“Anyone can talk big. Catch this move first, then we’ll talk! Otherwise, you’re not even worthy of making me go all out!”
The aura of Tyrant Tiger remained extremely domineering, yet it was continuously condensing inward, as if preparing some terrifying technique.
Then, Tyrant Tiger made a pouncing motion, perfectly complementing the shadow of the black tiger behind him.
This action appeared very slow, devoid of any momentum.
However, in an instant, as he lunged forward, his aura completely transformed.
This strike was like a tiger bursting from the mountains, a volcano erupting, a thunderbolt from the heavens, or a raging tempest!
That sensation, as if it could destroy everything, almost made one believe the apocalypse had arrived, causing hearts to race and bodies to tremble.
The Fierce Tiger Unleashed, one of the Nine Tyrant Techniques!
This was Tyrant Tiger’s technique!
A martial skill forged by perfectly merging his martial soul with his true essence attributes.
Not only was its power immense, but its momentum was majestic, truly befitting the top core disciple of the Beast King Palace.
Truly formidable!
“Great technique! Watch me counter!”
Seeing Tyrant Tiger’s terrifying move, Ling Xiao not only did not retreat but instead revealed an excited expression.
At that moment, his pupils suddenly turned black-gold, and then black-gold flames ignited. Behind him appeared a coiling, dancing black divine dragon, baring its fangs and claws, as if ready to utterly destroy everything in the world!
“Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul! It’s actually the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul!”
Chen Nanxing abruptly stood up, his eyes gleaming with greed and intense desire.
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Including the members of the Moonlight Sect.
They had always thought Ling Xiao had obtained a Black Dragon Martial Soul, never imagining it was one of the nine Primordial Dragon Souls, the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul!
No wonder Ling Xiao’s strength had suddenly become so formidable!
So terrifying!
Jian Wuji also stood up excitedly. The impact Ling Xiao had on him was immense; to possess one of the nine strongest martial souls under the Mountain River Martial Soul was simply maddeningly enviable.
Hearing Chen Nanxing’s words, Ling Xiao inwardly cursed. Chen Nanxing had actually recognised his martial soul as the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul. This was trouble.
No, he had to cover it up, muddy the waters!
He was well aware that his current cultivation was not strong enough. If word spread that he had obtained the Primordial Hell Dragon Martial Soul, he would truly become a target, facing countless dangers and crises.
Boom!
The dragon’s shadow flickered, becoming more vivid. However, upon closer inspection, although the shadow behind Ling Xiao closely resembled the Primordial Hell Dragon, there were differences; it was indeed a Black Dragon.
The Black Dragon was a descendant of the Primordial Hell Dragon, and the two were very similar in appearance. However, one major difference was that the Primordial Hell Dragon’s scales were all black-gold, burning with hellfire, and it bore a distinct Dragon King mark on its forehead.
Each of the nine Primordial Dragon Kings had a Dragon King mark.
This signified their regal status.
The Primordial Hell Dragon was not the name of a clan but specifically referred to one of the nine Dragon Kings, the Dragon King of Slaughter with the Hell Dragon Soul.
The other eight Dragon Kings were the same.
Similar dragon clans had other names, such as Black Dragon, Holy Dragon, Demon Dragon, White Dragon, Ghost Dragon, and so forth.
Likewise, the Primordial Golden Dragon specifically referred to the Golden Dragon Emperor, Pan Tian.
Its descendants, though identical in appearance, lacked the Dragon King mark and could only be called Golden Dragon, Gold Dragon, Amber Dragon, and so on, never Primordial Golden Dragon.
“Phew!”
Chen Nanxing visibly relaxed. “So it’s the Primordial Black Dragon Martial Soul. I almost misjudged. Still, this kid’s luck is incredible, obtaining a Primordial Martial Soul inheritance, and a very special dragon soul inheritance at that. Though not as great as the nine Dragon King martial soul inheritances, it’s still extremely powerful.”
Wu Xiang and others were somewhat disappointed.
If Ling Xiao had truly obtained the Hell Dragon Soul inheritance of the Primordial Hell Dragon, the Moonlight Sect would be poised for a turnaround.
Seeing everyone’s reactions, Ling Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he had the Black Dragon King’s dragon pearl in his body, which he could use to conceal the Primordial Hell Dragon’s appearance. Otherwise, this would have been real trouble.
With this matter settled, Ling Xiao focused on the battle.
Rumble…
In an instant, Tyrant Tiger’s attack drew near.
It was clearly just one move, yet it felt overwhelming and relentless, like wave after wave of towering sea surges crashing towards Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao stood there, steady as a mountain.
Then, he thrust both hands forward. The massive shadow of the Primordial Hell Dragon appeared before him, its enormous body blocking Tyrant Tiger’s relentless assault.
The next moment!
Dazzling black-gold light collided with platinum light, forming a blinding mist of light that made it impossible to keep one’s eyes open.
Then came the continuous sound of explosions, accompanied by the sound of plates and teacups shattering on the table.
The entire Sword Pavilion trembled incessantly.
“That Ling Xiao actually withstood it! A peak ninth-layer mortal realm warrior blocked a strike from a half-step Heavenly Venerable with fifty percent power!”
“Ling Xiao indeed didn’t use any soul secret techniques. It was purely a defence combining his martial soul and true essence. But his martial soul is actually the Primordial Black Dragon Martial Soul. No wonder he’s so confident facing Tyrant Tiger!”
“It seems Ling Xiao wasn’t just boasting when he said he would defeat Tyrant Tiger. He might actually have that strength.”
“Hmph, I doubt it. Though Ling Xiao blocked Tyrant Tiger’s strike, he used his most relied-upon martial soul for defence. What’s he going to do next?”
“True. In terms of experience, cunning, and the depth of true essence, Ling Xiao is far inferior to Tyrant Tiger. Blocking that strike was already tough. He might lose next.”
Though most were shocked at how strong Ling Xiao was, upon closer analysis, they weren’t optimistic about his chances.
After all, that strike was merely a probing attack from Tyrant Tiger, somewhat dismissive of Ling Xiao.
How much power was actually used was hard to say.
After all, a half-step Heavenly Venerable with fifty percent power was no ordinary warrior. Their true strength was difficult to gauge.
Ying Wuya, seated, looked pale. He sighed inwardly: When we fought, you didn’t even bother using the Primordial Black Dragon Martial Soul. Now, just a few months later, you, who were once far inferior to me, have become so much stronger.
“Sect Master, after this, I want to take the ‘Chaotic Beast Path’!”
Ying Wuya suddenly said to the Beast King Palace Master beside him.
“Think carefully. The Chaotic Beast Path is a path of near-certain death. Over thousands of years, no disciple from our Beast King Palace has come out alive!”
The Beast King Palace Master warned.
