Chapter 12737 Give Another 1 Million

Chapter 12737 Give Another Million
"True Martial Soul Realm!"

Seeing Ling Bi's move, the faces of the people around him all changed drastically and they exclaimed in surprise.

In the world of warriors, reaching the Martial Soul Realm is already a very remarkable achievement, but if one does not condense a Martial Soul, it can only be called a "pseudo Martial Soul Realm". And those who can condense a Martial Soul like Ling Bi have truly reached the True Martial Soul Realm, and their strength far exceeds that of ordinary warriors.

Ling Bi's martial soul is a pure sword martial soul. When she completely releases the sword martial soul, the whole space seems to be shrouded by a sharp sword intent. This sword intent is powerful and overbearing, as if it can tear apart all obstacles.

"With Ling Bi here, these people are nothing but a bunch of ants." Meng Haoqing said coldly, his eyes full of disdain. Wei Wei also nodded, her eyes flashing with excitement, as if she couldn't wait to see Ling Bi's killing spree.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly. He didn't say anything, but his eyes showed his trust and admiration for Ling Bi. He knew that with Ling Bi here, there was no suspense in this battle.

Despair, like a heavy darkness, instantly enveloped the hearts of Bai Lian and others. They originally thought that as long as Ou Shao came out of seclusion, the situation could be reversed. After all, Ou Shao was also a leader in the Holy Son Association, and his strength reached the seventh level of the Primordial Realm.

However, the shocking fact before them made them realize that even Ou Shao, facing this powerful man who had already entered the Martial Soul Realm, was no match for him and had no chance of winning.

The martial soul realm is a qualitative leap for a warrior. It means that the warrior has been able to condense his own martial soul and his strength has greatly increased. And the strong man in front of him has even reached the true martial soul realm, which means that his martial soul has been condensed quite perfectly and is extremely powerful.

Bai Lian and the others looked at Ling Bi, who was emitting a terrifying aura beside Ling Xiao, and felt powerless. They originally thought that they could win by relying on their numerical advantage, but now it seems that this is simply a foolish dream.

Wang Heng was stunned, and the shock in his heart was beyond words. He was dissatisfied with Ling Xiao for embarrassing him before, but now it seems that this is simply the greatest luck in his life.

If Ling Xiao really wanted to kill him, it probably wouldn't even take him a blink of an eye, as there is such a terrifying existence by Ling Xiao's side.

At this moment, Wang Heng's heart was trembling, as if an invisible force was tightly strangling his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe. He deeply realized how naive and ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

In this world full of powerful people, he is just an insignificant existence.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give you the money!" Bai Lian suddenly screamed, her voice full of fear and despair. She looked at the imposing woman holding a long sword beside Ling Xiao, and an indescribable fear surged in her heart.

She had no doubt that if that woman really took action, she and the more than 1,000 members of the Saint's Society behind her would not be spared. After all, she was someone close to Ling Xiao, and her strength was far beyond her imagination.

"Abi!" Ling Xiao spoke calmly, without a trace of emotion in his voice. Hearing this, Ling Bi immediately put away the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy on the tip of the sword dissipated.

At this moment, Bai Lian and others felt an indescribable sense of oppression, as if the whole world was under Ling Xiao's control.

Ling Xiao swept his eyes over the crowd and continued, "There are a total of 1,036 of you here. I don't want more from each of you. Just hand over 100,000 mid-grade spirit stones. That's it for today. Otherwise, you don't have to go back."

Although his voice was calm, the threat in it was self-evident.

Du Lin's face turned even uglier when he heard this. He looked at Ling Xiao and gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you kill us all?" There was a hint of reluctance and anger in his voice, but more of it was fear.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, his smile full of ridicule and contempt. He said lightly: "You can try."

This sentence was like a thunder, exploding in Du Lin's heart. He trembled, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He knew that he was no match for Ling Xiao, not to mention that there was a strong man like Ling Bi watching him closely. He didn't dare to have any thoughts of resistance and could only hand over the spirit stone obediently to protect himself.

Du Lin stood in the crowd, feeling mixed emotions and an indescribable sense of humiliation welling up in his heart.

He thought to himself, give it a try? Become an enemy of Ling Xiao and his companions? He was not stupid, he did not want to risk his life to test the other party's bottom line.

Ling Bi's sword strike just now had already made him see what true terrifying strength was. The sword energy was so sharp that it seemed to be able to tear apart all obstacles. He had no doubt that if he really took action, he would probably not be able to withstand even one move.

Although he felt unwilling and aggrieved, Du Lin understood that he had to bow his head in today's situation.

Although there were only four people on the opposite side, each of them exuded a frightening aura. The overwhelming sense of strength made him dare not even think of resisting. If he did not hand over the spirit stone, the consequence would be like Red Crow and Zhang Luan, dying tragically on the spot.

In desperation, Du Lin could only order all members of the Holy Sons to hand over the Spirit Stones. These Spirit Stones were undoubtedly a huge fortune for them, but at this moment, they had to reluctantly give them up in order to survive.

Ling Xiao was delighted as he looked at the piles of sparkling mid-grade spirit stones in his hands.

He knew very well that compared to killing people, these spirit stones could make him feel more satisfied and excited. These spirit stones added up to more than 100 million, which was undoubtedly a huge fortune for him.

He couldn't help but imagine using these spirit stones to practice, purchase treasures, and improve his strength, and his heart was filled with anticipation and excitement.

"Goodbye!" Ling Xiao smiled and turned away. His back was long in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if telling a legend. Ling Bi, Meng Haoqing and Wei Wei followed closely behind him, leaving this land filled with blood and anger.

The people of the Holy Son Society looked at their departing backs, their hearts filled with helplessness and unwillingness. They knew that they had completely lost the battle today. And those four people had become their eternal nightmare and shadow.

However, just as Ling Xiao took a few steps and prepared to leave this place of trouble, the fourth dean suddenly appeared. He was wearing a dark blue robe with fluttering sleeves, looking solemn and majestic.

He looked at Ling Xiao deeply, then sighed, as if he felt helpless and a little bit reproachful about what Ling Xiao had done.

"You are such a troublemaker, kid." The fourth dean's voice was filled with vicissitudes and helplessness. "You just came to the upper house and you killed two of my disciples in succession... How can I explain this to the other disciples and elders?"