Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

The dense black aura became even more terrifying, and in an instant, Ling Xiao was already in front of Sun Wushuang.

A giant hand grabbed Sun Wushuang, just like a person grabbing a struggling little bird.

Being caught in Ling Xiao's hand, Sun Wushuang's face turned pale, filled with fear.

The Ling Xiao before him was completely different from the calm, unassertive Ling Xiao he had seen earlier.

At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed like a Demon God descended, terrifying to the extreme.

"Let me go! Let me go quickly! Otherwise, my Sun Family won't let you off!"

Sun Wushuang desperately struggled while shouting loudly.

"Even at this moment, you dare threaten me with such words? Trash, do you deserve Liu Lian?"

Ling Xiao's hand gradually exerted more force, and a piercing scream kept echoing in the Willis Clan courtyard.

The frightened Second Elder and Third Elder tried to flee, but led by Lord Liu, the Willis Clan had already blocked their escape route.

Both sides started fighting, and the scene became chaotic.

However, the crowd outside was completely focused on Ling Xiao's hand.

If that enormous Sky Demon hand squeezed a bit harder, the noble Young Master Wushuang would be directly crushed.

"I said before, you shouldn't have provoked me. If you hadn't, I sincerely wouldn't bother interfering in the matters between your Sun Family and the Willis Clan. But since you're reckless, don't blame me!"

Ling Xiao's voice was cold and merciless, filled with a chilling intent to kill.

"Release our young master!"

The martial artists who had followed the Sun Family finally reacted. If they allowed Sun Wushuang to be killed by Ling Xiao, they would undoubtedly face death upon their return.

Faced with Ling Xiao, they, though fearful, had no choice but to brace themselves.

A group of people utilized various martial skills to charge at Ling Xiao.

But the result was like eggs crashing against a rock.

Ling Xiao didn't even lift a finger.

The black aura radiated, and all those over a dozen people were blasted away, rolling on the ground, screaming in pain.

"If you want to live, it's best not to intervene. I'm only going to kill Sun Wushuang; this has nothing to do with you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Ling Xiao laughed cruelly and coldly.

Only then did the crowd realize that Sun Wushuang's ruthlessness was nothing compared to Ling Xiao's intimidation.

This guy deserves his title as the Heavenly Emperor; he truly has the imperial aura of an emperor.

"Friend, let it go when possible; there's no need to be so decisive."

Suddenly, someone jumped out from the crowd.

He was dressed in a vivid yellow battle robe, embroidered with a crocodile design. Such color and design were reserved exclusively for the royalty.

"Scram!"

Facing the suddenly appearing imperial martial artist, Ling Xiao uttered a single word.

The crowd was shocked.

This Heavenly Emperor is too domineering and arrogant; that was an imperial martial artist.

Moreover, he clearly had the bloodline of the imperial family.

He dared to tell that person to scram?

Is this guy truly only at the Yin-Yang Realm Fourth Level?

The terrifying Sky Demon Battle Intent and Heavenly Demon Incarnation were frighteningly overbearing, cold, and ruthless, invoking fear.

At this moment, those fighting—Lord Liu and Liu Lian, along with the rest of the Willis Clan—were even more astonished.

They thought Ling Xiao, inferior to Sun Wushuang, easily subdued Sun Wushuang within a few moves.

Even Lord Liu couldn't match up to that powerful capability.

The Grand Elder claimed Ling Xiao didn't suit Liu Lian.

But now it seemed Liu Lian couldn't keep up with Ling Xiao's pace.

No wonder even Ji Luoyu wishes to become his friend.

"This guy has definitely hidden his strength!"

This became everyone's shared thought; they couldn't discern Ling Xiao's cultivation level, thus subjectively believing his cultivation likely ranged from the Yin-Yang Realm Seventh Layer Pinnacle to the Early Stage of Eighth Layer.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to so easily defeat Sun Wushuang.

Moreover, facing the advice of that Yin-Yang Realm Seventh Layer Late Stage imperial martial artist, he dared say "scram."

Second Elder and Third Elder were even more afraid.

They now only wanted to escape, unwilling to continue battling, but the martial artists of the Willis Clan, disregarding danger, kept attacking, making it impossible for the two to break out of the encirclement.

With Lord Liu's injuries healed and his strength restored, escaping became even more difficult.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Sun Wushuang screamed in terror.

"You want that woman, I can give her to you. I'll give you anything you want, just spare me. I only wish to preserve my life."

Ultimately, under the death threat and fear Ling Xiao brought, his mentality collapsed.

Now, he simply didn't expect Ling Xiao would spare him due to fearing their Sun Family.

This Ling Xiao, as the rumors said, was a complete madman.

"No longer using Sun Yuan Ji and Shaw Little Monster to pressure me?"

Ling Xiao mocked with a smile, the strength in his hand intensified once more: "To be honest, who those nobodies are, I've really never heard of."

"Ah—!"

A more piercing scream erupted; Sun Wushuang's body was almost crushed.

"Release him, or I'll take action!"

The imperial martial artist drew a long knife, the chilling blade pointed at Ling Xiao, his eyes filled with humiliation and anger.

After all, he was an imperial martial artist, a member of the Tianhai Clan.

Even those with cultivation levels stronger than his would show him respect.

Yet, the current Ling Xiao completely disregarded him.

This was an insult!

An enormous insult.

He felt he was being ridiculed by the surrounding spectators, like a fool.

"If you don't possess the Tianai Ba Tu skill, I suggest you don't take action, otherwise your result won't be better than his."

Ling Xiao said indifferently: "Are the Tianhai Empire's martial artists so lacking self-awareness? Daring to meddle in every affair?"

"You're shameless! Do you dare kill me? I'm royalty..."

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly struck.

The imperial martial artist couldn't react, directly flying out, crashing heavily against the courtyard wall, vomiting blood, severely injured.

"Enough with the Imperial Family nonsense; I understand what you're saying, don't repeat it so many times. Now disappear immediately, otherwise, with the next strike, you'll die!"

Ling Xiao's cold voice echoed in that imperial martial artist's ear.

"Ahhhhhh!"

That person completely lost his previous arrogance, got up from the ground, crying, and fled.

"You'll pay!"

Seemingly feeling safe, he shouted while crying, then continued escaping.

Ling Xiao sneered in disdain, unconcerned.

Such a worthless individual couldn't possibly pose any threat to him; he could eliminate him at any time.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Ling Xiao looked at the Sun Wushuang in his hand, coldly snickering.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me, do you realize my brother Sun Yuan Ji is a Yin-Yang Realm Eighth Layer Pinnacle martial artist, and my younger brother Shaw Little Monster is a Yin-Yang Realm Ninth Level martial artist? If you dare murder me, you're seeking death!"

Sun Wushuang desperately roared.