The four Demonic Seeds from before were enough for Ling Xiao to break through. Now, the Demonic Seeds of dozens of Yin Yang Realm disciples had fused into his body.
His cultivation had already reached a critical point.
"What a pity. I was so close. It looks like I'll have to fight the Demon Envoy face to face!"
Ling Xiao was very clear that the time when his cultivation rose the fastest was when he constantly battled with various powerhouses.
Every time he fought, he would benefit greatly from it.
Today, facing the Demon Envoy, Ling Xiao wanted to break through!
"Whether or not you're that trash Ling Xiao from that remote town, you've killed so many people from the Demon Shadow Sect today. You'll die without a doubt!"
The Demon Envoy's expression became extremely ugly.
He was here, and yet, all of the hallmasters had been killed, as well as all of the town-level executors. That left him with no face at all.
It made him feel even more humiliated.
"I'll die? I don't think so. "
Ling Xiao was slightly disappointed that he didn't break through.
However, after killing so many Yin Yang Realm martial artists with one strike, his Heavenly Fire had finally reached the Transformative Realm.
It had reached the pinnacle of perfection.
Once any move reached the Transformative Realm, not only would its power increase greatly, but it would also have some special effects.
The special effect of Fallen was the "Gravitational Pressure".
When using Fall of the Transformative Realm, it would make the enemy feel a terrifying pressure. It would be as if their body was being pressed down by something terrifying, making them unable to move. Their internal strength would also become sluggish.
He hadn't used the special effect of Heavenly Fire yet, so he would use the Demon Envoy as a test subject.
"No, you'll definitely die! But before I kill you, I want to know who you are and why you're using Ling Xiao's name to make an enemy out of the Demon Shadow Sect? "
The Demon Envoy questioned coldly, "We're the clearest about Ling Xiao's strength. Killing my Devil Shadow Sect's Mo Fengzi and those from the Mo Family is already his limit.
Who are you? "
"I'm Ling Xiao. I'm the real deal."
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
"Impossible!"
The Demon Envoy harshly said, "Forget it. It doesn't matter if you don't want to reveal your true identity now. Soon, I will make you speak the truth."
"Is he really not Ling Xiao?"
Feng Huan and Wang Cheng were also confused.
They did not recognize Ling Xiao from Yuhua Town, but they had heard of this person before. He was a young martial artist who had killed Mo Fengzi, a disciple of the Devil Shadow Sect.
However, his cultivation base shouldn't be at half step Yin Yang Realm yet.
It had only been a month, and he was already able to kill the hall master of the Shadow Devil Sect?
No matter how he thought about it, it was impossible.
"No, he's Ling Xiao, my little brother!"
The confusion on Ling Jiaojiao's face disappeared and was replaced by conviction.
Perhaps Ling Xiao's strength confused her, but she understood Ling Xiao's character too well.
There was no mistake.
"Looks like we really underestimated Ling Xiao back then. He's ten times stronger than we thought."
Feng Huan smiled bitterly.
If they had known this earlier, they might have acted more calmly and not made some mistakes that they should not have made because they were anxious.
"Yes, young and promising. This Ling Xiao must be a disciple of the Eight Immortal Mountain."
Wang Cheng sighed.
"No, unfortunately, I'm just an insignificant ordinary disciple of the Eight Immortal Mountain."
Ling Xiao looked at Wang Cheng and smiled faintly. "However, you don't have to worry. I, Ling Xiao, said that I would let you out alive, and I won't go back on my words."
"You still want to go out alive? You really don't know how strong you are! "
The Demon Envoy sneered and unleashed his aura.
At that moment, the disciples of the Devil Shadow Sect were overjoyed.
However, Feng Huan, Wang Cheng, and Ling Jiaojiao's expressions changed drastically.
"Third level of Hell, Yin-Yang Realm!"
This was the Demon Envoy's true cultivation base.
His strength was enough to make people despair.
Even Ling Xiao himself felt that he had no hope of winning, let alone the three of them.
The only way was to expose his identity and ask the Butterfly Lady for help.
The difference in strength was too great. Even if Ling Xiao used the Sky Tyrant Martial Soul, he wouldn't be the Demon Envoy's match.
This was probably the most dangerous of the countless dangers he had encountered.
"I didn't expect the Demon Envoy to be so powerful. I'm really surprised."
Ling Xiao had no intention of revealing what he was thinking. His expression remained cold and detached.
He didn't seem to be afraid of the Demon Envoy.
"Pretentious. Without the help of the Eight Immortal Mountain, you're just a clown."
The Demon Envoy looked at Ling Xiao with disdain.
"Whether I'm a clown or not, you'll know once you try. There's no need to talk nonsense."
Ling Xiao stood there as his aura continued to rise. A terrifying killing intent formed a terrifying blood-red aura around his body.
The people standing next to him began to tremble.
"What a strong killing intent. Looks like you've killed a lot of people. But it's a pity. You could've had a beautiful future. But today, you won't have the chance to regret."
The Demon Envoy was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he was somewhat afraid of Ling Xiao's killing intent.
Although his strength and cultivation were stronger than Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao's killing intent could crush him.
Once the killing intent came into contact with him, his strength would be greatly reduced.
"Cut the crap. Let's do it."
Ling Xiao hooked his finger and said.
"Die, arrogant brat!"
The Demon Envoy soared into the sky and roared. Countless Blood Spirit condensed into a huge skull and pounced towards Ling Xiao. The air was filled with the aura of death.
There were also ghostly wails and howls.
At the same time, on a street in the Eight Immortal County.
A tentacle suddenly stretched out. A martial artist who was walking on the street didn't have time to react and was sucked dry on the spot.
In a luxurious manor, a group of martial artists in luxurious clothes were drinking and chatting.
Dozens of tentacles suddenly stretched out and sucked the dozens of martial artists present dry.
This scene happened almost simultaneously in the Eight Immortals County.
Of course, there were powerful martial artists who avoided the tentacles, but they still couldn't avoid the effects of the Blood Sucking Array. They could clearly feel their Blood Qi constantly weakening.
If a person's Blood Qi decreased to a certain level, they would definitely die.
Even powerful Yin Yang Realm martial artists were no exception.
Finally, the Eight Immortals County panicked.
The martial artists in the Eight Immortals County's square understood that what they were seeing was not a game. It was a true evil sacrificial ceremony targeting the Eight Immortals County.
Dozens of corpses that had been sucked dry already appeared on the square.
The truth was right in front of them. They had no choice but to believe it.
At this moment, everyone looked at the big screen at the same time. They looked at Ling Xiao on the screen.
Their hopes were actually placed on this little-known little martial artist.
They didn't know if they were lucky or unlucky.
However, at this moment, they could only support Ling Xiao.
"Stop the Blood Sucking Array!"
"Ling Xiao, I beg you!"
"The Eight Immortals County needs you!"
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