Chapter 12999 Iron God

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about your subordinates. Watching them fall in front of you one by one, you dare not even fart. How can you be worthy of the title of the Jiang family's number one master? I feel disappointed for your subordinates!"

Ling Xiao's words were like sharp blades, cutting into Jiang Zhan's heart again and again.

"Puff!" A heavy gasp accompanied by a splatter of blood, Jiang Zhan's face instantly lost its color. He clenched his teeth, trying to endure the pain, but the gushing of blood was like the venting of his inner anger, which could not be stopped.

The injuries that had been gradually stabilizing seemed to be torn apart by endless anger at this moment, adding insult to injury, making people sigh at the fickleness and cruelty of fate.

"Die!" This roar was not only a declaration of war against Ling Xiao, but also an outburst of the anger and unwillingness that had been pent up in the heart of the old man, also known as the Iron God.

He moved like lightning, with an unyielding will, and rushed towards the enemy who was wantonly trampling on the dignity of the Jiang family with words. There was no fear in his eyes, only determination and firmness, as if he wanted to use his own flesh and blood to save a little face for the Jiang family.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao curled up a cruel grin, which was a mockery of the dying struggle of his prey, and also an absolute confidence in his own strength.

The bloodthirsty knife in his hand seemed to sense the will of its master, and suddenly emitted an even stronger bloody smell. He slashed against the wind, and a blood-red blade light cut through the air, carrying the power to tear everything apart, and came straight towards the Iron God.

However, when the frightening blade light collided with the iron wall-like body of the Iron God General, it only made a dull "clang" sound, like the collision of metal and stone, and sparks flew. The Iron God General's body was not left with even a single scar, and his defense was so strong that it exceeded everyone's imagination.

"Oh my, what a powerful defense." Ling Xiao's praise was mixed with a hint of surprise. The bloodthirsty knife in his hand was a rare treasure, equivalent to the Earth Venerable level. It was sharp enough to easily cut off the flesh of an ordinary strong man, but it seemed so powerless in front of this Iron God General.

This made Ling Xiao have a new understanding of the strength of the Iron God, and also made him full of anticipation and excitement for the upcoming battle.

Seeing this scene, the originally silent air in the hall seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and a complex look appeared on everyone's face at the same time - it was a subtle emotion intertwined with hope and fear, expectation and uneasiness.

Their heartbeats quickened, their eyes fixed on Iron General and Ling Xiao, they prayed silently in their hearts that perhaps this battle-hardened Iron General could really become the hero who put an end to Ling Xiao's arrogance with his indestructible defense.

"Perhaps, the Iron God can really create a miracle and defeat Ling Xiao; perhaps, Ling Xiao's reputation is just a bluff, and he is not as terrible as the legend says." Such thoughts quietly grew in everyone's hearts, like a glimmer of light in the darkness, giving them a faint comfort.

However, reality is always more cruel than fantasy. Just when the little flame of hope that had just ignited in everyone's hearts was about to illuminate the entire hall, it was mercilessly extinguished by a basin of cold water.

The Iron God's body suddenly lost its support, as if all its vitality had been drained away, and it fell to the ground with a bang, without any movement. His eyes were wide open, full of reluctance and astonishment, but he could no longer utter any words.

What was even more shocking was that there was not a single scratch on the Iron God General's body. His body was intact, as if he had simply fallen asleep. However, the gradually fading breath of life ruthlessly revealed a cruel fact - his soul had already left forever on this battlefield.

Ling Xiao stood aside, with a faint mocking smile on his face. He shook his head slightly, as if he was not surprised by the death of Iron God General. "No matter how strong the defense is, if the soul is not guarded, it is just a tree without roots and water without a source." There was a hint of cold philosophy in his words, as if he was warning the world of a cruel truth.

He squatted down, gently stroked the chest of Iron God General with his fingers, closed his eyes, and seemed to be sensing something. After a moment, he slowly stood up, a flash of disappointment on his face. It seems that among the four great God Generals of the Jiang Family, only the Ice God General has the Heart of Water in his body. The Fire God General and the Iron God General do not have it. There is another God General who is not dead, but it is unclear.

Ling Xiao's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the Jiang family members hard. Their already fragile psychological defenses completely collapsed at this moment, and despair surged like a tide, drowning them.

Ling Xiao, like a cold judge, stood there quietly, waiting for the next target to appear. As for the opportunity to increase the strength of the dragon soul, I am afraid I will have to wait for some time.

Ling Xiao flicked his fingertips lightly, and an imperceptible wave of spiritual power swept past. The storage ring on Tie Shenjiang's finger quietly slipped off and fell steadily into his palm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of greed flashed across his face in an instant, and then he clenched his palms lightly, and a strange suction force surged out of his body, as if an invisible giant beast opened its huge mouth and swallowed up all the remaining blood and essence in the Iron God's body.

During this process, Ling Xiao did it smoothly and without any delay, as if such behavior was commonplace for him.

After swallowing it all, Ling Xiao slowly turned around and glanced at everyone in the hall again. His eyes showed both indifference to life and anticipation for what was about to happen.

Inside the hall, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone's faces became even more distorted with fear and anger. Their eyes were filled with indignation at Ling Xiao's brutal behavior, as well as helplessness and despair about their own fate.

"Evil magic! You are indeed a demon!" Jiang Zhan's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of deep hatred and anger. His fists were clenched tightly, and veins bulged, as if he would burst out with amazing power at any time.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised a playful smile. He shook his head slightly, with a hint of joking in his tone: "That's right, I have never denied that I am a demon cultivator. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, what does it matter if I am a demon cultivator? As long as it can make me stronger and become someone that everyone looks up to, then it is the right path."

Jiang Zhan's eyes flashed with determination. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and fear in his heart, and said firmly: "Anyone can kill the demon cultivator! I will report your actions to the Holy Hall and the Demon Suppression House. You are not only the enemy of my Jiang family, but also the public enemy of the entire cultivation world!"

Ling Xiao chuckled, as if he didn't take Jiang Zhan's threat seriously. He looked around and asked calmly, "Is there anyone willing to stand up and stop me? If not, then I will continue my 'work'."