When Ling Xiao displayed the Sky Tyrant Martial Soul, the replica did not react at all.
Ling Xiao could not help but smile.
"As expected, the Sky Tyrant Martial Soul is too special. Even with this kind of array, it can't be replicated."
He waved his fist and punched the replica. Just as he was about to kill it, he suddenly stopped.
"What's the point of killing it? Why don't I toy with the Black Tortoise Temple?"
Ling Xiao was almost certain that the replicas were used by the Black Tortoise Temple to obtain data. Even if he killed it, it might not be completely destroyed.
Even if the other party could not replicate his Sky Tyrant Martial Soul, he still did not want to expose too much.
Anyway, he had a way.
"Nine Demons Divine Art, Yin Yang Demon King!"
Ling Xiao smiled and his body began to change rapidly. Not only his appearance, but even his aura and martial arts completely changed.
As his body changed, the replica began to change as well.
"Hehe, this will do."
Ling Xiao smiled and punched the replica to death.
Similar to Ling Xiao, there were other martial artists participating in the competition.
However, everyone's choice was different.
Only a few people noticed the Black Tortoise Temple's conspiracy and made some ingenious plans.
Just like Ling Xiao, although the methods were different, they had the same effect.
The rest of the participants struggled to fight the replicas.
Ling Xiao now had a feeling.
The most prosperous White Tiger Meet on the White Tiger Continent was more like an assessment for the Black Tortoise Temple to select disciples.
The first round tested talent and comprehension.
The second round tested wisdom and the details of the participants at the same time.
The third round was a real ranking battle.
Although he had no interest in joining the Black Tortoise Temple, he could not help but admire the three rounds of assessment of the Black Tortoise Temple.
In the first round, one could pass by relying on talent and comprehension.
In the second round, one had to rely on wisdom.
Pure combat power might not be effective.
"Very well, then I, Ling Xiao, will compete with the Black Tortoise Temple in a battle of wits and strengthen myself under your rules!"
Ling Xiao smiled and turned to leave, heading to the location of the next treasure.
"Sure enough, good things are hard to get."
The second treasure was a magic weapon. It was a Fine Grade Spirit Tool Saber. Although he couldn't use it, he could sell it or give it away.
The key was that the treasured saber was a Fine Grade Spiritual Tool, so he reckoned that he would gain a lot of points. In this second round, he might really be able to get into the top few places.
That said, in order to obtain the Fine Grade spiritual saber, he had to pass through the terrifying Underworld Underground River.
Corpses were everywhere in the Yellow Springs Underground River.
These skeletons were yellowed, and their skin and flesh had long been corroded.
Within the Yellow Springs, terrifying black shadows appeared one after another, exuding a powerful consciousness and fighting spirit.
"Yaksha's Ghost Shadow at the 14th level of the Yin Yang Realm? Although they are not real Heavenly Demon Yakshas, these ghostly shadows are not easy to deal with. Furthermore, there are so many of them. "
Ling Xiao muttered to himself, but there was no sign of embarrassment on his face.
This was because the Yellow Springs Underground River might be difficult for others, but it wasn't difficult for him at all.
The corners of his mouth curled into a confident smile, and then he stepped into the Yellow Springs Underground River.
The Fine Grade Spiritual Tool Saber was at the bottom of the river. It was difficult to get it without entering the water.
The moment he stepped into the river, a bone-piercing chill spread throughout his body.
A terrifying evil aura entered his body, trying to take control of his body and corrode his skin and flesh.
"It's just the Yellow Springs Evil Qi and Yaksha Ghostly Shadows. Do you think you can hurt me?"
Ling Xiao sneered and instantly entered the Primordial Heavenly Demon Incarnation.
The Primordial Heavenly Demon Incarnation released its fighting spirit, and the Yaksha Ghostly Shadows trembled as if they had met their superior.
Ling Xiao sneered, and the Demonic Qi of the Primordial Heavenly Demon Incarnation began to circulate. The Demonic Qi in the Yellow Springs Underground River surged into his body and molded his body.
At this moment, Ling Xiao wasn't in a hurry to get the saber. He was more interested in the enormous energy hidden in the Yellow Springs Underground River.
Cultivating here was very beneficial for him to condense the Primordial Heavenly Demon Martial Soul.
At the same time, it could greatly increase his cultivation. He might even break through to the 14th level of the Yin Yang Realm.
He didn't care about the ranking anyway, as long as he wasn't eliminated.
"Devour!"
Ling Xiao roared coldly, and the Primordial Heavenly Demon Incarnation opened its mouth and sucked.
The energy in the Yellow Springs Underground River surged into the huge mouth and started to be converted, refined, and integrated into his body and meridians.
"How dare you!"
A terrifying voice came from the Yellow Springs Underground River.
"Yaksha Ghostly Shadow King!"
Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the huge body.
It was one size bigger than all the Yaksha Ghostly Shadows, and its strength was estimated to be around the 16th level of the Yin Yang Realm.
Under the Yaksha Ghostly Shadow King's lead, the frightened Yakshas regained their courage and pounced on Ling Xiao in an attempt to kill him.
They wouldn't allow him to continue devouring the energy in the Yellow Springs Underground River.
"Kill!"
Ling Xiao smiled coldly. The Yaksha Ghostly Shadow King was at the 16th level of the Yin Yang Realm, and there was nothing to be afraid of in front of him.
After all, it was just a ghostly shadow.
Moreover, it was restrained by his Heavenly Demon Battle Intent, and it was even weaker than an ordinary 16th level Yin Yang Realm martial artist.
It couldn't be compared to a genius 16th level Yin Yang Realm martial artist.
The Primordial Heavenly Demon Incarnation swung its claws.
Heavenly Demon Claw!
Boom boom!
The Yaksha Ghostly Shadow King tried its best to block the Heavenly Demon Claw, but it was still flattened by the huge claw.
"Dragon Talisman, Hell Dragon Fire!"
Then, a Blood Soul Talisman flew out from above Ling Xiao's head and spat out purplish-black flames. It burned the Yaksha Ghostly Shadow King to ashes.
"18 Hell Talisman, Hell of Tongue Ripping!"
Then, another Blood Soul Talisman flew out. Countless ghostly hands reached out and grabbed the rest of the Yaksha Ghostly Shadows.
The Dragon Talisman was of the dragon attribute, and it was destined to grow into the most powerful Dragon Clan Blood Soul Talisman.
The 18 Hell Talisman was refined by Ling Xiao based on the Yin Yang Realm's 18 levels of hell. It was destined to become the most evil and terrifying Dark Blood Soul Talisman in the world.
The Yaksha Ghostly Shadows were extremely useful in increasing the 18 Hell Talisman's power.
The terrified Yaksha Ghostly Shadows began to flee in all directions.
However, the 18 Hell Talisman grew in the wind and instantly covered the entire Yellow Springs Underground River.
The Yaksha Ghostly Shadows that were supposed to be guarding the exquisite spirit saber became Ling Xiao's nourishment.
He could feel that the bottleneck of his cultivation had been lifted again. It was clear that he was about to break through.
"I'll continue to cultivate in peace. As for the treasures, whoever wants to take them can take them."
Ling Xiao had two choices now. He could either continue to search for treasures or stay here to cultivate and integrate the entire Yellow Springs Underground River into his body.
However, he made the right choice.
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