Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Long Chen frowned, "The Holy Hall, with its powerful strength and means, quietly uprooted the forbidden land and completely wiped out its traces from this world. Such behavior is not only shocking, but also makes people deeply suspicious of the true face of the Holy Hall."

Hearing Long Chen's story, Ling Xiao's face became more solemn, and his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, revealing deep worry and vigilance. As a demon cultivator, the grudge between him and the Holy Hall has long been deeply rooted, and they are real mortal enemies.

However, even someone like him who has long put life and death aside can't help but feel shocked and fearful of the terrifying strength of the Holy Hall. He knows very well how difficult and dangerous it will be to be an enemy of the Holy Hall.

Long Chen seemed to have noticed Ling Xiao's mood change. He paused for a moment, then remembered another frightening rule. He clenched his fists, and his tone revealed a bit of indignation and helplessness:

"The Holy Hall is not only powerful, but also extremely strict. In the Dazhen Dynasty, there is an unwritten rule that any warrior who wants to leave this land to explore a wider world and find better training resources must first join the Holy Hall and accept the so-called "holy light baptism". This is not just a ritual, but also a bondage, a deprivation of the freedom of warriors."

Ling Xiao frowned when he heard this, and his eyes flashed with doubt and confusion: "Is there no one who can escape this bondage and truly leave the Dazhen Dynasty?" There was a bit of urgency in his voice, as if he was looking for a glimmer of hope.

Long Chen suddenly said excitedly: "Of course not! In that world, there are no such evil beings. We are gifted and powerful, and we are bound by any rules. Just like a weak man like him, if he really wants to leave, who can stop him?

But unfortunately, a small number of warriors do not have such strength and courage. We can only be firmly trapped in the small town dynasty by that rule, wasting our talents and youth day after day, and never see the world inside with our own eyes, and even more impossible to pursue this broader path of cultivation."

Speaking of that, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed a simple emotion, neither dissatisfaction and anger towards the Holy Hall, nor sympathy and helplessness for these bound warriors. I know very well that in that world where the weak are respected, the rules are often made by those who stand at the top, and the strong can only silently bear everything.

"It's not interesting." Huang Su's mouth curled up a playful smile, which contained both the expectation of the secret to be revealed and the indifference to the unknown challenge.

At that moment, Jiang Xiqing's heart was full of doubts and worries. You know what that "Jiang Zhan" has experienced, and you know who this seventh soul is, but you know that behind all that, there must be huge secrets and crises hidden.

Jiang Zhan was not angry at Long Chen's ridicule, but just glanced at me warmly, and then turned his eyes to Huang Su. My brows frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt and scrutiny flashed in my eyes, as if I had a strong interest in Ling Xiao's identity.

However, Long Chen's reaction was more acute than yours. I shook my head heavily, and a simple light flashed in these eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Ling Xiao." Ling Xiao responded calmly, with a slight emotional fluctuation in his tone, as if everything was under control. I stood tall and hesitant, and even when facing a weakling like Jiang Zhan, I never retreated.

"It turns out to be the Duozun Lord of Fuzun Mansion. I am really disrespectful." There was a bit of hypocritical respect in my words, but I was indeed not afraid of Fuzun Mansion.

"My dear friend, what's your name?" My voice was less polite, but hidden in this politeness was a deep and predictable calculation.

Jiang Xiqing heard this, and a weak sense of wonder and anxiety surged in her heart. You once again focused your attention on Jiang Zhan. That time, you observed more carelessly, trying to find the answer from every detail.

Huang Su stood up hurriedly, and my movements were elegant and hesitant, as if every step was under the vein of fate. My eyes were fixed on this gradually approaching figure, as if to see through its essence through the appearance.

I saw a figure, hurriedly stepping into the sight of everyone in the dim light, and every step seemed to step into the gap of time, with an indescribable weirdness and lightness.

Huang Suxu blurted out almost subconsciously: "Jiang Zhan!" There was neither surprise nor disbelief in your voice, because that woman was the leader of the Jiang family's secret guards you knew, a weak person who was once known for her loyalty and bravery.

Jiang Zhan's mouth corners quickly raised a meaningful smile, which not only recognized Long Chen's keen insight, but also mixed with a trace of easily detectable gloom and provocation. My eyes met Long Chen's indifferent eyes, as if two tangible forces collided in the air, stirring up circles of visible ripples.

"You're polite, but you're curious, is he going to commit suicide this time?" My tone was full of contempt and provocation for Jiang Zhan, as if I had already seen through his intentions.

Hearing this, Long Chen raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, and his deep eyes flashed with a playful light.

Sure enough, as you observe more deeply, you find that Jiang Zhan's breath is indeed subtly different from before. In this breath, in addition to the breath of Jiang Zhan you want, there is also a familiar and faint existence, like a faint light in the dark night, which makes people feel cold.

"He is really amazing. Jiang Xiqing can detect your abnormality, but he can see through it at a glance." My voice is high and magnetic, and every word seems to be carefully carved, revealing a majesty that cannot be underestimated.

"This person has a seventh soul in his body." My voice is low, but it is turbid and passed into everyone's ears, with an unquestionable power.

Suddenly, my eyes seemed to penetrate the fog of space and accurately locked onto the unfathomable entrance of the mysterious area. At that moment, a breath of abnormality quietly approached, causing my eyes to condense.

"Yes, that's right," I said to myself loudly, with a bit of hesitation and contemplation in my tone, "I'm not Jiang Zhan yet... or, I'm not pure Jiang Zhan." That sentence was like a boulder thrown into a fierce lake, stirring up layers of ripples, making everyone present feel an unprecedented shock.

Jiang Zhan frowned even more tightly when he heard it. I naturally knew Ling Xiao's identity - the Lord of the Fuzun Mansion, a person of noble status and great strength. That made me secretly regretful, and a feeling of helplessness and reluctance surged in my heart.

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