Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 862 Reversing Heaven and Earth

Chapter 862: Chapter 862 Reversing Heaven and Earth

"Go," Ling Xiao commanded, "power of the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm, protect the last dignity of the Sacred Dynasty!"

The twin swords were unleashed, and the remnants of the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm’s power were thrown out in an instant.

At the same time, Ling Xiao branded his soul imprint onto the surviving Holy Dynasty Martial Artists.

Whether they were enemies or friends in the past, now they were comrades-in-arms.

As long as they possessed his soul imprint, they would not be attacked by the power of the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm; this was why he dared to unleash the attack recklessly.

Boom!

A great roar, surpassing that of thunder, exploded, fracturing the earth and stirring the winds and clouds in the sky while various illusions continuously emerged.

Screams ensued one after another.

The Sea Race, who had been in the midst of their advantage, now perished one by one in this frenzied attack.

The Yin-Yang Demon Lord and the Lightning Demon Lord, Si Kong Zun, were both severely injured.

In their haste, although they had managed to muster their defenses, they were still unable to completely fend off the damage. Taking some of their remaining forces, they beat a chaotic retreat.

"Damn kid, just you wait for us!"

The retreating soldiers’ angry roars echoed from afar.

"Yin-Yang Demon Lord! Lightning Demon Lord! Listen well; the Plague Demon Lord and the Evil Beast Demon King were both killed by yours truly. You’d best clean your necks and wait, for I will surely come for your heads."

Ling Xiao didn’t dare to pursue.

Even a Yin-Yang Realm expert who was severely injured could easily kill him.

They were not running away because of him, but because the Grand Holy Emperor was still here, and if the fight continued, probably not one of them would escape.

A plan that had been brewing for tens of thousands of years had come to naught overnight, and the key person who had thwarted their scheme was not some influential figure, but merely an insignificant Heavenly Pulse Warrior.

This could practically infuriate the Yin-Yang Demon Lord and the Lightning Demon Lord to death.

They had been so close to success.

Just a little bit more, just a tiny bit more!

And now it had all turned into a fruitless effort, all their previous achievements squandered.

The roaring had ceased, and the enemy was long gone without a trace.

The remaining Holy Dynasty Martial Artists sat on the ground gasping for air, their faces filled with sorrow.

Though the battle had ended, far too many had died.

Millions from Holy City had perished or been wounded in just a few shichen, leaving only these few hundred.

"Why didn’t you act sooner, why!"

Suddenly, from within the crowd, a Martial Artist lashed out at Ling Xiao in anger.

"Slap!"

At the same time he yelled, he was slapped by someone: "People should learn gratitude instead of complaining. The Chosen Son of Heaven had his reasons for not taking action, yet he still did, and that’s enough. Otherwise, all of us would be dead!"

Ling Xiao looked on calmly at the scene, staying silent.

Truth be told, he too wished he could have acted sooner, but he simply hadn’t noticed in the beginning, or so many wouldn’t have had to die.

Especially the civilian casualties, which were far too many.

"I’m sorry, I was just too worked up."

Martial artists resenting Ling Xiao need not to be too harshly criticized, for everyone is emotional. Tens of millions of people, alive just yesterday, sitting together, talking and laughing, today are separated by life and death, inevitably causing emotional agitation.

"Enough," said the Grand Holy Emperor, "You must decide quickly now, for after those people escape back, although they might need some time to recover, the Green-eyed Clan’s attacks on the Sacred Dynasty will not stop. If my prediction is correct, the border must already be ablaze with war."

Ling Xiao was not a man of narrow-mindedness. He was vengeful by nature, but he was open-minded about some things.

Just as he had predicted, Baiyun Province on the border was indeed engulfed in war. Fortunately, both the Moon Hua Sect and the Divine Sword Sect had not suffered any losses, and with the return of Wu Xiang and the Moon Lady to their respective sects, they had managed to push back the Sea Race there once again.

In the entire Sacred Dynasty, the safest places were now only the Northern Han Kingdom and Heavenly Principle Country, with most other places already fallen.

The Northern Han Kingdom, needless to say, had the Moon Hua Sect and Divine Sword Sect, and with the Moon Lady presiding, no enemy was feared.

Heavenly Principle Country was not a vassal state of the Sacred Dynasty; it was a country newly established by the people of Tian Li Meng.

When Ling Xiao was still in Tianfeng City, he had heard of Tian Li Meng, but had not seen it.

Taking advantage of the chaos, they rose up and founded Heavenly Principle Country, with the banner of "Eradicating the decaying and degenerate Sacred Dynasty, defending the great lands of humanity."

Tian Li Meng was initially developed with the support of the Ninja Clan and the Green-eyed Clan, so it seemed they had no intention of making enemies with the Outer Clans, instead considering the Sacred Dynasty as their main adversary.

"Everyone, retreat to the Northern Han Kingdom!"

What Ling Xiao knew, the Grand Holy Emperor obviously knew as well.

At the same time, the occurrences in Holy City were actually happening in various places across the Sacred Dynasty, albeit to varying degrees.

After all, the Yin-Yang Realm experts of the other side were only the Yin-Yang Demon King and the Lightning Demon King, and the high-level experts of the Cave Heaven Realm had all come to Holy City – this time, three had been killed directly by Ling Xiao with the Nine Tripod Illusionary Realm, leaving only four.

Thus, the strongest martial artists in other places were actually Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, but the Heavenly Man Realm also had tenfold levels, and the difference in strength amongst them was still quite significant.

This time’s Martial Arts festival attracted almost all of the experts to Holy City, resulting in vulnerability elsewhere, with only the Northern Han Kingdom spared because Wu Xiang had returned earlier.

The situation with the experts from Heavenly Principle Country not coming to Holy City was unclear – whether they were humanity’s hope or the Sea Race’s lackeys would be understood only with time.

Therefore, the Northern Han Kingdom was the best place to retreat for the Sacred Dynasty.

Regardless, the Northern Han Kingdom was also a vassal state of the Sacred Dynasty, not as dangerous as Heavenly Principle Country.

After the discussions were over, the individuals from the Sacred Dynasty Royal Family followed the Grand Holy Emperor to the Northern Han Kingdom, while people from other sects returned to their respective sects.

At this moment, they were unaware of the conditions of their own sects.

So, it was definite that they wanted to return.

"Senior, please wait!"

After everyone else had left, Ling Xiao caught up with the people from Spiritual Medicine Manor.

It was pitiful that the Spiritual Medicine Manor had come with hundreds of people, but now, only a few dozen were returning.

The Villa Master of Spiritual Medicine Manor owed a debt to Ling Xiao, and Dai Yaoling was the sister of Dai Yuling; Ling Xiao felt it was his responsibility to escort them partway, offering what little help he could.

Even though his cultivation level had dropped to that of a Heavenly Pulse Warrior, his combat strength had hardly decreased after mastering the practical use of the Mountain and River Martial Soul.

With his current cultivation, he could absolutely defeat a martial artist who had just entered the Heavenly Man Realm.

"Brother Ling Xiao,"

Dai Yaoling now looked up to Ling Xiao as if he were a deity, her eyes full of adoration.

"Senior, please allow me to escort you to the Spiritual Medicine Manor. The journey is likely to be unsafe."

Ling Xiao smiled at Dai Yaoling and then made a respectful gesture toward the Villa Master of Spiritual Medicine Manor.

"You’ve troubled yourself."

Villa Master Dai Lingrong said with a wry smile, her injuries severe. She might not last until they reached Spiritual Medicine Manor, but with Ling Xiao there, it was better than being alone.