Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 122 Complete Martial Soul_1

Chapter 122: Chapter 122 Complete Martial Soul_1

Tianfeng City Ling Family.

The blood had already gathered into a Blood River.

The glaring sunlight shone on the crimson river, casting a dizzying brilliance.

Five hundred warriors who had sworn to defend the Ling Family to the death, now only a bit more than a hundred remained.

Of course, the enemies had paid an even heavier price.

The battle continued, with no one knowing how long this tragic fight would last.

Perhaps it would end when the last person of the Ling Family died.

Without strength, in this world dominated by martial force, you simply couldn’t ensure your survival from one morning to the next.

Human life is so fragile, so easily extinguished.

It’s like the leaves fluttering in the wind, effortlessly torn apart with just one pull.

"Huff—!"

Ling Xiao let out a breath.

He couldn’t find his grandfather Hong Qi or Ling Luo anywhere.

Perhaps they were dead?

Or maybe they were hiding?

He did not know.

But not seeing their bodies always left some room for hope rather than complete despair.

If one observed closely, they would realize that all the family members of those who had pledged allegiance to Second Master Ling had vanished.

Second Master Ling really had the foresight and wisdom that didn’t match his abilities; if he had been the clan leader of the Ling Family, perhaps there wouldn’t have been such a tragedy as Ling Xiaotian.

After Ling Xiaotian had refused Fei Yun’s offer to surrender, Second Master Ling Wuheng sensed trouble and hid all those in his courtyard, who had basically no fighting ability, into an underground chamber as quickly as he could.

At least for now, those people were still alive, not needlessly sacrificing their lives.

Fight!

Fight until the last drop of blood is drained!

Ling Xiao was not planning on holding back anymore, because he knew if he did not give it his all today, he would definitely be the next one to die.

"Senior Yi Xue, get out of the way!"

Amid a booming shout,

Ling Xiao made a startling move.

He gave up running away and decided to use his body to attract the attacks of the four Martial Masters.

He couldn’t bear to see Ling Yixue killed.

Nor could he bear to see these four Martial Masters free up their hands to afflict other members of the Ling Family.

Of course, he was not seeking death.

He dared to do so because he had confidence in his ability to save his own life.

"Just with you, what can you do?"

Shi Long looked at Ling Xiao with disdain, but his attacks suddenly stopped.

Li Yunsheng and the other two Martial Masters also ceased their attacks.

These people were not fools; they knew that Ling Xiao was full of schemes. Fei Mu’s death had truly shocked everyone.

They certainly didn’t want to become the second Fei Mu.

Ling Xiao didn’t speak, just looked indifferently at Shi Long and the others.

In his eyes, there was no hatred, no fear, only coldness.

As if devoid of any emotions.

He really wanted to see through these people’s bodies, to see if their hearts were black, how they could be so ruthlessly callous.

Same as the Human Race, yet willingly serving invaders, massacring their own kind.

"This kid is wicked!"

Even Shi Long, a Martial Master of his caliber, felt a chill in his heart under Ling Xiao’s icy gaze.

Those eyes were not just cold, but also profound, as if they contained a vast, boundless world, completely impenetrable to what the owner of the eyes was really thinking.

"What’s the matter, the proud Clan Leader of the Shi Family, intimidated by me, a mere early Sixth Level Martial Vein martial artist?"

Ling Xiao’s eyes filled with thick disdain and contempt.

"Brat, since you’re courting death yourself, as City Lord, I shall grant your wish! You three, kill that woman!"

Shi Long was furious. He, a Martial Master of the Martial Vein Seventh Layer, was actually being looked down upon by a junior whose milk teeth had yet to fall out. This was an utter humiliation.

He had already experienced Ling Xiao’s "Terrifying Finger" just now and believed it must be Ling Xiao’s most powerful move.

As long as he was more careful next, he was certain there would be no trouble.

