Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Everyone witnessed Ling Xiao being trapped by Sun Yuan Ji's Yin-Yang Cycle Technique.

Because the black fog disappeared.

They were astonished as they watched, thinking Ling Xiao was doomed.

"Die, you foolish and arrogant boy!"

Sun Yuan Ji declared his victory beforehand.

However, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.

"I told you, your Yin-Yang Cycle Technique is just a trap before me!"

Light and Shadow Mystique Sixth Mystic Art: Reversal Eye!

With the operation of the Light and Shadow Mystic Art energy, a strange light surged from Ling Xiao's Tai Chi Eye.

In that instant, all changes reverted!

Black and white switched again, true form and phantom reversed once more.

Ling Xiao's sword, the target once void, turned back to Sun Yuan Ji's giant crocodile avatar.

"Screech, screech..."

The Sword of the Human King pierced with indomitable momentum into the thick leather armor of the giant crocodile avatar.

Sun Yuan Ji let out a beast-like guttural scream.

The giant crocodile avatar completely collapsed in that instant, and Sun Yuan Ji reverted to his Half-Crocodile state.

This was the result of his insufficient mastery over his bloodline power.

Everyone stared in astonishment.

This Ling Xiao was too mysterious.

No one had any clue what Ling Xiao did to break Sun Yuan Ji's Yin-Yang Cycle.

They only knew that in that instant, the original cycle of yin and yang lost all effect.

"You really disappoint me. A so-called genius martial artist ranked in the top twenty of the Tianhai Empire, truly nothing special!"

Ling Xiao's cold voice rang out, and the Sword of the Human King pierced again.

"Pfft!"

"Ah~~~!"

The terrifying Sword of the Human King drove through Sun Yuan Ji's chest with unmatchable sharpness.

A massive bloody hole formed there.

Then Ling Xiao swung his sword, sending the disfigured Sun Yuan Ji flying away like trash.

"Howl..."

Sun Yuan Ji lay on the ground making wolf-like wails of agony, feeling as if his body was being ripped apart by countless ants, as the terrifying sword Qi still ravaged through him.

Ling Xiao looked coldly at this martial artist of the eighth level in the Yin-Yang Realm.

Too weak!

Really too weak!

It seemed easier than dealing with martial artists of the seventh level in the Yin-Yang Realm.

It appeared that one's cultivation level couldn't fully define their battle prowess; Sun Yuan Ji seemed like a greenhouse flower, instantly withering before the gales of the outside world.

He was truly disappointed!

He initially wanted to use his battle with Sun Yuan Ji to advance his cultivation level.

But he didn't even have to use seventy percent of his power.

Ling Xiao slowly walked toward Sun Yuan Ji, a cold smirk on his face.

"Didn't expect, huh, you'd be lying on the ground like a dog, unable to do anything?

Your nobility?

Your arrogance?

Your presumptuousness earlier?"

Ling Xiao ruthlessly taunted this so-called genius who had come with great pomp.

"Weren't you going to put an end to my streak of good luck? Didn't you want to show me the might of a Tianhai Empire genius?

This is how you show me?

Your skill of falling to the sand like a flat goose is not bad, but of little use."

"Don't you come over!"

Sun Yuan Ji fearfully crawled back, but sadly his body could no longer rise into the air, otherwise he would have chosen to flee.

"Action!"

Only then did the elite martial artists of the Sun Family, who were watching the battle from the perimeter, recover from their shock.

Hundreds of people, the strongest among them leapt toward Sun Yuan Ji, attempting to rescue him.

While the rest of the martial artists charged at Ling Xiao.

"Get out of my way!"

Ling Xiao roared, his body suddenly surrounded by countless sword Qi, which then shot toward the crowd.

Just one move.

Most of those so-called elite martial artists died.

Only a few with slightly stronger cultivation survived, fleeing in terror, not sparing Sun Yuan Ji a glance.

"Elite martial artists? To me, just trash martial artists."

Ling Xiao sneered, quickly advancing toward Sun Yuan Ji.

"Let your pride and nobility be thoroughly transformed into blood and my energy."

Ling Xiao summoned the Eighteen Hells Talisman.

The terrifying ghostly hand reached out from the Blood Soul Talisman, pulling Sun Yuan Ji's body into it.

His gut-wrenching screams echoed.

But it was useless.

Sun Yuan Ji was sealed within the Eighteen Hells Talisman, completely finished.

The people watched Ling Xiao retrieve the Blood Soul Talisman, standing proudly on the battlefield, and couldn't help but become dazed.

Terrifying!

Shocking!

Unimaginable!

Ling Xiao's performance today completely overturned their previous understanding of martial artists from the Heavenly Dragon Continent and the Divine Phoenix Continent.

Cannon fodder?

Perhaps, in this year's White Tiger Summit, the martial artists from the Dragon and Phoenix Continent will become the true dark horses.

Especially this Ling Xiao, too terrifying.

The scenes of Ling Xiao killing the Grand Elder and Sun Wu Ji, they hadn't seen.

However, Ling Xiao annihilating Sun Wu Shuang, casually eradicating the Third Elder, then helping Liu Lian regain her cultivation and subsequently slaying the old Willis Clan master—all these, they had witnessed completely.

What astonished them the most was.

Sun Yuan Ji came here bearing hatred, noble and arrogant, with no regard for anyone.

He didn't even put Ling Xiao in his eyes.

However, Ling Xiao in front of Sun Yuan Ji slew that imperial martial artist, stripping Sun Yuan Ji of his face.

Not only that, Ling Xiao, with sword in hand, crossed the air in the void, utterly crushing Sun Yuan Ji in every aspect.

In the end, he slew Sun Yuan Ji, the martial artist ranked in the top twenty of the Tianhai Empire.

These scenes replayed in their minds, and many still couldn't believe what they had seen was true, thinking they were dreaming.

This battle, though it might not become a classic, will surely linger in their memories for a long time.

Lord Liu swallowed a gulp.

This outcome was something he never anticipated.

Ling Xiao actually killed Sun Yuan Ji?

Considering he initially urged Ling Xiao to flee for his life, it turned out this young man was so terrifying.

He really misjudged.

Completely misjudged.

Liu Lian gazed at Ling Xiao with admiration.

She was already wholly fond of Ling Xiao, and seeing the man she adored wipe out the Sun Family martial artists, who had caused her Willis Clan so much torment, made her heart overflow with sweetness like honey.

This outcome was truly the most beautiful.

"Miss Liu, come over here for a moment!"

Ling Xiao called to Liu Lian suddenly.

Liu Lian didn't know his intentions, but with complete trust in Ling Xiao, she unhesitatingly moved toward him.

"Sun Yuan Ji just mentioned your Willis Clan has the Ice-Fire Grass?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Not daring to hide, Young Master Ling, we do have the Ice-Fire Grass."

Lord Liu quickly responded.

"Bring it out, give it to me."

Ling Xiao said plainly.

Lord Liu hesitated for a moment; giving away the Willis Clan's Supreme Treasure, truthfully, he's not too happy about it.

But Ling Xiao had saved them from a great crisis today; even if it's the prized Ice-Fire Grass, giving it away would simply be so.