Chapter 12931 Am I going to die?

Uncle Zhang widened his eyes, staring in disbelief at Ling Xiao who suddenly appeared in front of him. He saw that the tip of the long sword in Ling Xiao's hand was still dripping with bright red liquid. That was Uncle Zhang's blood, slowly seeping out from his head that was pierced by the sword.

"I am going to... die?" This was the last wave of consciousness in Uncle Zhang's life, full of unwillingness and astonishment. His eyes were wide open, and his pupils gradually became dilated. All his strength and will retreated like a tide at this moment, leaving only emptiness and darkness.

Then, his head seemed unable to withstand the impact of the internal force and exploded with a loud bang, with blood, flesh and brain matter splattering everywhere. The tragic scene made the surrounding space solidify.

This sudden change made everyone present freeze in place, as if time had stopped at this moment. Their faces were filled with shock, fear, and confusion, and their eyes were shining with disbelief.

Jiang Xiu was even more terrified. She had personally experienced Ling Xiao's strengths and weaknesses, and was well aware of his extraordinary potential. But at this moment, she witnessed Ling Xiao killing a ninth-level martial soul realm expert in such a decisive and astonishing way, and her heart was still filled with shock.

Her hands were shaking, and the same question kept coming back to her mind: What on earth was going on? When did Ling Xiao become so powerful that it was outrageous?
The crowd around them was talking, but they all kept their voices down, fearing to disturb the strange and heavy atmosphere. They were full of doubts and speculations, but no one dared to ask easily.

Uncle Zhang's death was like a heavy hammer that struck everyone's heart hard, forcing them to re-examine the seemingly ordinary yet hidden young man in front of them - Ling Xiao.

"Monster! This is simply a monster!" The warriors' exclamations came one after another, and every word contained shock and horror that was difficult to conceal.

Their eyes were filled with disbelief, as if they had witnessed the most incredible miracle in the world. In front of Ling Xiao's breathtaking strength, all their confidence and pride collapsed in an instant, replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.

"This is definitely an existence beyond common sense!" Someone murmured in a low voice, with indescribable complex emotions in his voice, including awe of Ling Xiao's powerful strength, as well as anger and unwillingness at his own powerlessness.

In the midst of the chaos and shock, an old man slowly stood up. He was dressed in a simple robe, with white hair and beard, but he was vigorous, with wisdom and majesty shining in his eyes.

As a strong man at the peak of the martial soul realm, he is not only the strongest person here except Jiang Taishan, but also the spiritual pillar in everyone's hearts.

The old man took steady steps, and each step seemed to step on the heartstrings of the crowd, causing waves of subtle tremors. His face was extremely serious, and between his brows there was a determination and resoluteness that could not be ignored.

As he moved, the air around him seemed to become heavier.

The old man was seen gently pinching his fingers, each gesture was precise and powerful, as if he was mobilizing the most secret power between heaven and earth.

At the same time, a strong and incomparable Qi surged in his Dantian, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable. This power was the result of his years of hard training, and it was also his greatest reliance in fighting Ling Xiao at this moment.

"Everyone, listen to my command!" The old man's voice was steady and powerful, penetrating the noise of the crowd and reaching everyone's heart. His words were full of unquestionable authority and determination, causing everyone to stop what they were doing and look at him.

"Gather your blood and energy, sink your qi into your dantian, and prepare to attack together!" The old man continued to give orders, and every word hit everyone's heart like a hammer. They knew that this was the old man's last effort and decision to fight against Ling Xiao, the evil existence.

"We must kill Ling Xiao first!" The old man's voice revealed a kind of determination and ruthlessness. It was a deep understanding of Ling Xiao's strength and potential, and also an advance precaution against possible threats in the future.

He knew very well that if Ling Xiao was allowed to grow, his future achievements would definitely surpass Jiang Xiqing and Jiang Xiruo, and he would become someone that none of them could reach. Therefore, they had to seize the opportunity now and go all out to kill Ling Xiao in the cradle.

The old man's voice was like the wind blowing through cracks in the ice on a cold night in deep winter, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill. Every word seemed to be carved from ice edges and fell into the air, stirring up waves of invisible chill.

His face looked particularly gloomy in the dim light, as dark as the sky before an impending storm. There was not a trace of light, only deep worry and sorrow.

He stared ahead, his eyes flashing with complex emotions, including deep doubts about past decisions and helplessness and struggle with the current situation.

Who could have expected that the Jiang family, a family with a long history and that has gone through many ups and downs, could produce three brilliant and extraordinary geniuses, Jiang Xiruo, Jiang Xiqing and Ling Xiao, on this land.

Their appearance is like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating the future of the Jiang family while also revealing the unknown cracks and shadows within the family.

Especially Ling Xiao, this young and mysterious existence. The subtle blood connection between him and Jiang Xiruo and Jiang Xiqing is like an invisible bond that closely connects them.

This made the old man start to doubt whether they had really done something wrong in the past. Were they too hasty to regard this lineage as an alien and even to the point of severing its inheritance?
Recalling the past, the old man felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart. He clearly remembered how many sacrifices the Jiang family had made to express their loyalty and allegiance to the Ji family, including ruthlessly handing over most of the members of this lineage to the Ji family for disposal.

The wails and despair of those tribesmen who were deprived of their lives and freedom still echo in the old man's heart, becoming a pain that he can never erase.

And now, when he saw Jiang Xiruo and Jiang Xiqing, the two only surviving members of the tribe, and the equally talented Ling Xiao beside them, the old man finally realized that perhaps their original decision was wrong, and extremely wrong.

This mistake not only hurt innocent members of the clan, but also likely caused the Jiang family to lose an opportunity to regain its glory.

Thinking of this, the old man felt even more depressed.

If this matter were to spread, sweeping across the entire cultivation world like a violent storm, where would the face and dignity of the Jiang family, a family that was once so glorious and known as a prominent family, be placed?
What an embarrassment and shame that would be, like a snowman under the scorching sun, melting in an instant, with no place to hide. (End of this chapter)