Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The corners of Emperor Huangzhu's mouth twitched slightly when she heard this. A hint of anger flashed in her eyes, but more of it was fear of the powerful forces behind Ling Xiao.

She sneered, with a hint of coldness in her voice: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child, so easy to deceive? If you don't have someone to rely on, how dare you be so arrogant in the imperial palace? Who is the person behind you?"

Ling Xiao smiled even more when he heard this. He shook his head gently, with a cunning light in his eyes: "Palace Master, your imagination is too rich. I, Ling Xiao, always act according to my heart and never rely on anyone. As for those so-called "people behind me", they are just some misunderstandings and exaggerated rumors about me from the outside world."

"Really, don't guess blindly, my dear sister, there is really nothing behind me. What experts are guiding me and strong people are protecting me. They are all rumors from the outside world. Just listen to them."

Ling Xiao's smile was a bit cunning. He deliberately made his tone relaxed and casual, as if he was really just telling an insignificant joke.

"As for the 'Demon Soul King' I just mentioned, hey, that was purely my improvisation, just to tease you. Look, I'm standing here fine, not even hiding my shadow. If you don't believe me, then come and hit me! See if there is anyone to protect me?"

As he said this, he deliberately took a step forward, as if he was inviting Di Huangzhu to a no-brainer contest. However, it was this seemingly careless provocation that made Di Huangzhu's fear grow like weeds.

She stared at Ling Xiao, her beautiful eyes flashing with complex light, with both fear of the unknown and deep doubts about the forces that might be hidden behind Ling Xiao.

Di Huangzhu knew that once she took action, she might touch the edge of some unpredictable danger. She could feel that the terrifying aura that permeated the air, although it seemed to come from Ling Xiao, was actually more like some more ancient and powerful force peeping in the dark.

She couldn't help but guess that if this was really Ling Xiao's trump card, then the "Demon Soul King" behind him might really exist, and be powerful enough to make the entire imperial palace tremble.

Therefore, although she was furious and wanted to tear Ling Xiao into pieces immediately, her reason told her that forbearance at this moment was the wisest choice.

Of course, if Emperor Huangzhu really decided to take action regardless of everything, then the Demon Soul King hidden in the dark, the legendary existence, would intervene with unquestionable power and reverse the situation instantly.

This was not only a protection for Ling Xiao, but also an invisible warning to Emperor Huangzhu, reminding her not to easily touch the bottom line of certain taboos.

Ling Xiao smiled in his heart, but maintained a calm and self-assured look on his face. He knew that using this mysterious and terrifying aura as a deterrent had already made Emperor Huangzhu feel afraid, achieving the effect he expected.

Looking at Emperor Huangzhu's eyes flashing with doubt, he knew that she had begun to guess her trump card.

"Perhaps the person behind you is not the legendary Demon Soul King. That dreaded taboo existence has long since sunk into the abyss of history with the passage of time, leaving no trace." Di Huangzhu's voice was a little uncertain, but more of a test and guess.

"However, I firmly believe that there must be a master behind you to help you... Let me think carefully. Although the Empress Palace is powerful, it does not match your style of doing things; the Holy Hall also has a grudge against you, and it is even less likely to help you. So... could it be... the power behind you is the legendary Fu Zun Mansion?!"

Her words exploded in the air like thunder, and Di Huangzhu's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, as if she had discovered some earth-shattering secret. Her body trembled slightly, obviously shocked to the extreme by this guess.

Fu Zun Mansion, this name exists like a god in the Demon Suppression Mansion. It is not only a symbol of power, but also a synonym for mystery. In the entire Demon Suppression Mansion, only Fu Zun Mansion can compete with the Holy Hall. Its power and mystery make everyone feel awe.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he muttered to himself: "This woman's brain is really not to be covered, she can actually guess Fuzun Mansion." On the surface, he remained calm, just smiled faintly, as if everything was under control.

Speaking of which, Ling Xiao seemed to have a solid backer hidden in the deep and complex power network of Fuzun Mansion, that is his brother-Long Chen.

Long Chen, this name is well-known in Fuzun Mansion. He is not only a symbol of strength, but also the embodiment of wisdom and courage.

According to legend, he can easily crush masters like Ji Haisheng with his own strength. His power is so strong that even when facing a strong man like Di Huangzhu, the master of the Imperial Palace, he only needs a light palm to decide his life or death.

Facing Di Huangzhu's doubts and speculations, Ling Xiao gently waved his hand with a faint but graceful smile on his face, as if he was comforting an overly nervous child:

"Palace Master Di Huangzhu, you are really worrying too much. I, Ling Xiao, am just an insignificant person. How can I have any prominent backers?

Not to mention the lofty Fu Zun Mansion, I know very little about it. It can even be said that before I met you, I had never really heard of the name of Fu Zun Mansion, so how could I have anything to do with it? Don't be misled by the rumors outside."

However, Ling Xiao's sincere explanation sounded more like a cover-up to Di Huangzhu.

She stared into Ling Xiao's eyes, trying to catch a trace of panic or uneasiness, but unfortunately, all she saw was calmness and confidence. This made Dihuangzhu even more convinced that Ling Xiao must be supported by such a behemoth as Fu Zunfu.

"You lied!" Di Huangzhu's voice was filled with unquestionable firmness, and a clear logical chain had been formed in her mind:

The destruction of the Ji family, the tragic death of the head of the Huang family, and the disappearance of Huang Xiangu, all these seemingly unrelated events actually point to a common mastermind - Fu Zunfu. And Ling Xiao was one of the "hands" that this black hand extended to the Demon Suppressing Mansion.

Thinking of this, Emperor Huangzhu couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. She realized that she might be in the middle of a huge conspiracy, and the mastermind of this conspiracy was the mysterious and powerful Fu Zunfu.

She couldn't help but sigh: "The methods of this government are really ruthless and decisive. In order to cover up the truth, they would not hesitate to kill people and silence them. Such behavior is really chilling and terrifying!"

"Look at you, I have repeatedly reiterated that I have nothing to do with Fu Zunfu, but you are still stubborn and refuse to believe it..." Ling Xiao sighed softly and shook his head, with an expression that was both helpless and a bit self-deprecating.