Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Like birds startled by a bow, the martial artists frantically searched for the direction from which the sudden attack had come.

On a mountain, a group stood there, the huge fireballs launched from the catapults behind them.

At the forefront of the team was a young man riding on a Flame Lion, his face exuding immense dominance and indifference.

On either side of him stood elders dressed in Black Flame Feather Robe and Golden Flame Feather Robe.

The two exuded powerful momentum, their eyes sharp.

Just standing there sent out an aura of terror.

”Experts!”

All the martial artists felt the same.

”Despicable shameless surface humans, you will pay dearly for your shamelessness!

Today, none of you will leave alive.”

The young man suddenly spoke in the Sacred Dynasty language of the surface.

Though his tone was somewhat awkward, his pronunciation was clear, and everyone understood him perfectly.

”This guy, we have no grievances with him, why are we despicable and shameless?”

Tian Hai Jun frowned, puzzled.

”I suppose someone has been here before us, and that’s why he says this.”

Fengming Wuyang stroked his beard and said.

”That’s possible. Do you think the Soul Temple we’ve worked so hard to find might have already been attained by that person?”

Spiritual Pill Elder asked with a somewhat unsightly expression.

”That’s impossible.”

Ling Xiao shook his head.

He didn’t explain why it was impossible.

Opening the Soul Temple requires a key, and the only key is the Secret Realm Map in his hand.

With this map in his possession, how could anyone open the Soul Temple?

Even if someone had been to the underground world, they must have come for something else.

The Young Master of the Dark Flame Clan coldly stared at these surface humans, finally locking his gaze on several girls beside Ling Xiao.

”Hehehe, those women are not bad; they can be captured alive, kill the rest without mercy.”

He chuckled coldly, clearly disregarding Ling Xiao, Dan Feng, and the others.

”Young Master is wise. Although these surface humans are despicable and shameless, the women are good-looking, with fair and tender skin unlike our Night People Tribe.”

The Black Pattern Elder laughed.

”Indeed, capturing these girls might even produce a few beautiful offspring, which would improve our Dark Flame Clan’s lineage.”

The Golden Pattern Elder also chuckled, seemingly not concerned about the surface martial artists at all.

Listening to the Young Master and the two elders, Ling Xiao’s face darkened instantly.

Daring to offend his friends, he wouldn’t be merciful.

”Kill!”

The Young Master of the Dark Flame Clan waved his hand, and overwhelming fireballs were launched again.

Not only that, but the Golden Pattern and Black Pattern Elders also attacked simultaneously.

The two made strange gestures with their hands, then channeled their Soul Power, causing a massive black flame and a golden flame to manifest in the sky.

These two massive flames.

With a diameter of over ten meters long.

Thrown out like enormous suns, they terrified people.

Many surface martial artists dodged the smaller fireballs, not paying attention to the enormous fireballs, and were touched, resulting in their bodies igniting instantaneously and dying amidst terrifying screams.

The two enormous fireballs were like death instruments harvesting life, unstoppable by ordinary martial artists.

Even Fan Laolian, Fengming Wuyang, and others could only dodge.

”Damn it, what the hell is this?”

Prince Wu cursed under his breath; if the two giant fireballs continued their rampage, their martial artists would be wiped out.

In a fit of anger, Prince Wu transformed into a giant crocodile, spewing out immense water cannons, attempting to deflect the fireballs.

But just then, the Flame Lion under the Young Master of the Dark Flame Clan leaped forward, directly blocking Prince Wu’s attack.

The Flame Lion’s strength was comparable to Prince Wu’s.

Seeing this, Mo Dao frowned and quietly slipped to the edge of the group, intending to escape when the opportunity arose.

This guy was never caught by the Official Residence and could always escape danger at the most perilous moments.

Not because of his powerful strength, but because of his cunning.

Those partnering with him always ended up betrayed and died.

”Damn it! Dan Feng, Liu Lian, protect our people!”

Ling Xiao realized he had to act.

Though his cultivation level was certainly not a match for the Black Pattern and Golden Pattern Elders.

However, the black flames and golden flames inherently contained the Mysteries of Light and Mystery of the Shadow.

For him, they weren’t hazardous but rather, highly beneficial.

He soared up, a gigantic Ancient Heavenly Demon and Ancient Golden Crow emerging behind him.

The Golden Crow rushed at the golden fireball.

The Heavenly Demon lunged at the black fireball.

Meanwhile, he threw out an Array Refining Stone.

This was an Array Refining Stone recording the ”Soul Plunder Array.”

The Soul Plunder Array had dual effects; externally it could isolate soul power, internally it could absorb soul power.

The Array Refining Stone flew out, instantly illuminating, isolating the two fireballs from the outside.

Deprived of soul power support, the two fireballs, though still powerful, couldn’t sustain.

After a moment, the Ancient Heavenly Demon and Ancient Golden Crow tore and devoured them completely.

”This guy!”

The Young Master of the Dark Flame Clan gnashed his lips.

He had not expected Ling Xiao to be more terrifying than imagined, displaying strength equal to the two Yin-Yang Realm martial artists of twelfth level.

”Young Master, let me handle that boy!”

The Black Pattern Elder was furious; Ling Xiao dared to disrupt his attack, shaming him.

”Young Master, let me handle him.”

The Golden Pattern Elder was equally vexed, wanting to kill Ling Xiao to protect his honor.

”You two, your opponents are those two.”

The Young Master of the Dark Flame Clan pointed at Prince Wu and Mo Dao who was preparing to slip away.

Mo Dao cursed inwardly.

Although fearless of the two elders, wasting energy on fighting wasn’t what he wished to do, making him utterly annoyed.

”Understood!”

The two elders, though powerful, dared not defy the Young Master’s command.

In any place, besides strength, power was also crucial in determining one’s might.

The Black Pattern Elder attacked Mo Dao.

The Golden Pattern Elder attacked Prince Wu.

The other martial artists fought against the Dark Flame Clan’s warriors.

They knew precisely that fearing at this moment would only lead to certain death; facing them was only killing!

Kill! Kill!

In terms of strength and combat experience, they were not inferior to the Dark Flame Clan’s warriors.

Having been ambushed previously, leading to embarrassment, now in face-to-face combat, they feared nothing.

Dan Feng, Liu Lian, and six others maintained their battle formation, making them relatively relaxed on the battlefield.