Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 1062 Imperial Guards He Meng

Chapter 1062: Chapter 1062 Imperial Guards He Meng

"Amazing!"

Ling Xiao was secretly astounded.

It seemed that assassinating Jiumo Zhiyan was not going to be an easy task.

However, he had patience; if not once, then twice; if not twice, then thrice. He was determined to return with Jiumo Zhiyan’s head.

"Escort the young prince, let’s go!"

Although the Imperial Guards could sense the presence of an enemy, they could not see Ling Xiao, so all they could do was use their bodies to protect Jiumo Zhiyan and continue to flee.

Ling Xiao did not dare to strike recklessly. Having failed on his first attempt, he knew he had to choose a better moment for the next.

Thus, he continued the pursuit, as the life of Jiumo Zhiyan’s head was tied to the lives of tens of thousands, and he did not want to give up easily.

The opponent rode a Black Crow Beast, while Ling Xiao had no choice but to proceed on foot.

For neither the Shadow Armor nor the Shadow Step could render external objects invisible.

To his sides, the desert vegetation continuously receded, the sand beneath his feet stretching endlessly.

In Ling Xiao’s eyes, there was only Jiumo Zhiyan, mounted on the Black Crow Beast, his face somewhat rigid.

By now, Jiumo Zhiyan was like a frightened bird.

Having prepared himself for a grand act of ambition, he ultimately fell into Ling Xiao’s hands, and Ling Xiao was even younger than him.

Such a blow made it difficult for Jiumo Zhiyan to recover.

Now, all he could do was flee.

Flee desperately!

Because stopping might mean a gruesome death.

He didn’t want to die. At only seventeen, he had a dazzling future ahead. Dying now would mean losing everything.

"Luckily, my inner strength is denser than that of most martial artists, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to keep up."

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, cast aside distracting thoughts, and continued the pursuit. He did not know what Jiumo Zhiyan was thinking at the moment—all he knew was that if he couldn’t return with Jiumo Zhiyan’s head, those more than two hundred thousand soldiers and civilians would probably starve to death.

After what felt like an eternity, Ling Xiao noticed the desert gradually turning into a verdant grassland.

They must have penetrated deep into the Black Crow Empire.

The border between the Black Crow Empire and the Phoenix God Empire was arid desert, sparse in vegetation.

One had to venture over sixty miles into the territory of the two nations to possibly see grasslands or forests.

"No wonder my inner strength depleted so much, I didn’t realize I had chased him into the Black Crow Empire."

Ling Xiao took a brief moment to rest, stuffed a handful of Revival Spirit Pills into his mouth, and chewed them like roasted beans.

Then he continued the pursuit.

Suddenly, a tragic scream echoed.

It was the scream of the Black Crow Beast.

The Black Crow Beast under Jiumo Zhiyan actually collapsed, foam frothing from its mouth, unable to move forward.

The Black Crow Beasts of the other Imperial Guards were also gasping heavily, evidently unable to move while sprawled on the ground.

Ling Xiao had actually run the Black Crow Beasts to death with his stamina and inner strength, reminding him of his own nearly insane past training.

Now, the advantage of his robust physique was fully revealed; even the Black Crow Beasts could not match his endurance.

"You take the young prince and go first!"

The Imperial Guards realized this was untenable. Since the Black Crow Beasts could not advance, they could only stay behind to buy time.

Unaware of the strength of their pursuer, they left nearly twenty men behind.

The remaining Imperial Guards continued to protect Jiumo Zhiyan as they fled.

Ling Xiao attempted to use the Shadow Step to bypass them, but he failed.

Among these individuals, three had cultivation levels at the Eight Desolations Heavenly Stage, and they could sense his movements even though they couldn’t see him, still managing to block him.

"It seems I have no choice but to take action!"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and withdrew the Furious Divine Lotus from his Storage Ring, tossing it out.

The Furious Divine Lotus required a long time to accumulate power before it could be used again, needing more than a day.

The one in Ling Xiao’s hands, however, was clearly ready.

As soon as the Furious Divine Lotus was released, twelve people fell instantly, leaving only eight still standing.

After all, the potency of the Furious Divine Lotus was limited; it wasn’t lethal against martial artists above the Six Arts Heavenly Realm.

"Make way, and I might spare you!"

Ling Xiao deactivated his Shadow Step and Shadow Armor.

Since he couldn’t bypass them, continuing to use the Shadow Step and Shadow Armor would consume too much physical strength and inner strength.

As he spoke, he drew the Golden Crow Sword, facing the blockers with full force—he couldn’t afford to treat this like an everyday duel on the Martial Arts Platform.

Back then, it was one-on-one, but now it was one against eight, and his opponents had higher cultivation levels.

"Is it really him?"

The few Imperial Guards recognized Ling Xiao immediately, the nightmare figure in their hearts who had slaughtered hundreds of thousands from the Black Crow Army.

"Boss, what should we do?"

It was evident that the guards were somewhat intimidated by Ling Xiao.

"What else can we do? This guy is cunning. If he catches up to the young prince, he might really manage to slay him. So we have no choice but to fight."

The leader said, gathering his courage.

After all, with a stronger cultivation level in the later stages of the Eight Desolations Heaven, he wasn’t so intimidated by Ling Xiao that he couldn’t even speak.

"My target isn’t you, so it’s best if you stand aside, or else you’ll never return alive."

Ling Xiao wasn’t afraid of these Imperial Guards, but he didn’t want to get entangled here for long. If he could get them to step aside voluntarily, it would save a lot of time.

"Hahaha, big talk!"

One of the guards, with a cultivation level in the early stage of the Eight Desolations Heaven, couldn’t help but laugh out loud: "Lad, we might not match your schemes, but when it comes to fighting, you’re no match for us!"

"He Meng, don’t act rashly; you alone might not be his match. Since we’re going to deal with him, let’s do it together. You saw the power of that hidden weapon just now—be careful."

"Boss, don’t you think you’re overestimating this kid? Him, fighting us?"

He Meng, clearly an impulsive fellow, didn’t wait for his leader’s command and already swung his twin iron hammers towards Ling Xiao.

Each hammer, weighing over a thousand pounds and genuine Immortal-grade Treasures, could easily crush a ferocious beast to death, let alone a human.

It was likely that if a blow landed, not even residual bones would remain.

"Ling Xiao, you cur, pay with your life for our million Black Crow soldiers, die!"

Even while swinging two immensely heavy iron hammers, He Meng still moved with surprising agility.

He leaped high, his eyes bulging like large bells, and then he fiercely smashed down towards Ling Xiao.

As the hammers fell, they brought a tremendous momentum, causing a series of explosive sounds in the air, like thunderclaps.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly.

Though impulsive, He Meng’s strength was formidable. His cultivation level might not be as high as that of Wan Qiu Feng or Jia Yun, but the murderous aura honed on the battlefield was so overwhelming that Ling Xiao couldn’t move or dodge.

He had no choice but to counter the strike head-on!