"Supreme?!"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he immediately felt that this old figure was actually the soul left by the Supreme in the jade corpse, and the aura was exactly the same as that of the Sixth Holy Son.
The Supreme of Emperor’s Tomb Mountain!
No wonder the Sixth Saint Son had to challenge Ling Xiao. Was this the real conspiracy? He wanted to use his supreme spirit to seize Ling Xiao's body.
Unexpectedly, even the Supreme became interested in him.
"But, unfortunately, you got the wrong attention!"
There was a flash of murderous intent in Ling Xiao's eyes, and without any resistance, he allowed the supreme spirit to enter his sea of consciousness.
"The Wordless Book, suppress it!"
As soon as that old soul appeared in Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness, Ling Xiao immediately activated the Wordless Heavenly Book.
Boom!
The wordless heavenly book emitted divine light of laws, ancient and mysterious, which instantly enveloped the old supreme spirit.
"What?!"
The old soul entered Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness. Before he could react, he saw the ancient and vast wordless book coming towards him to suppress him, which immediately made him look shocked.
"Ling Xiao, you really have inherited the legacy of the Red Dragon God of War. This heavenly book... this heavenly book... is definitely a supreme artifact!"
The old soul was trembling all over, and his eyes were filled with great excitement.
“No matter if it’s the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War or not, you are dead! I didn’t expect that the Supreme Being of the Emperor’s Tomb Mountain would hide in a jade corpse and plot against me!”
Ling Xiao said indifferently with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
At the same time, he was extremely alert in his heart. The Supreme Beings of the Emperor's Tomb Mountain actually had their eyes on him. There was no guarantee that other Supreme Beings would also target him.
He had a sense of urgency in his heart and was eager to improve his strength!
Even if Ling Xiao used all his means now, he could not defeat a true supreme being. He knew that even escaping would be difficult.
Boom!
The power of the Wordless Heavenly Book is vast, ancient and grand. The divine chains of order instantly entangled the old soul and suppressed it in the Wordless Heavenly Book.
The old soul's eyes were shaken, and his heart became more and more heated. He looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Ling Xiao, I am Emperor Lin, the Grand Elder of Emperor's Tomb Mountain. As long as you are willing to dedicate the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of War to me, you will be the Holy Son of Emperor's Tomb Mountain. In the future, I will definitely help you achieve the Supreme Dao!"
"The Holy Son of Emperor's Tomb Mountain? This young master doesn't care about him!"
Ling Xiao sneered, remaining unmoved, and directly activated the power of the Wordless Heavenly Book to refine this trace of Di Lin's soul.
"Ling Xiao, don't refuse my toast and drink the wine for punishment. Otherwise, when I find out that this trace of my soul has been destroyed, you will surely die!"
Di Lin found that Ling Xiao's attitude was very firm, and when temptation failed, he began to threaten him.
“Die!”
There was a flash of murderous intent in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he instantly activated the power of the Wordless Heavenly Book, completely obliterating Di Lin's soul.
Boom!
Ling Xiao punched out like a dragon, blasting the jade corpse away with one punch, then appeared in front of the Sixth Holy Son, strangled his throat with one hand, his eyes full of cold murderous intent.
"You lose!"
Ling Xiao said lightly, his voice echoing throughout the duel arena.
"You... How is it possible?!"
The Sixth Holy Son opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief. It was clear that Emperor Lin's soul was hidden in the jade corpse, but Ling Xiao was not hurt at all
Is there a treasure of soul defense in Ling Xiao’s soul, or does he really possess the inheritance of the legendary Red Dragon God of War
The Sixth Holy Son was stunned for a moment and even forgot to attack Ling Xiao.
"Sixth son, come back first, Ling Xiao is not simple, he has a big secret!"
An old voice sounded in the Sixth Holy Son's heart. He originally wanted to activate the Shroud of the God King to continue fighting Ling Xiao, but after hearing Di Lin's voice, he stopped reluctantly.
Moreover, he also knew that even the Jade Corpse couldn't do anything to Ling Xiao, so he really lost this battle!
"Ling Xiao, you win! But just wait, sooner or later, you will die in my hands!"
The Sixth Holy Son looked at Ling Xiao coldly and said.
Ling Xiao sneered, without even saying a word to him, and turned to leave the duel arena.
"Ling Xiao... actually won?!"
Outside the duel arena, everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.
The Sixth Holy Son not only had the supreme weapon, the Shroud of the Divine King, but also the Supreme Jade Corpse, but he was unable to do anything to Ling Xiao and ultimately had to admit defeat.
This battle completely dispelled everyone's original doubts about Ling Xiao. No one doubted that Ling Xiao did not have the ability to kill Nan Tianzun anymore.
Ling Xiao's god-like demeanor just now was forever imprinted in everyone's heart.
"How could this kid possess such terrifying combat power?"
There was a hint of unwillingness in Han Feng's eyes. He was also very unhappy with Ling Xiao. He had originally hoped that the Sixth Holy Son would be able to teach Ling Xiao a lesson, but he did not expect this would be the result.
"It seems that we can only wait for the senior brother to take action. When the Holy Ruins opens, the senior brother will definitely come, and then we must kill this kid!"
There was a hint of murderous intent in Han Feng's eyes.
"Hahaha... I knew that Brother Ling would win!"
"Brother Ling is so powerful. The Emperor's Tomb Mountain, the Star Palace, and the Southern Sky Family are all rubbish and cannot compare to Brother Ling!"
Hu Zi and Xiong Xiaohei were two idiots who had no idea what it meant to offend someone. As soon as they spoke, they offended a large group of people, making many people glare at them.
However, no one attacked them, which made the two men even more proud.
"Give it to me, give me my Pure Yang Pill!"
Xiong Xiaohei and Hu Zi's eyes lit up, as if they had thought of something, and they ran directly to the gambling game set up at the Emperor's Tomb Mountain and asked them for the Chunyang Pill.
The disciples of Emperor's Tomb Mountain all looked extremely ugly, as if their parents had died.
Xiong Xiaohei bet 300,000 Pure Yang Pills, and Hu Zi bet 1.5 million Pure Yang Pills. In the end, Ling Xiao won, and they had to pay three times the amount of Pure Yang Pills.
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Ling Xiao bet a full 10 million Pure Yang Pills!
Ten million Pure Yang Pills. Many Half-Step Supremes may not even have such a price. The people in Emperor's Tomb Mountain almost wanted to hang themselves.
Especially when they saw Ling Xiao walking towards them with a smile on his face, they felt like crying but had no tears.
In the end, not only was the Supreme Spirit Transformation Pill given to Ling Xiao, but the Sixth Saint Son and many disciples of the Emperor's Tomb Mountain, who were almost empty-handed, also transferred a large amount of Pure Yang Pills from the industries of the Emperor's Tomb Mountain in Liangjie City, and finally they collected 30 million Pure Yang Pills to give to Ling Xiao.
Watching Ling Xiao walking away, the Sixth Saint's teeth were almost broken, his face turned extremely pale, and his eyes were full of murderous intent to devour anyone!
(End of this chapter)