Tyrant Sky Martial Sou
Chapter 1114 - 114 Dismembered into Thousand Pieces

Chapter 1114: Chapter 114 Dismembered into Thousand Pieces

"It seems you really don’t care about me destroying the Imperial City."

The stranger’s face darkened as power began to accumulate in his hands.

"If you want to destroy this Imperial City, you’ll have to get through this old man first!"

Unbeknownst to when, the Dean of Qingxu College, the Master of Feng Yingshan, also appeared in the square.

This person’s strength was profound and inscrutable, but still within the Yin-Yang Realm, presumably weaker than Moon Lady, but comparable to this stranger.

"I’ll be your opponent!"

The masked Imperial Advisor confronted the Dean of Qingxu College.

The masked Fengming Wan Zhong intervened to hinder Ji Ning, while Si Kong Zun seized this opportunity to rise from the ground, preparing to flee.

"Xie Li, stop him, and if necessary, kill!"

Ling Xiao gave the order.

Today, he absolutely could not let Si Kong Zun escape; otherwise, the blood of those tens of thousands of soldiers would have been shed in vain.

"You’re the new king of the Scorpion Tribe, right? Best stay out of this."

The masked Jia Yueting appeared in front of Xie Li.

He intended to let Si Kong Zun go.

"Let me kill Si Kong Zun for you."

Moon Lady suddenly spoke.

"No need, General Ji Ning has already heavily injured Si Kong Zun. His life, I will take myself. Sister Moon, help me watch the guy in the sky, he’s very dangerous. Don’t let him really destroy the Imperial City, I still have many friends here."

Having said this, Ling Xiao suddenly vanished.

"Okay then."

Moon Lady sighed.

She knew Ling Xiao hated Si Kong Zun to the bone; only by personally killing Si Kong Zun could he alleviate the hatred in his heart.

Thus, it was pointless to obstruct Ling Xiao. It was better to let Ling Xiao enjoy the satisfaction of killing Si Kong Zun himself.

"Si Kong Zun, you, the esteemed Lightning Demon King, are actually trying to flee? If I don’t kill you today, I, Ling Xiao, swear I’m not human!"

As the cold voice sounded, Ling Xiao’s sword had already pierced into Si Kong Zun’s throat.

"You outrageous fiend, how dare you kill him!"

In the sky, that Imperial Advisor, also known as the Yin-Yang Demon King of the True Demon Empire, suddenly roared in rage.

"Yin and Yang revolve, reanimate!"

The terrifying aspect of the Yin and Yang revolution was that, as long as there was a glimmer of breath, one could be brought back to life.

Ling Xiao’s sword striking Si Kong Zun’s throat would have been fatal for any ordinary Martial Artist, but Si Kong Zun, the Lightning Demon King, was no ordinary person.

He still had his last breath.

And was revived by this Yin and Yang revolution.

"Yin-Yang Demon King, you save him once, I’ll kill him once, let’s see if you can save more times, or if I can kill more times!"

Ling Xiao sneered, the Golden Crow Sword in his hand swung again, and the newly revived Si Kong Zun had his entire head sheared off.

"Bastard, I’ll kill you!"

Although the Nine Great Demon Kings of the True Demon Empire were extremely cruel to outsiders, their relationships with each other were very good. Thus, the Yin-Yang Demon King absolutely couldn’t just watch Si Kong Zun be hacked to pieces by Ling Xiao. That would truly leave no possibility of revival.

Though the world was full of Martial Arts legends of regenerating from a single drop of blood, in truth, all had been proven to be merely rumors, with none of them being real.

Perhaps there was a deviation in the Martial Arts, or possibly an issue with the lineage.

In short, regenerating limbs might be possible, but regenerating from a drop of blood was utterly impossible, unless there was some secret treasure involved.

Ling Xiao had also once possessed such Martial Arts, but later facts also proved that regeneration from a drop of blood was unrealistic, and without a large number of secret treasures, death was still inevitable.