With a cold sneer on his face, even though he acknowledged Ling Xiao was highly talented, and slippery at that, the incident that happened to Fei Mu was just an accident. He absolutely did not believe such a thing could happen a second time.

Powerful True Essence surged out from Shi Long’s body, so potent it was suffocating.

A Martial Master was indeed a Martial Master; truly different from Martial Artists below the Sixth Layer of Martial Veins.

He had no need for weapons, nor did he deign to use them.

With a palm strike, its power was in no way inferior to that of any weapon.

This terrifying True Essence actually condensed into a huge, tangible palm imprint, which then viciously smashed down towards Ling Xiao’s head.

There was no fanciness in this palm; only its terrifying power.

As they say, pure strength can suppress all tricks.

Once the power reached a certain level, tricks were really hard to compensate for.

"Shatter!"

Ling Xiao himself didn’t move.

But behind him bloomed a cherry blossom tree, its petals danced in the air, scattering like meteors.

Then, they gathered together, forming a giant sword composed of cherry blossoms, which pierced straight towards Shi Long’s massive palm imprint.

And this giant sword, as if it knew exactly where the palm’s weakest point was, struck it unerringly, right at its flaw.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound echoed, and the palm imprint shattered upon impact.

Shi Long’s huge palm trembled, a layer of skin pricked at the fingertips, and a drop of blood fell to the ground.

"Ninja Spirit? No! This is a Martial Soul! And it is a complete Martial Soul!"

Shi Long was shocked. He clearly remembered that the cherry blossom Ninja Spirit belonged to Fei Mu, but how had it become Ling Xiao’s Martial Soul?

And this was not the Broken Martial Soul of Li Xinghui; it was a truly complete Martial Soul.

Not only was he shocked.

On the other side, Fei Yun, who was fighting Ling Xiaotian, saw Ling Xiao using Fei Mu’s Ninja Spirit and got distracted, allowing Ling Xiaotian to seize the opportunity and injure him with a palm strike.

If Li Yunsheng hadn’t rushed to save him, Fei Yun might also have fallen here today.

"Thief, how do you have Fei Mu’s Ninja Spirit? Tell me, or I’ll kill you!"

Fei Yun spat blood from his injury.

But this was nothing compared to the rage in his heart making him even more uncomfortable.

"What a joke, whether I tell you or not, you’re going to kill me anyway."

Ling Xiao looked at Fei Yun with disdain. He had used Fei Mu’s Ninja Spirit today without the intention of leaving alive.

Even if he had to die in battle, he was determined to take one or two down with him.

Since he advanced to the Sixth Layer of Martial Veins, the Mountain and River Martial Soul had acquired a special ability—Devouring Zhan Hun.

The so-called Zhan Hun referred to Martial Souls, Ninja Spirits, and other battle-ready souls and intents.

Ling Xiao’s initial plan was to seize Li Xinghui’s Broken Martial Soul, but unexpectedly, the first he devoured turned out to be Fei Mu’s Ninja Spirit.

Of course, once used by him, the Ninja Spirit became a Martial Soul.

A truly combat-capable Martial Soul.

The Mountain and River Martial Soul embraces everything.

Ling Xiao seemed to be gradually understanding the meaning within.

"Shi Long, you join forces with Li Yunsheng to deal with Old Ling. I’ll take on Ling Xiao!"

Fei Yun couldn’t tolerate the fact that Ling Xiao had taken Fei Mu’s Ninja Spirit. He was determined to kill Ling Xiao and use his head to pay respects to the deceased Fei Mu.

"Yes, Emissary!"

Honestly, Shi Long was also uneasy facing Ling Xiao now.

This youth was not strong but had too many unpredictable methods; it was simply impossible to guard against them all. Although he wasn’t afraid of being killed by his opponent, if he were to lose face by letting his opponent get the upper hand again, his dignity as City Lord would be utterly lost.

"I do not care how you obtained Fei Mu’s Ninja Spirit, but today you must die!"