Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 860 Bloodstains on the Ground

Chapter 860: Chapter 860 Bloodstains on the Ground

Not just Si Kong Zun.

Most of the high-ranking members of the Heavenly King Sect struck simultaneously, betraying the leaders of nearby sects.

Even the spies who had long been lurking within various sects turned against them at this moment.

In an instant, screams echoed one after another.

Those who fell to the ground were all influential figures.

Chaos ensued!

Utter chaos!

The turmoil from within was more terrifying than the attacks from outside.

In an instant, everyone felt threatened, and the united front that had been formed collapsed completely.

"Si Kong Zun, you bastard, do you know what you’re doing?"

The Sacred Emperor, on the brink of death, was still a powerhouse of the Yin-Yang Realm and would not die so easily. He could never have imagined that his most trusted confidant, his dearest friend, would turn out to be a pawn of the Sea Race.

"Of course I know what I’m doing."

Si Kong Zun’s icy voice resonated through the void, and then his body began to change rapidly, surrounded by flashing lightning, looking every bit a Demon God.

"I am the Lightning Demon King from under the True Demon Emperor of old! Do you think it’s about time I killed you or not? It’s your own naivety to blame; for so many years, you didn’t realize that the Heavenly King Sect was merely a chess piece that our Sea Race placed within your Sacred Dynasty. The former Heavenly King Sect has long been hollowed out by us."

As he spoke, Si Kong Zun raised his hands, and countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky. Those Holy Dynasty Martial Artists who had not been killed by the traitors were struck by the lightning, their bodies charred like burnt cinders.

The remaining Martial Artists were continuously slaughtered by the experts brought by the Yin-Yang Demon King.

The once flourishing Holy City had now become a Mortal Purgatory.

"All within the Holy City, slaughter them all, I want these insignificant humans to know that we, the Sea Race, are back, and the entire Heavenly Dragon Continent will be ours! Hahaha, hahahaha!"

The Yin-Yang Demon King laughed wildly; this plan had been in the works for so long.

Regrettably, the Plague Demon King and the Evil Beast Demon King had both been killed by someone unexpectedly. Otherwise, today’s plan would have gone even more smoothly.

Outside there was frenzied slaughter.

Meanwhile, inside the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm, Ling Xiao was still diligently cultivating the Cauldron of Light’s Martial Arts. The mysteries of light and shadow were too profound to fully comprehend in a short time, but the cultivation of the Light and Shadow Sword Art was much easier.

After two shichen had passed, Ling Xiao’s Light and Shadow Sword Art had reached the Great Success Realm of the Fourth Layer.

However, as he progressed, it seemed to slow down. By his estimation, after nine shichen, he should be able to cultivate the Light and Shadow Sword Art to the Sixth Layer of Perfection.

As for the Seventh Layer of the Transcendental Realm, that was not something he could grasp overnight.

But cultivating to the Perfect Realm was sufficient for now.

At this moment, his cultivation level had also made a breakthrough, becoming a Heavenly Pulse Warrior, although only at an early stage.

But any improvement was a hopeful sign of regaining his former cultivation level.

He was not in a hurry.

Three more shichen passed, and around Ling Xiao’s body a blinding Light Shield appeared.

Encased in the Light Shield, as if wrapped in the Red Sun, terrifying flames burned incessantly.

"The first step of the Mysteries of Light is finally cultivated successfully!"

Seeing the Light Shield, Ling Xiao let out a deep breath.

This Light Shield, called the "Crimson Sun Feather Robe," not only provided him with a powerful defense, far surpassing his former Dragon Scale armor, but it could also completely incinerate any object or energy that got too close to Ling Xiao.

And the successful cultivation of the Crimson Sun Feather Robe also meant that the first step of the Cauldron of Light was complete, with fourteen steps remaining!

Additionally, the Light and Shadow Sword Art had been cultivated to the Sixth Layer of Perfection, much faster than he had anticipated.

Hum!

Hum!

After two peculiar sounds, Ling Xiao’s hands were now holding two strange longswords.

One was pure black, and the other pure white.

The black one was the Taiyin Sword, and the white one was the Taiyang Sword.

These were swords of pure energy, formed entirely from the forces of light and shadow.

"Let’s test their power first!"

With that thought, Ling Xiao thrust at a large rock in the distance with his sword.

The sword qi from the Taiyang Sword struck the giant rock, instantly melting it in an exceedingly eerie scene.

The sword qi from the Taiyin Sword hit another large rock, which seemed to undergo no change at all. However, as a gentle breeze caressed it, the rock instantly turned into a heap of powder.

And these were merely energy swords.

If they were condensed using an Immortal-grade Treasure as the base, their power would only be greater.

"My cultivation level has also recovered to that of a growing Heavenly Pulse Warrior. It looks like there should be no problems now!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly. During this period, he had not deliberately sought to improve his cultivation level, nor had he used any Spiritual Elixirs. He had merely cultivated the Mysteries of Light and had already made such quick progress.

This meant that recovering his cultivation level was much faster than others’ cultivation.

Additionally, Ling Xiao had discovered a secret.

The King of People had said that the Cauldron of Light contained the Legacy of Light inside.

However, Ling Xiao had comprehended two Mystic Arts from it—the Mystery of the Light and the Mystery of the Shadow.

He was now mainly cultivating the Mysteries of Light, yet the Mystery of the Shadow had also been improving simultaneously.

After completing the first step of cultivating the Mysteries of Light, he received the Crimson Sun Feather Robe.

Upon completing the first step of cultivating the Mystery of the Shadow, he obtained the Shadow Armor.

The Shadow Armor had no offensive or defensive effects, but it could make Ling Xiao’s figure hidden.

This was somewhat similar to the Shadow Martial Spirit he owned before, but the Shadow Martial Spirit could only be used by himself, whereas the Shadow Armor could envelop others as well, although only after his cultivation level had increased.

At Ling Xiao’s current level, he could at most bring one more person with him.

"There are four more shichen left. I’ll cultivate for a while longer and strive to cultivate the Light and Shadow Sword Art to the Seventh Layer of the Transcendental Realm to see what effect that would produce."

Calculating the time, Ling Xiao once again closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.

But this time, he could no longer settle his mind.

He felt as if something had happened.

He checked on Little Butterfly, who was sound asleep inside his Beast Ring, and there were no abnormalities.

Could something have happened outside?

With this thought, Ling Xiao activated his Eye of the World. Suddenly, everything outside the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm was projected into the Mountain and River World as if images were being cast there.

Impossible!

Ling Xiao was stunned the moment he saw the projection.

Although he did not like the Sacred Dynasty Royal Family, and had no particular fondness for the other Sects, the bloody scene still caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

He got goosebumps all over his body.

The Holy City had become a field of ruins, with corpses and severed limbs scattered everywhere. Regardless of whether they were Martial Artists or ordinary people, most of them had met a tragic death.

Near the contest area, the battle was still ongoing.

The Holy Dynasty Martial Artists, led by the Grand Holy Emperor, had been compressed into a small group, numbering only a few hundred.

One must know, the Martial Artists who came to the Holy Dynasty this time numbered tens of thousands, and there were as many as tens of millions of civilians in the Holy City.

To be reduced to so few!

No wonder the rivers outside the Holy City were dyed red, and the land was covered in a layer of blood.