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Chapter 1180

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On the Bewitching Cloud Mountain, not a single sound could be heard. It was as if space had frozen and time had stopped. All nine levels of heaven and all 10 levels of hell had fallen into dead silence.

Everyone widened their eyes and stared at the bloody silhouette. They felt like he was an immortal legend, an undefeatable powerhouse!

Though Ling Xian's face was pale and his robe was dyed with blood, it did not affect his demeanor at all. Like an immortal, he was undefeatable.

All because he had killed the Demonic Son. He killed him on the Bewitching Cloud Mountain.

To know that the Demonic Son was the inheritor of the Demon Swallowing Heaven Technique. His battling abilities were at the peak of his own level and he was one of the strongest young powerhouses in the Everlasting Realm. Especially on the Bewitching Cloud Mountain, he was undefeatable. Even Heaven's Favorites like Ao Hong Chen and Renhuang had to avoid him.

Yet under the circumstance that his battling abilities were weakened, Ling Xian still managed to kill him. How unbelievable was this?

This was heaven-defying!

Therefore, everyone was stunned. Only after a long while did people gasp.

"Oh my god, is he the son of a real immortal? Does he have the bloodline of a real immortal? How can he be this powerful? "

"The Demonic Son's battling abilities increased by 20 percent, while he was weakened by 10 percent. Under these circumstances, there was a difference of 30 percent. Despite this, he still killed the Demonic Son. This is far too insane. "

"Unbelievable. I feel like I am watching an undefeatable powerhouse rise up."

The crowd exclaimed in astonishment. Some of their voices even began to tremble.

Even Ao Hong Chen and Renhuang were shocked to a point of no return.

Though they firmly believed they were undefeatable, they knew that if they fought against the Demonic Son here, they would most likely die.

Yet Ling Xian had won. Such a heaven-defying performance was truly glorious and worthy of being called a legend.

Undefeatable legend!

Under the circumstance that his opponent was strengthened and his body was weakened, he still managed to kill a young powerhouse of the same level. Such a heaven-defying performance, how could he not be worthy of this title?

At this moment, Ling Xian was like the undying Sun, unparalleled and undefeatable.

No compliments were exaggerated, but they weren't needed. The reality was right before everyone's eyes. All compliments were unnecessary.

Ling Xian had proven his capabilities and proven his bright future!

"He can't be stopped. His rise has already been set in stone. Looking at the entire Immortal World, there is no one who can stop him."

"That's right. Unless a powerhouse in the Seventh Realm personally intervenes, even a powerhouse at the peak of the Sixth Realm may not be able to kill him."

"His future is boundless. His future is truly boundless. As long as there are no accidents, it's only a matter of time before he becomes a peak expert of this land!"

"Sigh, I really regret forming a grudge with him back then. Hopefully, he has already forgotten the small grudge from the past."

The cultivators from the major forces spoke one after another and sighed with emotion.

Ling Xian's rise was inevitable. If the him before was merely a leader, then after defeating the Demonic Son, he would have a place in the entire Realm of Immortality.

Even the top forces could not underestimate him!

It couldn't be helped. With his current strength, he was equivalent to a first-rate force. Unless the top forces use their full strength or a powerhouse of the Seventh Realm personally intervenes, nobody can stop him.

Therefore, the forces that had nothing to do with Ling Xian were exclaiming, and the forces that were friendly with him were celebrating. Of course, there were only two to three of them. Most of them were forces that hated him.

At this moment, the representatives of these forces were crying and silently cursing their own forces for making enemies with Ling Xian. Now, they had provoked a monster with a limitless future.

"We have to send the news back to the House. To fight or to ally, it all depends on a single decision."

At this moment, many cultivators who hated Ling Xian sent the news back to their own forces and waited for their leader's decision.

There were also many cultivators who wanted to kill him.

Without a doubt, Ling Xian was weak after the battle. At the very least, his battling abilities were greatly reduced. Therefore, many cultivators who thought they could not resolve their grudges against him now had the urge to kill him.

Sadly, just how sensitive was Ling Xian's spiritual sense? The moment these people released their killer's intent, he noticed it.

If this was before, he wouldn't care. After all, they posed no threat to him. But it was different now. He knew how many enemies he had and how many of them were planning on killing him.

Therefore, he had to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

"Killing the demonic son isn't enough to scare you all?" Ling Xian glared at them. Then, a statement that scared them out of their wits slowly left his mouth.

"Then, let me kill a few more."

At this, the entire place was in a state of shock.

He had just killed the demonic son and was in his weakest state. Yet Ling Xian remained so dominating. How bold was this?

It was so domineering that there was no boundary to it!

"Who do you think you are? An undefeated and uninjured real immortal? I sure want to see how much fighting ability you have left! "

A middle-aged man snickered. Both of his hands moved up and down, unleashing a shocking amount of Qi.

However, before he could finish forming the hand seal, a slender palm appeared before him.

The hand was soft and slow, fair and slender. It seemed to be harmless, but it shattered his heart and soul in an instant.

Before he died, the man was full of regret. Sadly, it was too late.

"A cultivator of the beginning stage of the Blending Path dares to act so presumptuously before me? Even if you want to die, you don't have to do it this way. "

Ling Xian glared at the man's lifeless body and shifted his gaze towards the other three. His eyes were cold and emotionless.

Instantly, the three of them felt their guts shattering. They felt like they had fallen into an icy hell and their bodies were shivering.

If Ling Xian was at his peak, then of course he wouldn't be shocked. But don't forget, he had just killed the demonic son and was injured quite badly. Even so, he still killed a Dao Integration Realm cultivator with a wave of his hand. How could the other cultivators of the same rank not feel fear?

At that moment, they didn't say another word and fled towards the distance in a tacit manner.

Ling Xian had already used blood to prove his capabilities and determination. Why wouldn't these people run away?

"You think you can escape? I need to use your lives to scare the weak. "

Speaking softly, Ling Xian controlled the wind and clouds around him and instantly killed one of them in midair. At the same time, the Execution of the Divine Warrior sliced across the sky and pierced through the forehead of the other two.

Bang, bang, bang!

After three muffled sounds, three dead bodies fell to the ground. Their widened eyes were full of fear and regret.

This silenced the entire place. Everyone felt a wave of coldness. Other than a few people, most people were trembling uncontrollably.

To be able to kill a cultivator of the Blending Path with a flick of his finger, just how powerful was this?

Everyone was in awe. Even though Ling Xian was merely a cultivator of the sixth level, they were full of fear. It was as if they were facing off against a cultivator of the seventh level.

That was especially true for the cultivators who had a grudge against him. When they saw this shocking scene, their hands and feet went cold, and they immediately sent a message to their leader.

The content was only four words: Peace is the most important.

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