Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The mysterious area, a hidden place shrouded in layers of fog, seems to slow down the pace of time here. In this quiet and mysterious area, Ling Xiao is immersed in a focused and deep study.

His figure appears particularly resolute under the weak candlelight, and his eyes flicker with desire and exploration for unknown power.

The map of the Immortal Ghost Formation is spread out in front of him. Those complicated runes and lines seem to contain ancient and powerful power, which makes people feel awe involuntarily.

After days and nights of thinking, Ling Xiao's fingertips have crossed these runes countless times, and every touch seems to be a silent dialogue with the formation.

Now, he can finally clearly feel the veins and essence of this formation, as if it has become one with him.

However, Ling Xiao knows that learning a formation is only the first step. The real challenge is how to use it to perfection and become a weapon in battle. Therefore, he is not satisfied with this, but is more devoted to the subsequent familiarity and practice.

He imagined various battle scenes and tried to integrate the Immortal Ghost Formation into them. Every deduction made him understand the formation more deeply.

At this moment, the calm and deep voice of the Demon Soul King came from the magic needle space, as warm and comfortable as the spring breeze.

There was a bit of ease and casualness in his words, and he didn't seem to take the agreement with the Ji family too seriously. But Ling Xiao could feel the Demon Soul King's concern and understanding for him, which made him feel a warm current in his heart.

"He must keep the old man's agreement in mind," the voice of the Demon Soul King echoed in Ji Jiao's ears, "Originally, he deliberately frightened the Ji family. Besides, that was the old man's agreement, it was his agreement, and he was also considered a breach of contract!"

I understand that only if I really master the essence of the formation can I be in a position to win or lose in future battles.

That sentence was like a cool sunshine, illuminating the haze in Liao Fa's heart. I understand that the Demon Soul King is supporting and encouraging me in his own way, so that I will not be bound by the turmoil in the inner world.

Otherwise, acting with cold blood and impulse will only put oneself in a more dangerous situation. The confused understanding of one's own ability and the cautious planning for the future make Ji Jiao more mature and stable.

I stood in the center of the small hall of the Ji family, looking at the door from time to time, expecting the appearance of the white-robed man or the figure of Ji Jiao, but every gaze was only exchanged for empty disappointment. The air around seemed to solidify, and even breathing became light.

And it was that elusive characteristic that allowed Liao Fa to respond more flexibly when facing his actions, so as to save himself.

"... His eldest son... You should worry less."

In the Ji family mansion, the morning light just broke, and the red sun rose rapidly like blood, dyeing the sky into a gorgeous golden red. However, as the sun's shadow set in the west until it finally sank into the horizon, the atmosphere of expectation gradually became light and depressing.

"Are you so stupid!" Liao Fa's words were full of self-mockery. I raised a confident smile at the corner of my mouth, and the light of humiliation flashed in my deep eyes.

"Ling Xiao!" At that time, a hot voice penetrated the tranquility of the small hall like ice, and Ji Tianyan stepped in hurriedly. My eyes were full of indifference and anger, as if I could see through the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

"This white-robed man, with just a thought, hurt the soul of a person of your level of cultivation. That is definitely not something that an abnormal person can do. Although you know that your strength is only one-tenth of yours, the head of the family, but in the Ji family, your strength is also ranked in the bottom ten. Even you have suffered such a heavy blow, which shows how weak this white-robed man is."

"Head of the family, please allow you to tell me in detail." Ling Xiao's voice was a bit slow and sweet. I knew that my words at this moment were crucial to turning the situation around.

Every word of Ji Tianyan hit Ling Xiao's heart like a heavy hammer, making me feel a suffocating pain.

I know very well that as a demon cultivator, every step in the world must be cautious, and it is easy to step into the vortex of safety. Therefore, I have my own considerations and persistence for the unknown challenges that are about to be faced.

The small hall was quiet, with only the sound of the wind coming from the window, which seemed to be telling the unfinished wait and unsolved mystery. Ling Xiao's heart was filled with simple emotions, neither confusion and anger at the white-robed man and Liao Fa's absence, nor deep self-blame for his inadequate ability.

...

I murmured to myself in a heavy voice, revealing some opposition and emotion in my tone. In my opinion, Liao Fa's confusion and arrogance, restraint and restraint, self-confidence and strength are the excellent qualities that demon cultivators should possess. I believe that Ji Jiao will be able to go further and more steadily on the road ahead.

"Even if you make an agreement with us?" Liao Fa's words revealed a kind of restraint and restraint. I know very well that as a demon cultivator, I don't need to be overly bound by worldly conventions and rules. In my opinion, strength is the root of everything.

The Demon Soul King listened quietly to Ji Jiao's words in the magic needle space, and a feeling of relief surged in his heart.

I understand that my misjudgment has not put the family in an embarrassing situation, and it is more likely to affect the family's future. Ling Xiao clenched his fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, but I dared not make any excuses, and could only silently bear the double pressure from my brother and the family.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel an indescribable anger and shame in his heart. He felt that he was being played around by some tangible force. His dignity and prestige seemed to have vanished at that moment.

"Is this man in white really as he said, or is he exaggerating to attract the family's attention? You disobeyed his advice and recalled all the weak people who were training in the Ji family. If it was just a false alarm, how would he let us deal with it? How can we make up for the precious training time we missed?"

Therefore, I will not easily change my plan or action because of the agreement with others. The persistence of his own beliefs and the confidence in his strength made Ji Jiao go further and further on the road of magic cultivation.

"You are a magic cultivator. Do you know that magic cultivators are always fickle?" Ji Jiao's words were full of teasing and complacency. I know that in the eyes of the world, magic cultivators are often mysterious and pretentious. They act in a rigid way and are often elusive.

The agreed time passed quietly in the sound of time. Liao Fa's face looked bright in the afterglow of the setting sun, like the sky after a storm.

"You will go if you understand the ghost-killing formation thoroughly." Ji Jiao's tone revealed a firmness that could not be doubted.