gestured to them with his hand, shrouding them in a ball of light, then sped towards a spot far from the gigantic humanoid flame.

Luckily, there were many martial artists weaker than him, so that massive black humanoid flame did not target him, but continued to burn and devour other martial artists.

It even targeted Mo Dao and Prince Wu, who were at the forefront.

Mo Dao, seeing the gigantic monster charging down, was inwardly furious.

Damn it, I wasn’t planning to deal with you, but you insist on seeking death.

Enraged, he swung his Blackblade Black into the air.

A giant cross-shaped sword energy aimed at the flame monster’s body and slashed out.

”Cross Mo Dao Slash!”

Splat!

Bang!

The martial artist with a Twelfth Level Cultivation was indeed incredibly powerful, a large amount of humanoid flame was torn apart by the energy radiated from this cross-shaped sword energy, and then the massive cross-shaped sword energy slashed at the black humanoid flame.

Although it didn’t manage to kill it directly, it left two distinct scars on its body, forming a cross shape.

”Divine Crocodile: Water Cannon!”

Prince Wu naturally couldn’t sit still; as Mo Dao attacked, his entire body transformed into a massive crocodile, then opened its large mouth, and a huge water cannon shot through the air.

Rumble!

The water cannon hit the wound on the black humanoid flame, piercing through its black flame body.

However, the monster’s vitality was incredibly strong, even at this moment it continued to resist stubbornly.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao directly unleashed the Eighteen Hells Talisman.

A terrifying ghostly hand extended from the Eighteen Hells Talisman, pulling the heavily wounded black humanoid flame inside.

”Mo Dao and Prince Wu being strong is understandable, but Ling Xiao, whose cultivation level is clearly not strong, only appearing to have a Yin-Yang Realm Sixth Level cultivation, how can he be so powerful?”

”I bet it’s that Blood Soul Talisman acting up, this guy must have a strong backing, otherwise, how could he have obtained such a treasure?”

Seeing Ling Xiao’s performance, how could the martial artists not be shocked?

A martial artist with a Yin-Yang Realm Level 10 cultivation was burned to death by that black humanoid flame, yet Ling Xiao managed to capture that behemoth into the Blood Soul Talisman.

This Ling Xiao’s soul power is truly strong.

Moreover, being able to manipulate two Blood Soul Talismans simultaneously is also extremely shocking.

In the distance, atop a bizarre mountain range covered in lava.

A young man about twenty years old stood barefoot in the lava, wearing fiery red clothes, his skin dark and shiny.

Beside him crouched a lion engulfed in flames.

The young man looked into the distance, right where Ling Xiao and others were battling.

”These guys are really formidable.”

An elder behind the young man said with a serious expression.

”Yes, I never expected even Duke Blackflame to be killed by them, those three must be the strongest among them, right?”

The young man said coldly.

”Reporting to the young master, that’s likely correct, I heard an officer from the Night Wind Clan was also killed by that young man.

They came with nearly four hundred people, but now there are only about a hundred left.

Among them, more than ten are quite troublesome, but the most frightening are those three.

That young man, while not strong by surface human standards, his soul power is incredibly terrifying, probably stronger than many martial artists of our Night People Tribe.”

The elder reported.

”Hmph, surface humans all deserve to die! Since they dared to step into my Dark Flame Tribe’s territory, let the black flames turn them all to ashes.”

The young man snorted coldly, cold and cruel light shining in his eyes.

This young man was the Young Master of the Dark Flame Clan, and though only twenty years old, he was easily among the top five in the Dark Flame Clan in terms of overall strength.

Furthermore, with the Dark Flame Clan being the strongest family in this Night People Country, his strength was probably quite fearsome.

”Young Master, with our assistance, we’ll surely kill all these surface humans!”

Speaking were two elders wearing robes with flame patterns.

One had black flame patterns, the other golden flame patterns.

”Hahaha, indeed, your strengths are not inferior to those two Yin-Yang Realm Level 12 surface martial artists, as for that young brat, this young master will personally deal with him.”

The Young Master of the Dark Flame Clan laughed heartily, clearly in a good mood.

Although Duke Blackflame was killed, he was just a watchdog for the Dark Flame Clan, and his death, though unfortunate, could be compensated by using the bodies of those surface martial artists to forge a second black-flame tool.

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After one shichen, through intense combat after combat, the martial artists finally found a relatively safe place.

No more humanoid flames harassed them, and everyone sat down to rest, looking at the pitch-black road in the distance, their hearts still clouded with worries.

”Only eighty people left.”

Ling Xiao glanced at the crowd, shaking his head, this is the terror of a Secret Realm.

While it’s filled with opportunities to obtain unbelievably powerful things.

It can also cause someone to meet a tragic end.

”Swish swish swish!”

Just as everyone caught their breath, terrifying black fireballs suddenly plummeted from the sky.

The fireballs hit the ground, instantly setting the land ablaze.

Some martial artists couldn’t dodge in time, being struck by the fireballs, only able to let out harrowing screams.