Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Immediately following, Ling Xiao rapidly formed hand seals, his movements as swift as lightning. Obscure and enigmatic runes burst forth from his fingertips, merging into the light. The light grew even more intense, as if it wanted to break through the shackles of heaven and earth.

Finally, he successfully separated his Extraterrestrial Avatar.

The Extraterrestrial Avatar wasn't an ordinary doppelganger; it was the result of Ling Xiao's years of painstaking cultivation of soul techniques. He had mastered the secrets of the Soul Clan's supreme bloodline and overcome countless hardships to cultivate this magical avatar.

This Extraterrestrial Avatar was like another perfect replica of Ling Xiao. Every inch of its skin, every look in its eyes, was indistinguishable from Ling Xiao's original self.

Moreover, its inherent strength was comparable to Ling Xiao's original body, possessing powerful combat abilities and a terrifying aura. Only such a powerful Extraterrestrial Avatar could effectively confuse the enemy and buy Ling Xiao valuable time.

In the next moment, the Extraterrestrial Avatar appeared out of nowhere without warning. Like a phantom, it instantly appeared in front of the Magic Treasure Pavilion. Its figure flickered, as if it had merged into the surrounding space, leaving only afterimages in the air.

Immediately afterward, the Extraterrestrial Avatar launched an attack without hesitation. Its hands moved like lightning, and sharp beams of energy erupted from its palms, heading straight for the Magic Treasure Pavilion. This attack was like a bolt from the blue, instantly alerting the Treasure Demon guarding the Magic Treasure Pavilion.

The Treasure Demon's figure was like a mountain, and its body emitted a bloodthirsty red light. Its two huge eyes seemed to be burning with raging flames.

It roared angrily, its voice like thunder, and the entire Magic Treasure Pavilion trembled with it: "Good kid, you dare to break into my Magic Treasure Pavilion of the Demon Tower, you're really courting death."

With that, it waved its huge claws, rushing towards Ling Xiao's Extraterrestrial Avatar with overwhelming force. The Extraterrestrial Avatar was not afraid either, its figure flashed quickly, skillfully dodging the Treasure Demon's attack while launching a counterattack.

Its fists were like the wind, each strike containing immense power, engaging in a thrilling battle with the Treasure Demon. The Extraterrestrial Avatar was extremely powerful. Although it was slightly inferior to the Treasure Demon in strength, it wouldn't be defeated for the time being with its agile movements and tenacious will.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's original body was secretly anxious: "I need to hurry." His eyes were firm, his steps were steady, and he stepped into the Magic Treasure Pavilion without hesitation. As soon as he entered, he was shocked by the scene before him.

There were so many treasures here, a dazzling array of at least ten thousand kinds. Various lights intertwined to form a gorgeous and colorful picture.

However, although these treasures were numerous, most of them were of no use to him. But since it was a looting, he would not let go of any of them. A look of determination flashed in his eyes as he began to carefully search through this ocean of treasures.

Almost all the treasures were locked by extremely powerful restrictions. These restrictions were like indestructible barriers, emitting a cold light. It was as difficult as ascending to heaven for ordinary people to steal them.

But who was he? He was Ling Xiao. He was not only a respectable Saint Inscription Master with profound research on various runes and patterns, but also a highly skilled Soul Master who could control mysterious soul power.

For him, breaking these restrictions was as easy as reaching into a bag to grab something. With a gentle wave of his hands, mysterious runes flew from his fingertips and merged into the restrictions. In the blink of an eye, the light of the restrictions gradually dimmed and eventually collapsed.

Outside, the great battle between Ling Xiao's Extraterrestrial Avatar and the Treasure Demon continued, and the fierce fighting resounded through the sky. The powerful energy fluctuations, like raging waves, spread outward wave after wave.

Stronger beings could be attracted at any time, but Ling Xiao in the Magic Treasure Pavilion was not flustered by this. He methodically collected the treasures on the first floor of the Magic Treasure Pavilion. There were tens of thousands of treasures here, all of which were at the Heavenly Venerable level.

Each treasure exuded a powerful aura, as if telling of their past glory. These treasures were basically at the peak of the Heavenly Venerable level, comparable to Ling Xiao's Bloodthirsty Blade and God-Slaying Sword, and were extremely precious.

He didn't stay too long and hurried to the second floor. The layout of the second floor was different from the first floor. The light here was darker, but the light of the treasures was more dazzling.

There were fewer treasures here, but each one was a Genuine Core level treasure. These treasures seemed to contain some kind of mysterious artistic conception between heaven and earth, faintly exuding a cold aura.

Even the power contained in these treasures could hurt a Core Formation Realm expert, which was extremely terrifying.

However, their number had dropped to about three thousand. Ling Xiao did not hesitate. He shot again, his hands like flying butterflies, quickly breaking the restrictions. Before long, all these precious treasures were taken away by him.

Then, he went straight to the third floor without hesitation.

On the third floor, at a glance, there were only about a hundred treasures. These treasures lay quietly in their respective positions, exuding a deep and mysterious aura. They were all Primordial Realm treasures, containing the artistic conception of the Primordial Realm.

Even a trace of the artistic conception's fluctuation could make people feel the powerful power contained in it. If attacked forcefully, even a Star Realm expert could be injured. Ling Xiao didn't look much, he knew that time was tight.

His expression was focused, and his hands quickly cast spells, instantly breaking the restrictions. Then, with a wave of his hand, he collected all these treasures into the Magic Needle Space. Immediately afterward, he went straight to the fourth floor without stopping.

No mistake, one start, one launch, one inside, one contain, one at a glance!

Arriving on the fourth floor, the aura here was even heavier and more mysterious. In the huge space, there were only ten treasures.

But each one was a treasure containing the artistic conception of the Primordial Realm. Although it only contained the low-level artistic conception of the Primordial Realm, these treasures were probably already the top treasures in the Star Picking Tower.

These treasures were like the brightest stars in the night sky, emitting an awe-inspiring light.

Ling Xiao was not polite either. The restrictions here were more complex and powerful than before, and it was a little more difficult to break them. But with his profound skills and rich experience, he finally managed to take them all away.

Then, Ling Xiao looked firmly towards the fifth floor, his heart full of anticipation, wondering what amazing treasures were hidden on the fifth floor. The battle outside was still going on, and a bigger crisis may be quietly approaching...

At that time, the quiet atmosphere was broken by a chilling wave. Several extremely terrifying auras quietly spread in from outside the Magic Treasure Pavilion.

These auras were like a cold wind, with a powerful and evil sense of oppression, each of which seemed to be able to penetrate the soul. Ling Xiao's heart moved slightly, he keenly sensed the source of this aura, speculating that Chong Xuan and the others had probably chased after them.