Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The moment Lingxiao stepped out of the magnificent Star-Picking Tower, it was as if he had stirred up a hornet's nest. Suddenly, he clearly felt countless auras like icy chains, locking onto his position.

These auras were like venomous snakes hiding in the grass in the dark night, full of dangerous signals.

Of course, all of this was intentional. Lingxiao knew that in this world full of dangers, only by pushing himself to the forefront and becoming the target of public criticism could he protect his family and friends from harassment.

He was like a lonely guardian, silently protecting the most important people in his heart in his own way.

He stood quietly near the gate of the Star-Picking Tower, his expression, which seemed like a smile but wasn't, seemed to be mocking the lurkers hidden in the dark. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could penetrate layers of mist and see through the minds of those hidden in the dark.

A restriction had been placed here, like a silent giant beast lurking in every inch of the surrounding space. Restrictions were different from formations, but they had similarities.

Formations were arranged based on sacred patterns, like building blocks according to established rules, and did not consume the martial artist's own energy.

Restrictions, on the other hand, were based on the martial artist's martial soul. The martial soul was like the martial artist's soul imprint, and each martial artist's martial soul was unique.

Different martial souls resulted in vastly different restrictions. The stronger the martial soul, the stronger the restriction, and its power was like a surging tide, enough to destroy any force that dared to challenge it.

The restriction in front of him was a massive entity composed of tens of thousands of small restrictions. The oppressive and terrifying aura seemed to freeze the air into ice.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures appeared in front of Lingxiao like ghosts. Their cultivations varied, with most only at the middle stage of the Embracing Origin Realm. In this world, they were like a group of small fries.

However, two of them were particularly eye-catching, like two sharp blades hidden in the darkness, having reached the high stage of the Embracing Origin Realm. These two were extremely interesting, as if playing a mysterious game, completely concealing their identities.

They not only covered their faces tightly, as if afraid of being recognized, but even concealed their own auras with special treasures, obviously not wanting to reveal any information about themselves, like ghosts hidden in the darkness, making them unpredictable.

Lingxiao sneered, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and the Taiji Eye suddenly opened.

In his eyes, the ancient Yin-Yang Diagram slowly emerged, as if containing the most mysterious power in the universe. The Yin-Yang Diagram slowly rotated, emitting a powerful and mysterious aura.

This aura spread out like a tangible substance, and the air seemed to become heavy wherever it went.

In the next moment, under the powerful power of the Taiji Eye, the two people's concealment was completely torn apart like fragile paper, without any resistance.

"The Demon Tower does things so secretly, it's shameful," Lingxiao said with a mocking smile, his voice full of disdain.

His gaze fell on one of them, a burly fellow with a cold aura, like a venomous snake hidden in the dark. Lingxiao recognized him at a glance as an expert from the Demon Tower.

The other person seemed extremely strange, his figure erratic, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. His aura was also intermittent. Lingxiao tried to use the Taiji Eye to see through his identity, but found that he couldn't see through it for a moment.

Although he could easily tear through the other party's disguise with the Taiji Eye, this person's face was completely unfamiliar to him. This person was like a ghost suddenly emerging from the darkness. Lingxiao didn't know where he came from, nor did he know what ulterior motives he had.

But this was normal. After all, Lingxiao, as a leader in the martial arts world, had countless enemies on this long martial arts path. Those who chased him were like carps crossing the river, countless in number.

How could he remember the faces of every enemy, and how could he know the origins of every enemy?

"Hmph, I am not a member of the Demon Tower, don't talk nonsense. What I despise most is demonic cultivators," the Demon Tower expert, whose identity was exposed, said with a gloomy expression, snorting coldly, trying to cover up his embarrassment and anger with words.

A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he still pretended to be calm, wanting to maintain his dignity in front of Lingxiao.

Lingxiao just smiled indifferently, his eyes revealing a trace of coldness, as if he had seen through the other party's disguise and guilty conscience: "It doesn't matter who you are, anyway, you will die here today. When you die, everyone will naturally know your identity."

His voice was calm and firm, without the slightest ripple, as if stating a predetermined fact. He had already foreseen the other party's end, which was an unavoidable death.

The Demon Tower expert's expression became even more gloomy, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Interesting, you dare to utter such arrogant words, you really don't know your situation."

His words were full of threat and provocation, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, as if he wanted to completely enrage Lingxiao. His body leaned forward slightly, his hand tightly gripping the long saber, and the veins on his arm bulged, showing the anger and tension in his heart.

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The moment the voice fell, the long saber in his hand was suddenly unsheathed.

Buzz!

Along with a roar, at the moment the long saber was unsheathed, a dazzling saber light instantly lit up, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. The saber light flickered with a cold light, slashing directly at Lingxiao at an extremely fast speed.

Wherever the saber light passed, the air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound, as if cheering for this fatal blow.

This saber was like lightning tearing through the night, its speed reaching the extreme, and it was unsheathed in an instant.

It was not only fast, but the saber intent was also as earth-shattering as the end of the world, as if containing the great power of opening up the world, capable of splitting this vast world in two. This powerful force caused the surrounding air to vibrate sharply, and the space seemed to be distorted and deformed by this force.

That's right, this was the strength of a high-stage Embracing Origin Realm expert. Although he was only at the seventh level of the Embracing Origin Realm, the lowest level among high-stage experts, the strength he displayed was still terrifying.

High-stage Embracing Origin Realm experts had reached the point of perfection in their control of power. They could mobilize their own spiritual power in the most exquisite way, condensing it into every move and every style, thereby bursting out with terrifying lethality.

Moreover, this person was a demonic cultivator. Demonic cultivators had many unique features in battle. They were good at using dark demonic power to erode their opponents' minds, causing them to fall into fear and confusion.