Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao seemed to have seen how he could make up for his past shortcomings step by step and make his cultivation path more perfect in the future. This feeling was like a long drought and a sweet rain. In addition to excitement, he also had an unprecedented determination and confidence.

"No wonder the Demon Sect was able to dominate the Bai Ze Continent in the past," Ling Xiao murmured to himself, with both amazement and admiration in his voice, "Whether it is the Heaven Devouring Demon Art or the Nine Revolutions of Samsara Art, they have shown unimaginable power and magic. And I am now fortunate to have such an inheritance, how can I live up to this opportunity?"

The former is ranked first among the top ten magic arts of the Demon Sect, and the latter is ranked third among the top ten magic arts, which is really terrible. These two skills are like bright stars in the vast books of the Demon Sect. Not only are they feared for their unparalleled power, but also because of the ancient inheritance and supreme mysteries they carry, they have become the supreme treasures that countless practitioners dream of.

He gently pinched the memory metal, feeling the cool touch of the metal surface with his fingertips, as if every touch could feel the huge amount of information contained in it.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind sank into it, the practice method of the Nine Revolutions Samsara Technique was like a trickle, slowly pouring into his sea of ​​consciousness, every word and every sentence was extremely clear, as if he had been familiar with it in his previous life.

As his memory deepened, his face showed incredible joy. The profundity and exquisiteness of this technique far exceeded his imagination.

After completing the memory, he carefully put away the memory metal, as if he was collecting a rare treasure, fearing that there would be no mistakes. His eyes fell again on the small door sealed by the former weakest person in the town dynasty. The runes under the door were still shining, revealing an inviolable majesty.

Ling Xiao stared for a long time, with mixed feelings in his heart. What kind of secret is hidden in front of that door? What kind of terrifying existence is hidden? I know, but this awe and caution for the unknown made me make a decision.

I took a deep breath, and when I turned around, a flash of determination and hesitation flashed in my eyes. I haven't obtained the heaven-defying skills like the Four-Turn Samsara Gong, and I know that I don't have the key to change my destiny and climb to the peak of martial arts.

The rest of me may be floating clouds, a weak pursuit. I told myself that what I need now is time, growth, and becoming weaker, until one day, I can confidently stand behind this small door and reveal its secrets with my own hands.

Without a few extra words, Ling Xiao hurriedly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the breath around him gradually stabilized, as if the whole world was quiet for it, just to witness the solemnity and sacredness of that moment. I followed the practice method of the Four-Turn Samsara Gong, guiding the spiritual power in my body to echo with the vitality between heaven and earth, and retreating on an unprecedented journey back to the realm.

Such a growth rate cannot be described as "against the sky". Even in the history of Bai Ze Xiaolu, it is extremely rare.

Seeing Ling Xiao return safely, its tense nerves finally relaxed, as if a huge rock had fallen to the ground, and its heart was full of admiration for Ling Xiao's tenacity and courage.

When I came here, every step had to be carefully considered, but now on the way back, I was already familiar with the road. I didn't have a clear route and avoidance strategy in my mind. I just needed to cleverly avoid these terrifying existences lurking in the dark.

So, without a moment of determination, I resolutely turned around, and my steps were more hesitant and faster than when I came, as if the many obstacles and unknown fears on the way here turned into the power to push me back at that moment.

The sudden surprise made me open my mouth slightly, and my face was full of surprise and shock. I knew the magic of the Four Revolutions of Samsara, but I never expected that I could get such an amazing improvement in that first attempt.

"His eldest son actually came back alive, it's too bad!" The voice of the Demon Soul Beast Ah Dai was filled with some disbelief and sincere joy. Its huge body trembled slightly, and its eyes flashed with concern and relief.

The Demon Soul King's eyes swept back and forth under Ling Xiao, as if he wanted to see through me. It thought to itself, if this trend continues, when Ling Xiao is promoted to the Martial Soul Realm again, it will mean that my combat power will increase by a full seventeen times!

What seems to be lost is actually accumulating endless potential and possibilities for future leaps.

"That... monster!" Even the Demon Soul King, who has seen little, couldn't help but sigh like that, with neither amazement nor simple emotions in his tone. It recalled the ancestors who had practiced this technique in the history of the Demon Sect. Even this sect master who stood at the peak of the Demon Sect could only gain a 70% increase in combat power when each realm was promoted.

Ling Xiao was not impetuous because of the sudden leap in strength. I know that the true path of the weak lies not in temporary glory, but in persistent practice and unremitting efforts.

After just a quarter of an hour, I was like traveling through a time tunnel, returning to this strange starting point again, and completing that meaningful journey dangerously and quickly.

As the practice continued to deepen, my realm was advancing at an astonishing speed. From the originally low Wuhun realm, I slid all the way to the Hunyuan realm, the Shixi realm... until I finally returned to the original starting point - the Xisui realm, the Neigong realm, and even the most basic foundation building realm.

"Junior Ah Dai, please protect me. In the next period of time, you will devote yourself to cultivation." Jing Huan's voice was fierce and hesitant. I knew that the next practice would be an unprecedented challenge, but it was also the key to improving my strength and breaking through myself.

"It's against the sky, it's really against the sky!" The Demon Soul King repeated again. That time, its voice was full of sincere admiration and expectation. It seemed that she foresaw that one day in the future, Ling Xiao would stand at the top of that small continent in an unstoppable posture and become an existence that all practitioners looked up to.

And the starting point of all that was the amazing transformation brought about by the Four-Turn Samsara Technique.

"Sure enough, not only did the strength not decrease at all, but it was strengthened in the reincarnation. The improvement... was not measured by 70%, but doubled!" Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with incredible light. I felt the surging power in my body. This was an unprecedented emptiness and feeling, as if every cell of mine was reactivated and contained endless potential.

Now, Ling Xiao has broken that record at twice the speed. How can that be shocking?

That process may be difficult for others to accept, but for Ling Xiao, it is a baptism and rebirth of body and mind. I can vaguely feel that with each return to the realm, my foundation becomes more solid, and my understanding of power becomes more profound.