The Temple Master Walter MysteriousTortoise of the Xuanwu Divine Hall looked at Ling Xiao dismissively and simply waved his hand, making the feeling that had been paralyzing Ling Xiao vanish instantly.
Ling Xiao stared intently at him, feeling a chill in his heart.
Xuan Ming dared to release him just because he was confident enough to subdue him in an instant.
This is the confidence of the strong.
The gap between him and this person was truly too vast.
"Sect Master!"
At this mont, another powerful figure rushed over from a distance.
Upon seeing Xuan Ming, he hurriedly knelt down and saluted, "This subordinate greets the Sect Master."
"Stand up. Why aren’t you preparing for the King’s Battle and running over here?"
The newcor was Morgan Lawless Heaven.
Xuan Ming rely glanced at him briefly and asked softly.
"This subordinate was about to discuss tomorrow’s King’s Battle with the Sect Master. A few days ago, you ntioned that you might personally oversee the battle on site."
Morgan Lawless Heaven glanced at Ling Xiao and sighed helplessly.
He was really frustrated right now.
Because he had lost bets twice, he had vowed to protect Ling Xiao and the martial artists of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire.
Today, if the Sect Master were to deal with Ling Xiao, it would truly put him in a difficult position.
"Got it, just step aside for now."
Xuan Ming waved his hand.
"Yes!"
Morgan Lawless Heaven stepped aside, watching Ling Xiao coldly, thinking to himself: It’s not that I don’t want to save you; it’s just that the person you’ve offended is beyond my capability. This falls outside the scope of the vow.
He was making excuses for himself to break his vow.
But he was also afraid that breaking the vow would lead to a Heavenly Punishnt.
However, even in the face of Heavenly Punishnt, he didn’t want to offend Xuan Ming.
This Sect Master is truly terrifying and definitely not soone he could handle.
"Give Leng i back to !"
Ling Xiao’s cold yet determined voice rang out, making the Temple Master Walter MysteriousTortoise Xuan Ming look at him in surprise.
Under his imnse pressure, he still dared to say such a thing?
This boy really is sothing.
He was well aware of his own strength, not just any ordinary Reincarnation Realm Martial Artist.
Under normal circumstances, a Yin-Yang Realm Martial Artist in front of him would either kneel directly, faint, or be suffocated to death by his aura.
He had never encountered a Yin-Yang Realm Martial Artist who dared to speak to him this way.
"That is impossible!"
Xuan Ming shook his head, "Leng i, because she is a Black Feather of the Feather World, is highly suitable for cultivation as a disciple of our Thick Soil Sect’s Dark Division. You should not only not obstruct her but support her going."
Upon hearing this, Morgan Lawless Heaven, Xuan Ye, and Xuan Fenɡ, along with the kneeling Divine Guards, were all taken aback.
What situation is this?
This usually lofty Sect Master would never waste words with an enemy, so why was he explaining things to this crazy boy today?
"Wake her. If she is willing herself, then I will have nothing more to say."
Ling Xiao looked at Xuan Ming and said, "I detest others forcing and my friends."
"Boy, you truly don’t know the imnsity of heaven and earth. The Sect Master speaking with you is giving you face. Don’t push your luck without recognizing your own weight."
On the side, Morgan Lawless Heaven shouted loudly.
Of course, he hoped Ling Xiao would agree to Xuan Ming taking Leng i away, seeing as Xuan Ming’s intent would likely spare Ling Xiao.
If that happened, he wouldn’t find himself in an awkward position, nor would he be forced to break his vow.
"I told you to give her back to !"
Ling Xiao suddenly moved.
His whole being instantly transford into a stream of light, dashing straight toward Leng i.
His plan was simple: to use his speed to rescue Leng i.
Even with only a one in ten thousand chance, he wanted to give it a try.
Because his opponent was too strong, he couldn’t think of any other way and had no choice but to take a risk.
"Great body movent technique, but alas, in front of , you stand no chance!"
Xuan Ming casually glanced at Ling Xiao’s afterimage, then suddenly flicked his fingers lightly.
Ling Xiao seed to be struck by lightning, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the wall of the Divine Temple, blood seeping from his entire body.
Even under the protection of the Body of the Mystic Realm and Liuli Armor, he was injured so easily.
This Xuan Ming was truly terrifyingly powerful.
Although he had anticipated this outco, when actually being sent flying, Ling Xiao was still sowhat shocked.
Perhaps this ti, he had truly encountered the biggest hurdle of his life.
If he couldn’t cross it, he would perish without burial.
If he could cross it, a bright future awaited him.
"If you want to be with her, it’s simple enough. Join the Thick Soil Sect, and I will take both of you to the Xuanwu Continent in the future. You two, one will beco the most formidable assassin for the Thick Soil Sect.
One will beco one of the most outstanding talents of the Thick Soil Sect. Although Leng i will lose her mories and endure a fate worse than death, she is but a woman, while you can trade it for a bright future.
How to choose, I believe I don’t need to elaborate."
Xuan Ming looked at Ling Xiao with an indifferent expression, as if everything he said would inevitably be accepted by Ling Xiao.
"Pah!"
Ling Xiao spat blood on the ground and shouted, "Old dog, rember this: if I don’t die today, one day I’ll make you understand what fear is!"
"Sect Master, this boy is truly incorrigible. Why not leave him to ? I will make sure he obediently joins the Thick Soil Sect and then serves as its dog for life!"
Xuan Fenɡ showed a ferocious expression, addressing Xuan Ming with a look full of ill intent.
"Fine, since he won’t listen, I don’t plan to protect him either. He’s yours to deal with."
Although Xuan Ming considered Ling Xiao a talent worth cultivating, he didn’t like Ling Xiao’s personality.
So unruly and stubborn, he really wasn’t his type.
"You people, arrest him!"
Xuan Fenɡ rejoiced upon hearing Xuan Ming’s decision.
Although Ling Xiao was evidently wounded, he dared not approach him, instead of ordering several sixteen-layer Yin-Yang Realm Divine Guards to capture Ling Xiao.
"By your command!"
The n obeyed, advancing toward Ling Xiao.
Though afraid of Ling Xiao’s sudden outburst, first, Ling Xiao was injured, and second, this was Xuan Fenɡ’s order they couldn’t defy, so they steeled themselves and moved forward.
"Master, run!"
Leng i’s voice suddenly echoed in Ling Xiao’s mind.
"I won’t leave!"
Ling Xiao adamantly responded with a soul transmission, "You know it too, that Dark Division of the Thick Soil Sect is simply inhumane. They just aim to turn you into a killing machine.
How could I possibly let them have their way?"
"But Master, you should understand that with Xuan Ming, the Temple Master Walter MysteriousTortoise here, there’s no hope of rescuing .
I know you care about and that you have the capability to escape.
Leng i has endured cold stares and suffering over the years, unafraid of hardship. As long as you live well, that will be the greatest happiness for Leng i.
Lastly, I beg you, Master, to help find the others from the Black Feather Nation and let them live well like the Dragon Clan. This is what my father wished for before he passed."
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