Tyrant Sky Martial Sou
Chapter 728: Cannibal Giant Crocodile_1

Chapter 728: Chapter 728: Cannibal Giant Crocodile_1

"Both of them have unleashed their Martial Souls, it looks like they’re serious about this."

"Ling Xiao’s Martial Soul aura isn’t weak either, I guess this will be a spectacular fight, how interesting!"

Ling Xiao wielded no sword, yet the malevolent aura emitted by the Demon Sword seemed as though it could slice through the surrounding bricks and stones.

Such a level of Sword Qi was truly astonishing.

Many who had underestimated Ling Xiao were taken aback, seemingly a bit incredulous.

Nevertheless, the crowd still believed Ling Xiao was bound to lose, and to die!

"Look quickly, the mural has opened!"

Just as the tension between the two was about to erupt, suddenly a voice called out.

Both of them, as if by some unspoken agreement, looked towards the mural, and within the originally seamless mural, a door had appeared!

A door one could pass through!

"Hahaha, you all keep fighting, I’m off to hunt for treasures!"

Po Qian Jun laughed heartily and swiftly shot through the door.

No danger befell him, and he flew through safely.

Seeing this, the somewhat worried martial artists promptly burst forth.

In the blink of an eye, those who had been waiting for a spectacle had mostly dispersed, with only those from the Sword King Sect still seemingly reluctant to leave, wanting to witness Ling Xiao’s death.

"Sister Lan, you go first, I can handle Tang Jiu alone," Ling Xiao said softly.

"But are you sure you can handle it?"

Lan Yu’er was somewhat worried.

The others also weren’t willing to abandon him.

"Go, you staying won’t help!" Ling Xiao said, his tone a bit firmer this time.

"No one is escaping; all who killed my brother will die here!"

Tang Jiu suddenly ignored Ling Xiao and launched an attack at Lan Yu’er.

Shoo!

A flash of sword light blocked his path, forcing him to halt.

"In front of me, Ling Xiao, you cannot harm anyone from the Moon Hua Sect!"

Ling Xiao was confident of that.

"Let’s go!"

Lan Yu’er could see that staying would only complicate things for Ling Xiao.

"Take care, Senior Brother Ling!"

"Brother Ling, you must be safe!"

Several people also entered through the door in succession.

Ling Xiao let out a slight sigh of relief.

Having them around would indeed be troublesome, for they could become his weakness.

But now, there was no problem.

"Ninth Senior Brother Tang Jiu, Li Youdao has sent a thousand-mile transmission, saying he’s found a treasure and is telling you to hurry over!"

At that moment, a disciple from the Tang Sect called out to Tang Jiu.

"Hmph! Ling Xiao, remember this, even if you enter inside, you are still bound to die! I don’t have the time to deal with you now, but once I obtain the treasure, your death is certain! You’d better use the Secret Scroll to escape quickly, or you’ll undoubtedly die!"

Tang Jiu snorted coldly and decisively turned to leave.

Just moments ago, he was consumed by rage, but now it seemed that he had little real affection for his so-called brother Tang Qi; otherwise, he wouldn’t have chosen to leave so easily.

At the very least, in Tang Jiu’s eyes, the value of treasures far outweighed avenging his brother.

Tang Jiu left with the people from the Tang Sect, and surprisingly, Lan Yu’er and the others, who had already gone through the door, came back again.

"You!"

Seeing these people, Ling Xiao couldn’t help but feel warmed inside. After all, they did care about him. Indeed, treating others sincerely could eventually lead to mutual rewards.

"There’s no need to say more. Who told us to owe you a favor? To be honest, if Tang Jiu truly made a move, we might not be able to stop him, but we can still give him some trouble,"

Lan Yu’er said with a smile.

The others nodded their heads as well.

"However, it really was a close call. Luckily, that mural suddenly opened; otherwise, Tang Jiu definitely wouldn’t have given up so easily. Senior Brother Ling, what should we do next?"

Leng Hao asked.

No one else was outside the door at this time; the people from the Sword King Sect had also left after the Tang Sect members departed.

"Yeah, Brother Ling, Tang Jiu has left for now, but what if we run into him again inside? Wouldn’t that be problematic? Although he’s extremely despicable, his strength is indeed too formidable. The few of us together might not be a match for him,"

Joshua Long also said.

"Brother Long, you’re too modest and belittle our own capabilities. Senior Brother Ling is much stronger than you think!"

Zhao Zhi was completely adulatory towards Ling Xiao, having witnessed his rise every step of the way. The miracles Ling Xiao had created were simply too many.

"He is indeed strong!"

Ling Xiao nodded and said, "But he’s not as frightening as you imagine. Frankly, in the battle we just had, if someone had to die, it definitely wouldn’t have been me."

Having said that, he stepped towards the door: "Hurry up, the opening of this door might also have a time limit; it might close soon."

He could kill Tang Jiu, true, but at his current strength, if he did not transform into the Ancient Golden Dragon Form, it would be a pyrrhic victory.

That’s why he didn’t pursue Tang Jiu, after all, there were more important things to do.

The others looked at each other, surprised by Ling Xiao’s words. But since Ling Xiao said so, it certainly wasn’t just idle talk.

Because Ling Xiao was never that kind of person.

About two or three minutes after everyone entered the door, the door completely vanished.

In the silent hall, only the echo of empty winds remained.

...

"How come the inside of the Imperial Palace is all water!"

After entering the door, everyone noticed a strange phenomenon—this place was completely sealed off, like a huge and luxurious fish tank filled entirely with water, along with some bizarre stones and plants.

What’s more peculiar was that this wasn’t regular freshwater but deep-sea water with a much higher concentration than freshwater—ingesting it would certainly be disastrous.

"Rumor has it that the True Demon Empire originally emerged from the Sea Race dwelling at the bottom of the ocean. They can live on land but prefer the deep sea; it’s no surprise that the Imperial Palace is designed this way,"

Ling Xiao explained.

He had previously confirmed this fact near the seas of Tianfeng City, so it was unlikely to be false.

"The Sea Race?"

It was clear that the others had not heard of the Sea Race before.

"So there really are races that live deep under the sea?"

Leng Hao couldn’t suppress his curiosity and asked.

"Quiet down. I sense something isn’t right; there’s a very dangerous presence!"

Ling Xiao didn’t answer Leng Hao; instead, he waved his hand, signaling them to keep silent.

Cycling the Mountain and River Martial Soul, Ling Xiao could see further into the distance.

There, a massacre was taking place!

The dead were Martial Artists!

The attackers were a pack of strange crocodiles about seven to eight meters long.

These crocodiles were covered in scales as hard as iron, nearly identical in color to the sea, blending completely with the water when they were one with it, making them indistinguishable.

As he spoke, trails of red blood began to drift towards them from the water ahead; everyone saw it, and Zhao Ci, in his excitement, nearly swallowed a mouthful of the water.

Crack!

Suddenly, a shadow lunged at Ling Xiao and then a massive set of teeth opened wide, biting fiercely towards Ling Xiao’s body.