Tyrant Sky Martial Sou
Chapter 906: Kick Down the Treasure Pagoda

Chapter 906: Chapter 906: Kick Down the Treasure Pagoda

Heading to the fourth floor now would be a bit premature for Ling Xiao, and it wasn’t necessary.

One must be confident, but also self-aware, only then can one live longer and cultivate better.

However, though he had no desire to provoke others, there were always those in this world who, ignorant of their own mortality, insisted on provoking him.

That red-robed warrior couldn’t stand to lose face like that.

It was bad enough that Ling Xiao had bypassed him, but to have someone else injure his fellow disciple right in front of him was too much to bear.

How could he tolerate this?

Of course, the most important thing was that he was a disciple of Phoenix God College, and the other was from Qingxu College; they were always in competition.

It could even be described as enmity!

Boom!

The more he thought about it, the more irked he became, and abruptly, a crimson flame ignited behind the red-robed man.

This was a martial artist from the Heavenly Dragon Continent, possessing a Flame Martial Soul.

And this fellow’s Flame Martial Soul was no ordinary flame but a special kind known as "Magma Fire."

It might not compare to the Twelve Sacred Flames,

but it was far stronger than any mundane flame.

Paired with his late-stage Dual Yin-Yang Heaven cultivation level, he could dominate this third floor without any issue.

Initially, if the red-robed warrior had possessed a different Martial Soul, Ling Xiao wouldn’t have rashly made a move, because defeating this person, even if possible, would mean revealing many of his techniques.

After all, the other’s cultivation level was truly formidable.

His Martial Soul was extraordinary.

He had planned to let Ji Mingkong handle it.

But now, he decided to intervene himself.

Because the other’s Martial Soul was of the flame variety.

Although Ling Xiao’s Hell Dragon Fire was sealed, the intense heat brought by the "Legacy of Light" could rival the Solar Sacred Flame, far surpassing the intensity of the Magma Fire.

If he couldn’t handle his opponent under such a suppression of Martial Souls, Ling Xiao felt he had no right to stay here anymore.

That instant, a blinding light shrouded him, the temperature around him abruptly soared, then spread outwards, significantly raising the heat in the already tight corridors of the Treasure Pagoda, causing many to sweat profusely, even showing signs of dehydration.

"A mere Magma Fire Martial Soul, really isn’t much to speak of!"

As Ling Xiao released extreme heat, he slowly approached the red-robed man.

The intense heat almost seemed tangible, twisting and deforming the air as waves of heat rushed toward the red-robed man.

Around Ling Xiao, it had become a world of high temperatures that people instinctively wanted to flee from.

Standing not far away, Feng Yanran was even more shocked. She felt as if she were a moth flying into flames, her body already being scorched and melting away.

An unprecedented fear rose within her.

"Ji Mingkong, do you know what Martial Soul this is?"

Her voice trembled.

"This is not just a Martial Soul; strictly speaking, this is just one of its abilities. You haven’t fought against Ling Xiao. If you had, you would understand that his strength is suffocating!"

Ji Mingkong had seen Ling Xiao deal with his enemies in this way not for the first time.

But every time, she found it somewhat incredible.

How could a martial artist release heat as intense as the sun?

How was this possible?

Feeling the terrifying heat emanating from Ling Xiao, the red-robed warrior was sweating profusely. That level of heat made his own Martial Soul tremble with fear.

It was a shudder of horror!

A sign of the weak fearing the strong!

The harm from a Flame Martial Soul relied on high temperatures.

But, sharing the same characteristic of high temperature, the Mysteries of Light derived from Ling Xiao’s Mountain and River Martial Soul were far more potent, of a much higher caliber.

This completely suppressed the temperature of the Flame Martial Soul.

Just as among their own kind, the lion king makes the frail cubs tremble and shiver.

Ling Xiao was very clear about his Power of Red Sun, thanks to the Mysteries of Light within the Light and Shadow Mystique.

It was precisely because he could suppress the opponent that he chose to use it; otherwise, he would not have made a move.

"Light and Shadow Sword Technique - Power of Red Sun!"

Suddenly, Ling Xiao’s hand held a sword, and then he thrust the longsword forward.

The terrifying Sword Qi contained the scorching Power of Red Sun, each beam as malicious as the Red Sun’s rays, seemingly able to penetrate the human body instantly.

"Magma Dragon Roar!"

In panic, the Red-robed Warrior’s Martial Soul flame surged behind him, and then transformed into a Divine Dragon that pounced out, merging with his fists.

Although the Magma Divine Dragon was not very large, its terrifying high temperature was no less intense than the scorching magma.

The Magma Divine Dragon opened its massive maw to swallow the terrifying Sword Qi.

"You can’t block it!"

Ling Xiao said coldly, laughing.

Sword Qi, combined with Minor Sword Intent, was so fierce it chilled one to the bone!

Red Sun, combined with Mountain River Will, was terrifying enough to dull one’s reactions!

The fusion of Red Sun and Sword Qi produced an even more formidable attack.

At this moment, the Red-robed Warrior felt as if his body had been thrown directly onto the scorching sun and as if tens of thousands of sharp steel needles were harshly stabbing into his flesh.

His body was trembling, his soul was crying.

The entire person was plunged into a hellish sensation.

"No! Impossible! You’re clearly just a Heavenly Pulse Martial Artist, how can you unleash such terrifying combat power! What exactly is your Martial Soul?"

The Red-robed Warrior’s mind was in complete disarray.

Because up to this point, he still didn’t know what the opponent’s Martial Soul was, nor did he understand how the opponent could burst forth with such terrifying combat power despite being a Breakthrough Sky Meridian Martial Artist.

He felt as if his body and soul could be scorched and melted at any moment.

"Spare you a dog’s life, just make sure you never run into me again! Get lost!"

An icy voice rang in the ears of the Red-robed Warrior, and then his body was sent flying away.

No blood!

Because the frightening wound was completely cauterized, looking extremely horrific.

"Cough! Cough!"

The Red-robed Warrior knelt on one knee on the ground, his eyes filled with terror and rage as they stared fixedly at Ling Xiao.

"How dare you lay a hand on me? How dare you strike a disciple of Phoenix God College?"

Ling Xiao had heard such words far too often.

He was growing tired of them.

"Get lost!"

With a cold shout, Ling Xiao kicked the man from the third floor all the way down to the bottom of the tower.

"I won’t let you get away with this!"

A hysterical shout came from the bottom of the tower.

Ling Xiao merely smiled disdainfully; the villains in the books he had read always seemed to say that.

Yet none of those villains ever succeeded in their revenge; instead, they met with increasingly miserable fates.

Feng Yanran and the other disciples from Qingxu College were dumbstruck.

This guy was too monstrous!

Without revealing his Martial Soul, relying solely on Martial Arts to restrain the opponent’s special Martial Soul, and even releasing the Minor Sword Intent that only a few could comprehend—how exactly did he cultivate?

Ji Mingkong could only shake his head and chuckle.

These people had not seen Ling Xiao’s performance at the Martial Arts Festival; otherwise, they would be even more astonished.

In front of this monstrous fellow, all the so-called geniuses were simply not worth mentioning.