The Yin-Yang Demon King’s Yin and Yang revolution was the same, to regenerate from a drop of blood one would require a secret treasure; otherwise, at most limb regeneration was possible.

Once fully dead, it was useless.

"Yin-Yang Demon King, your opponent is me!"

The Dean of Qingxu Academy intercepted the Yin-Yang Demon King, with his white beard fluttering and his palm wind fierce, completely blocking the Yin-Yang Demon King.

"Out of my way!"

The Yin-Yang Demon King roared in fury, no longer hiding his identity, his body swelling immensely as though he had become a giant skeleton.

Boom!

A thunderous boom echoed between heaven and earth.

Alas, the Dean of Qingxu Academy was no vegetarian; he firmly received the blow.

"Yin-Yang Demon King, you want to resurrect him, don’t you? I can help you!"

Ling Xiao revealed a cold smile as the Tai Chi Eye began to rotate.

Holy King!

Within the power of Soul Judgment—a special ability—the Holy King.

Not only could it provide a special inspiring effect in battle songs.

But it could also have an effect nearly equivalent to the rotation of Yin and Yang.

At this moment, Ling Xiao, covered in white light, appeared like the Holy King descending upon the world.

White light emanated from the Tai Chi Eye.

Si Kong Zun was actually revived.

But although he was alive, Si Kong Zun had long since lost any power to resist.

Ling Xiao slowly made a cut on his body.

"You wanted to dismember General Ji Ning, so today, I’ll let you taste being dismembered!"

A ferocious expression appeared on Ling Xiao’s face.

Now, he was willing to transform into a Fierce Ghost to avenge the Dead Souls.

He was not afraid of the Yin-Yang Demon King’s arrival; with the Dean of Qingxu Academy’s strength, blocking the Yin-Yang Demon King would be absolutely no problem.

He just wanted to teach a lesson to those who betrayed him, who betrayed Ji Ning and the others.

To etch an unforgettable memory.

He wanted the Yin-Yang Demon King to forever remember this pain, to live each day in grief.

Such sorrow should not be borne by Ji Ning and the warriors of the Northern Desert Army alone.

The Yin-Yang Demon King, the dark hand behind everything, must also bear the burden.

Otherwise, what justice would there be in this world!

"Fearful? Scared? When you killed tens of millions in the Holy City, did you ever think you would have a day like today?

Back then, you controlled everything; you thought others were mere ants, you perhaps thought that was your masterpiece; you wouldn’t feel pain, only endless pleasure!

When you watched tens of thousands of soldiers being killed back then, did you ever think you would have a day like today?

At that time, what you thought about were your own merits, your perfect plan; you took their lives as a joke; you simply didn’t care; you wouldn’t even blink an eye!

When you tortured Ji Ning and Lu Chenlong in the Heavenly Prison, did you ever think you would have a day like today?

At that time, you had nothing but crazy and triumphant laughter, listening to their miserable screams, even feeling very excited in your heart.

When you wanted the entire city to dismember and execute Ji Ning and the others, did you ever think you would also have a day of being dismembered?

At that time, the only thing you thought of was using the most extreme means to torment your enemies, to make them die in excruciating pain!"

With each sentence Ling Xiao spoke, he cut a piece of flesh from Si Kong Zun.

Or an ear.

Or a nose.

Or an eye.

Indeed, he was cruel.

But these were the same methods that Si Kong Zun had used against others; he was merely giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"Damn it!"

The Yin-Yang Demon King trembled with rage, even the corners of his mouth spilling fresh blood.

It was not from being hit, but rather from being enraged to such a state.

"Ah—! Ling Xiao, I will have you and everyone here accompany him in death."

In his violent anger, the Yin-Yang Demon King had actually taken a palm strike from the Dean of Qingxu Academy and, ignoring the pain, lunged towards Ling Xiao.