"Chen ng, Jian Feng, Ao Chu! And the rest of you, listen up. The downfall of our Sword King Sect is all because of the Moon Hua Sect. Rember this, once you’re inside, if you encounter anyone from the Moon Hua Sect, kill them if you can. Even if you don’t make it to the finals, it doesn’t matter—as long as Jian Wuji is there, one man is enough for us.
Above all, Ling Xiao must die! Kill the others if you can, but Ling Xiao absolutely cannot be spared. If you’re no match for him, team up with others. In any case, he must not be allowed to leave alive."
Sect Master Chen Nanxing of the Sword King Sect harbored a bone-deep hatred for both Ling Xiao and the Moon Hua Sect. Although he felt that even if Ling Xiao made it to the finals, he would still lose to the Holy Son and then serve the Holy Son as a slave.
But he thought that would be too easy on Ling Xiao—serving such a delicate beauty, who was also the future Sacred Emperor, would be a blessing, not a suffering.
So he wanted Ling Xiao to die now!
Chen ng naturally had no objections.
Ao Chu was a core disciple who had previously been in seclusion, and his friend had died at the hands of Ling Xiao; he would not refuse either.
Only Jian Feng furrowed his brow.
He did not have a good life in the Sword King Sect, but he had to obey the Sect Master’s command— it seed he had no choice but to take action.
However, he would not resort to despicable ans—better to face it head on. If he lost, it was his own lack of skill, and if he won, Ling Xiao could only bla himself for being inferior in skill.
As for the other competing disciples of the Sword King Sect, they were completely obedient to Chen Nanxing and would naturally act according to his orders.
With various thoughts in their minds, everyone entered the True Demon Forbidden Land.
The Golden Light Heavenly Lord glanced at Chen Nanxing, then lowered his voice and said to Wu Xiang, "Sect Master, that Chen Nanxing may harm Ling Xiao."
"Not just Ling Xiao, that old fellow might target all disciples of our Moon Hua Sect."
Wu Xiang said coldly, "But that old thing can’t make a move himself. By acting like this, he might end up with a loss of both his wife and his troops!"
"That’s true! Lan Yu’er, Leng Hao, Dai Yuling are not to be trifled with, and Zhao Zhi is decisive in killing. As for Ling Xiao, he has always been soone who doesn’t suffer losses lightly. Whoever dares to provoke him should be ready to face the bitter consequences." The Golden Light Heavenly Lord thought of the events that had taken place in Sword King City, and a smile appeared on his face.
The praying mantis stalks the cicada, unaware that it may not be a cicada, but a monster disguised as one. If the mantis gets eaten, it can only bla its own foolishness.
As soon as he entered the Black Tornado, Ling Xiao felt his body involuntarily swept away by the fierce wind.
When he managed to stabilize his figure, he realized that everyone else had disappeared, leaving him alone.
The place where he was now was a desert; the scorching sun beat down on the sands, making him feel as if his body were lting.
Strangely, in such an environnt, there was still the presence of plant life.
"Wow, so much Golden Leaf Wolf Tail Grass!"
It was only when he took a closer look that he suddenly realized there were swathes of Golden Leaf Wolf Tail Grass.
It resembled the common wolf tail grass, but the leaves were golden, and the plants were very large, capable of surviving almost anywhere.
It was precisely because of this tenacious vitality that it was very useful for concocting pills or spirit liquids.
"Hundreds of stalks that are over a thousand years old!"
Ling Xiao couldn’t help but feel amazed; a single plant was worth 10,000 Low-grade Spirit Stones, and he had purchased them before in the Northern Han Capital City.
If these Golden Leaf Wolf Tail Grasses were refined into Golden Leaf Resilience Pills, which could replenish strength and enhance the ability to survive in harsh environnts, their value would increase tenfold, going for 100,000 Low-grade Spirit Stones each.
And this pill was rely a Lower-tier Yellow Rank pill, one that Ling Xiao could concoct.
The most critical aspect was that even martial artists of the Heavenly Man Realm would cling to it, as enhancing one’s capacity to survive was indeed vital.
With that in mind, Ling Xiao beckoned with his hand, and hundreds of Thousand-year Golden Leaf Wolftail Grass were stored inside his Mountain and River World.
However, just as he was about to turn around and leave to find another place, he suddenly felt sothing stirring beneath the sand.
Boom!
A sandstorm, rising over ten ters high, billowed up, and to his surprise, a bizarre Desert Giant Lizard erged.
This creature was imnse, mostly buried within the sand.
Upon its appearance, the Desert Giant Lizard whipped up a massive sandstorm hurling toward Ling Xiao. These creatures possessed no intelligence; their minds were consud with nothing but slaughter.
Ling Xiao’s brow furrowed slightly, then a sword Qi tore through the air.
Clang!
The True Essence sword Qi, though only one existed, faced a ferocious beast that was rely a Level 9 Divine Ability beast and not on the level of a Beast King. Astonishingly, it did not penetrate the beast, leaving not even a scratch, only disbanding the encompassing sandstorm.
"Impressive defenses, but useless!"
Ling Xiao called out, as two sword Qis converged into one and were once again shot out, now containing a trace of Destruction Will.
Puchi!
The Destruction Will’s greatest prowess lay in its capacity for destruction, rendering even the strongest defenses impotent against its terrifying power.
The Desert Giant Lizard was cleaved in two by the sword Qi, exposing a golden, shimring Inner Elixir amidst its blood that seeped into the desert.
Ling Xiao stored the Demon Core into his Storage Ring and then carried on.
Based on his assessnt, the other competing martial artists might encounter similar situations. However, opportunities varied for each individual, so naturally, the dangers they faced differed as well, and undoubtedly many had already been eliminated.
As he had deduced, one by one, those who were disqualified had encountered peril and imdiately used their Secret Scrolls to flee for their lives, believing themselves incapable of confronting the formidable beings before them.
Nevertheless, these events bore no relation to Ling Xiao. He just needed to proceed on his path, quietly and undisturbed.
The True Demon Forbidden Land was indeed worthy of its na as a forbidden place. Having left the area of the Golden Leaf Wolf Tail Grass, Ling Xiao had barely walked 500 ters when he ran into trouble.
What appeared all of a sudden was a colony of scorpions living in the desert.
Although these scorpions were not large, their numbers were terrifyingly vast, amounting to over ten thousand, swarming toward Ling Xiao like an incoming tide.
"Nine Channels Air Sword, Rising Sun Sword Qi!"
Ling Xiao raised his hand, and a sun-like sword light appeared above his head, then countless sword Qis, dense as torrential rain, shot towards those Poisonous Scorpions.
Wherever the sword light passed, the scorpions crumbled to bits, leaving behind devastation, while the rest fled without a trace.
It seed these scorpions did have so intelligence after all, knowing that their opponent was invincible, they quickly scurried away.
The True Demon Forbidden Land encompassed the Imperial City of the True Demon Empire and the surrounding area for several hundred miles. Due to the scant presence of humans, the landscape has largely retained the sa appearance as it had tens of thousands of years ago. The beasts living here, although not as powerful as Primordial Giant Beasts, were each formidable in their own right.
Lucky for Ling Xiao, his strength was overwhelming. Otherwise, whether it was the Desert Giant Lizard or the Poisonous Scorpions, either could have easily claid his life.
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