Boom!
The sphere, brimming with condensed spiritual energy, suddenly broke free from the vortex and hurtled towards Ling Xiao at tremendous speed.
“Tch, it seems fighting in human form alone isn’t quite enough!”
Ling Xiao could sense the terrifying power of the sphere; he wasn’t about to gamble with his life.
In an instant, he transformed into his human-dragon form.
Unlike before, his armour now gleamed black-gold, and his golden pupils had turned black-gold as well.
Black-gold flames burned around him, making him look like a villain from some tale.
“Dragon’s Roar!”
In his human-dragon form, Ling Xiao opened his mouth and unleashed a blast of dragon breath, a roaring black light as thick as a bucket, which surged towards the sphere.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of explosions rang out as the massive sphere, the size of a room, was completely shattered by the Dragon’s Roar.
“What’s going on with you?”
“Ming Tian” froze, clearly never having seen Ling Xiao’s human-dragon form and utterly clueless about this version of him.
“Aren’t you supposed to be so great? Capture me alive, and maybe you’ll find out!”
Whoosh!
After the Dragon’s Roar broke through the opponent’s attack, Ling Xiao didn’t stop. With a flick of his Ice Dragon Sword, he pierced “Ming Tian’s” protective true essence, aiming straight for his throat.
“Ming Tian” was shaken to his core.
“You dare harm me, brat!”
“Ming Tian” was furious.
The massive vortex spun even more violently, now sucking in not just the surrounding spiritual energy but also the dirt, bricks, and debris from the ground.
It formed an even larger sphere, which hurtled towards Ling Xiao.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
The massive sphere was wrapped in eerie blood-red flames, like a crimson sun colliding fiercely with Ling Xiao’s Ice Dragon Sword.
Boom!
After a tremendous explosion, Ling Xiao was sent flying, crashing heavily into the ground and sinking into the rubble.
On the other side, “Ming Tian” didn’t fare much better, staggering back four or five steps, his body marked with bloody gashes.
But as the blood-red flames burned, those wounds healed rapidly.
“Pah! This monster’s as tough as expected. Looks like I’ll need to boost my strength further!”
Ling Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva, then rose from the rubble. Behind him, a pitch-black shadow emerged.
At last!
He had finally summoned his martial soul—the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul.
The moment the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul appeared, the demon fox “Ming Tian” stumbled back several steps.
It was actually intimidated by this power.
In appearance, the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul was nearly indistinguishable from the Black Dragon Martial Soul.
This was mainly because Ling Xiao hadn’t fully inherited the Primordial Hell Dragon’s legacy.
But this worked in his favour, keeping his secret safe, as others still thought his martial soul was the Black Dragon Martial Soul.
The onlookers were now in a state of shock.
This battle between the two completely upended their understanding.
Was this really a fight between Transcendent Realm martial artists?
Wasn’t this more like a clash between Celestial Realm experts?
How could it be so powerful?
“Ming Tian seems to have entered a beast transformation state, but what’s going on with Ling Xiao? Just how many secrets is this guy hiding?”
Demon Flame Heavenly Venerate gritted his teeth, hating himself for not killing Ling Xiao outright back then, leaving such a menace alive.
He also regretted choosing Ming Tian over Ling Xiao.
If it had been Ling Xiao, things wouldn’t have turned out like this.
How infuriating!
“This kid’s hidden his strength too well. When he said defeating Yue Ren and Feifei barely cost him any energy, I thought he was bluffing. Turns out it was true,” Chang Yueli said, utterly shocked.
“Demon Flame, are you sure about this? I don’t see any sign of Ling Xiao being defeated,” Chang Yueying couldn’t help but ask.
“Senior Sister, don’t worry. The earlier attacks were just probing. ‘Ming Tian’s’ true power isn’t limited to that,” Demon Flame Heavenly Venerate replied.
Though shocked by Ling Xiao’s strength, he still had full confidence in “Ming Tian.”
On the battlefield, the fight between Ling Xiao and “Ming Tian” showed no signs of de-escalation.
It was a fight to the death!
Both knew clearly that holding back meant certain death.
“Ming Tian” wanted to kill Ling Xiao to seize his martial soul inheritance and treasures.
Ling Xiao wanted to kill “Ming Tian” because this creature was now nothing but a monster.
If this thing didn’t die, it would cause endless trouble.
One was a nine-tailed demon fox at thirty percent of a Half-Step Heavenly Venerate’s power!
The other was a young martial artist wielding the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul and the Mountain River Martial Soul!
A clash of titans, where one would surely fall.
Who would live, and who would die? Perhaps the next move would decide it.
“Feather World: Blood Pool Hell!”
“Ming Tian” unleashed his full killing intent. As Demon Flame Heavenly Venerate had said, the earlier attacks were mere probes.
Now, having forced out Ling Xiao’s martial soul, “Ming Tian” didn’t dare probe further. He was ready to use his real skills to kill Ling Xiao and end this fight.
At this moment, “Ming Tian” had transformed ninety percent into a demon fox, though his size remained human, only his appearance altered.
In the Feather Space, blood-red flames began burning from the ground, gathering around “Ming Tian.”
Then, the fiery red flames formed a massive wave, crashing towards Ling Xiao. As it attacked, the ground’s stones began to melt, and the rubble turned into blood-red magma.
Mixed with blood, it was not only eerie but also incredibly dangerous.
“Die, brat!”
From the surging wave, a massive fire fox shadow faintly appeared, as if opening its gaping maw to swallow Ling Xiao whole.
But in that moment, Ling Xiao sheathed his Ice Dragon Sword.
The shadow of the Primordial Hell Dragon behind him began to roar.
Black energy surged into Ling Xiao’s hands.
“Nine Veins Qi Sword: Hell Dragon Sword!”
With a furious shout, Ling Xiao wielded both hands like an ice dragon. A massive qi sword, infused with the power of the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul, thrust forward.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In a series of collisions, the black flames gradually gained the upper hand, forcing the fiery red flames to retreat.
“This is impossible!”
Demon Flame Heavenly Venerate leapt to his feet. “The demon fox’s fire is second only to the Twelve Sacred Flames. What flame could be stronger than that?”
“It must be your Death Dark Flame. It’s all Hei Suo’s fault, that idiot, letting Ling Xiao absorb the Death Dark Flame, leading to this mess!” Elder Jin said, somewhat resentfully.
Demon Flame Heavenly Venerate’s face darkened. Though Elder Jin’s words were harsh, they were true.
He had given the Death Dark Flame to Hei Suo to make him stronger, but who knew it would end up benefiting Ling Xiao?
