Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"No!"

This word is short but full of affection and determination. Ling Xiao knows that death is the final destination for everyone, and he is no exception.

The years he has lived are long and tortuous, and he has witnessed countless life and death separations. He has already had a deep understanding of death. However, it is this deep understanding of life that makes him cherish every moment in front of him and be more unwilling to give up easily.

He thought of those friends who fought side by side with him, those relatives who gave him warmth and strength, their smiles, their trust, their expectations... all of this made it impossible for him to choose to escape alone.

What is there to fear about death? He has already put life and death aside, but in this fearlessness, there is a deep attachment and reluctance to friendship and family affection.

So, Ling Xiao took a deep breath and temporarily put aside the fear and fatigue in his heart. He slowly straightened his back, his eyes were like torches, as if there was a flame burning.

He stood up again, not only did he not have the slightest intention of escaping, but he took a firm step and rushed up resolutely to face Ji Tianyan's destructive power.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure seemed particularly tall, and every step he took was full of firm belief and unyielding will. He knew that the road ahead was full of unknowns and dangers, but he knew even more clearly that only by facing it bravely could he be at peace with his conscience and protect those things that were more important to him than life.

Ji Tianyan's mouth curled up a cold smile, which contained disdain and confidence for Ling Xiao.

He slowly raised his hand, and the movement seemed casual, but it contained the power to destroy the world. As he waved his arm, a majestic force surged out from his palm, surging like a tide, sweeping across the entire battlefield in an instant with an unstoppable momentum.

Wherever this force passed, the space seemed to be distorted, and the air was squeezed to make a sharp whistle.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao's face changed suddenly. He knew the gap between himself and Ji Tianyan, but even so, he did not retreat at all. However, facing this irresistible force, he was eventually beaten back fiercely. He was like a kite with a broken string, and flew backwards hundreds of feet before he could barely stabilize his body.

On the other side, Huang Hai looked at this scene, shook his head gently, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

Huang Xiangu beside him frowned and said in a deep voice: "This Ling Xiao is indeed extraordinary, but compared with Ji Tianyan, a Tianhe Realm powerhouse, he is still too small. Brother, we can't hesitate any longer. While the situation is chaotic now, we must take action. With my strength, maybe I can snatch the legendary treasure."

Huang Hai heard this, looked deeply at the center of the battlefield, and said softly: "You are right, Ji Tianyan's strength has exceeded our imagination. He can control the power of Tianhe. How terrifying it is. Although Ling Xiao has many divine clothes, he is just a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of such power. However..."

At this point, Huang Hai's voice paused slightly, and he turned to look at Huang Xiangu , with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "My sister, did you notice? Even though Ling Xiao was knocked back hundreds of feet, he still had no intention of giving up. His eyes were full of tenacity and indomitable spirit. I suspect he might be hiding some trump cards that we don't know about."

"Trumpet cards? You mean the legendary Seven Deadly Killing Formation, which could kill two peak Tongtian Realm masters in an instant. This power is enough to shock the world, but it's not his limit? If he has a deeper trump card in his hand, then this person... it's simply unimaginable how terrifying he is!"

There was a bit of disbelief and amazement in Huang Xiangu's tone. She stared at Ling Xiao in the distance, secretly guessing how unfathomable he was.

Huang Hai heard this and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. He shook his head gently, as if to comfort his sister's doubts: "Fairy, you have to believe that in this troubled world, the real strong always have unknown secret weapons. Ling Xiao can get to this point today, not just relying on those known means. His trump card may be the turning point we are waiting for today. So, we must believe that he still has reservations, and he must have them."

As they spoke, the two of them focused their eyes on the center of the battlefield again. Ji Tianyan's figure was like a demon descending, slowly approaching Ling Xiao.

Every step he took seemed to step on the heartstrings of everyone, heavy and powerful. As he approached, powerful breaths gushed out of his body. These breaths did not exist alone, but intertwined and entangled with each other, forming an indescribable sense of oppression.

This breath was not only so powerful that it was suffocating, but also had the power to penetrate space. It ignored the barriers of space and directly acted on the surroundings of Ling Xiao, causing the originally stable space to begin to fluctuate violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Ling Xiao was surrounded by this aura, his clothes rustled, his face was solemn, but his eyes still flashed with unyielding light, as if announcing his stubbornness and persistence to the world.

Ji Tianyan's eyes were like torches, shooting directly at Ye Xuan, with both scrutiny and provocation in his eyes, as if he wanted to dig out the secrets deep in Ye Xuan's heart one by one.

"I have been in power for many years, how could I not know that there must be a master behind you to help you? Today, let me witness with my own eyes who the mysterious black-robed man is! Or does he intend to wait until your life is hanging by a thread before he is willing to show up to save you?" Ji Tianyan's words revealed an unquestionable majesty, as if everything was under his control.

Faced with Ji Tianyan's aggressiveness, Ling Xiao raised a cold smile, which contained both disdain and determination.

"Let him come out? Humph, you, Ji Tianyan, are not worthy of him showing up! Why should I, Ling Xiao, tell others what to do?" After saying that, he stretched out his body and rushed towards Ji Tianyan again like an arrow from a string, his posture full of unyielding and stubbornness.

However, the gap in strength was obvious.

Ji Tianyan just waved his hand lightly, and a powerful force surged like a tide, knocking Ling Xiao out fiercely. This time the collision was more violent than any previous one. Ling Xiao's body drew a long arc in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground, with dust flying.

But surprisingly, Ling Xiao didn't seem to be hurt too much. He struggled to get up from the ground, and his eyes still flashed with unyielding light.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gathered all his strength again, and prepared to launch the next round of attack. Such scenes were repeated over and over again. Each impact was accompanied by a more violent collision, and each time he was knocked flying seemed to indicate that Ling Xiao was about to reach his limit.