This was trouble!
Wang She’s protective scale armor was shattered by Ling Xiao, and he was wounded, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
“Not bad, a Mortal Realm Eighth Layer warrior. Even at early stage, you’re not easy to deal with,” Ling Xiao said, nodding with a hint of regret on his face.
If he could avoid using the Malevolent Beast Soul Spear, Ling Xiao preferred not to.
The spear, formed through the Ten Thousand Beasts Blood Refining Array, was a supremely sinister and evil weapon. It wasn’t easy to conjure, so he was reluctant to use it.
But Wang She’s defensive power exceeded his expectations.
The toughness of those scales was terrifying.
To kill Wang She in one strike, it seemed the Malevolent Beast Soul Spear’s surprise attack was necessary—other moves likely wouldn’t cut it.
Moreover, he couldn’t afford to waste time. He was sure someone had already reported this to the Beast King Palace.
Soon, disciples from the nearby Beast King Palace would arrive.
If even one core disciple showed up, he’d be in danger.
If a Heaven-Human Realm elder came, it’d be even worse.
So, he had to end this quickly and escape!
“Brat, your strength is beyond my expectations. I didn’t plan to use my top-grade Gold Rank martial skill on trash like you, but today, it seems I have no choice,” Wang She said.
Though he acted unfazed, the two consecutive attacks had nearly scared him witless.
His resentment and hatred for Ling Xiao had reached a boiling point, so he was willing to use a top-grade Gold Rank martial skill he hadn’t fully mastered.
He believed a mere Yuehua Sect outer disciple like Ling Xiao couldn’t have learned such advanced techniques.
Ling Xiao just looked at Wang She calmly, already preparing the Malevolent Beast Soul Spear within.
The spear, formed by the Malevolent Beast Demon King, wasn’t easy to control—like a mischievous pet, it required some effort to direct its attack.
“Top-grade Gold Rank martial skill?” Ling Xiao was slightly stunned.
To him now, such techniques were trash.
Yet Wang She treated it like a treasure.
But on second thought, Wang She’s reaction seemed normal.
At Yuehua Sect, only core disciples could learn top-grade Gold Rank martial skills, and even then, they were hard to come by.
Other disciples were lucky to train in rare-grade Gold Rank skills.
Wang She, a bottom-tier core disciple of the Beast King Palace, must have struggled to acquire a top-grade Gold Rank skill.
To him, it was indeed a treasure.
“Die, Yuehua Sect outer disciple! No matter how talented you are, without being a core disciple, you can’t learn such powerful skills!” Wang She sneered, the true essence swirling around his three-meter snake spear growing denser.
The giant python shadow behind him shrank, condensing into a green orb that fused into his attack.
“Hiss~~”
The spear trembled, transforming into a living python, its dense true essence making onlookers tremble.
“Is Hero Ling okay?”
“Hero Ling has to win!”
“Damn it, if Wang She didn’t have that top-grade Gold Rank skill, he’d already be dead!”
The crowd included some sharp-eyed spectators.
Some, though lacking cultivation talent, were well-versed in martial techniques.
Others, passing experts, watched the battle with interest, commenting for the crowd.
“Wang She’s move is a special martial soul technique, infused with his martial soul’s essence. It’s a specialty of the Beast King Palace—they excel at this,” one said.
“Right, isn’t this the ‘Heavenly Snake Life-Seizing Spear’?”
“Exactly!”
As the crowd buzzed, Wang She unleashed his attack. The roaring python sprouted thin cicada wings, moving faster than Ling Xiao’s “Snow Flight.”
Above, Yue Nü watched the python nervously, ready to intervene if Ling Xiao was in danger.
But she held back.
Unless it was the last moment, she couldn’t interfere with his fight.
She knew this boy’s temperament—meddling would only anger him.
“Well done!” Ling Xiao said, a confident smile on his face.
“A top-grade Gold Rank skill? A core disciple of the mighty Beast King Palace, and this is the extent of your vision.”
Within him, the Malevolent Beast Soul Spear was fully under control. Black wisps of energy swirled around him, as if countless wailing souls were trapped within.
“Now, I’ll set you free!”
A black spear emerged from the space behind him, its eerie glow distorting the surrounding area.
“Malevolent Beast Soul Spear!”
It was a spear, but even a fool could see its terrifying power.
As Ling Xiao let out a low shout, strange runes glowed on the black spear.
Weird, yet mysterious!
“What skill is that?”
“What’s the Malevolent Beast Soul Spear?”
“Never heard of it!”
“How can it be so terrifying? Is it a top-tier Gold Rank skill?”
“No way! Ling Xiao’s just a Yuehua Sect outer disciple—how could he learn a top-tier Gold Rank skill?”
“That’s bizarre!”
The jaws of passing experts nearly hit the ground.
They thought Wang She’s top-grade Gold Rank skill would suppress Ling Xiao.
But Ling Xiao unleashed an even more terrifying technique.
“This kid doesn’t need my worrying. He’s even tamed the Malevolent Beast Demon King’s spear. What is his martial soul, really?” Yue Nü muttered above, giving a wry smile.
She felt she was overthinking things.
Ling Xiao didn’t need to be babied—he was a seasoned warrior who’d faced countless life-or-death battles.
Inside the Iron Mountain Cage, the Malevolent Beast Soul Spear showed no signs of malfunction.
Of course—Ling Xiao had spent considerable time preparing to wield it.
Though his version was less than a hundredth of the Malevolent Beast Demon King’s power, it was more than enough to deal with Wang She.
Black rays danced in the sky.
Ling Xiao pushed both hands forward, and the black spear made the entire sky menacing.
Wherever it passed, plants withered instantly, corpses were drained of blood, turning into husks.
The ground cracked, as if exuding the breath of death.
