Chapter 13058 Seeking Death

Chapter 13058 Seeking Death
"Just you? Your mother Jiang Xiruo couldn't get any advantage from me, what can you, a mere boy of the seventh level of the Martial Soul Realm, do?" Ji Haisheng's voice was full of confidence and arrogance, as if in his eyes, Ling Xiao was just an insignificant ant.

Ji Haisheng's evaluation was not groundless. Ling Xiao had indeed just undergone a transformation. He had swallowed up Ji Tianyan's blood and energy essence, and his cultivation had made rapid progress, breaking through to the seventh level of the Martial Soul Realm in one fell swoop.

However, this realm still seems insignificant in front of a Tianhe realm powerhouse like Ji Haisheng. Ji Haisheng not only belongs to the same Tianhe realm as Ji Tianyan, but his cultivation is deeper and his strength is stronger. The gap between the two is like a chasm that is difficult to cross.

"Really? Your son Ji Tianyan said something similar to me not long ago with the same confidence and arrogance."

Ling Xiao's tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was stating a fact that was irrelevant to him, but his deep eyes flickered with complex emotions. Was it helplessness, indignation, or a subtle determination?

Although his tone was light, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Ji Haisheng's heart hard, making him think of the son who once made him proud, but now has turned into a handful of earth.

Ling Xiao had mixed feelings. He knew very well that with his own strength, it was undoubtedly a fantasy to defeat Ji Haisheng head-on, but this did not stop him from standing here, defending his mother in his own way and fighting against this unfair fate.

His eyes were firm, as if to say that even though he knew he would die, he wanted to let this old thief see his indomitable spirit and courage.

"This kid is simply courting his own death!" Huang Xiangu, who was watching the fight from the side, snorted coldly, her eyes full of disdain and contempt. In her opinion, Ling Xiao's behavior was tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg, overestimating one's own capabilities.

"Whether he is seeking death or not is not important now." Huang Hai shook his head lightly, with a bit of helplessness and relief in his tone, "Once a strong man like Ji Haisheng takes action, we will be like ants and will be powerless to intervene. Let's just watch the show at ease. At least this battle is exciting enough."

Huang Hai's words revealed an attitude of detachment. He seemed to have seen through the outcome of this battle, and was well aware of how insignificant and powerless he and his people were in front of such a strong man. His words were light, but like a stream of fresh air in the cold wind, it made people feel sober in the tense atmosphere.

However, at this moment, Ji Haisheng's voice sounded like thunder, with unquestionable majesty and murderous intent: "Boy, I give you face, right? How dare you provoke me like this? Today, in front of your mother, I will let you taste what despair is!"

Before he finished speaking, he moved and appeared in front of Ling Xiao like a ghost. He raised his hand and a powerful spiritual power gathered into a palm, which came towards Ling Xiao with a devastating momentum.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on this palm, waiting for the upcoming shocking collision.

This palm condensed the essence of Ji Haisheng's lifelong cultivation. Its might was so strong that it seemed as if the sky was upside down and the universe was turned upside down. In the entire Demon Suppression Mansion, there were only a handful of people who could compete with it. Wherever the palm wind passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving shocking cracks, demonstrating the terrifying power of this attack.

Facing this palm that could shake the mountains and rivers, Ling Xiao did not flinch or show any fear. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the power between heaven and earth into his body, and held the Black Sky Sword tightly with both hands. Black air lingered above the sword, as if the devil dragon in the abyss was about to wake up, releasing a terrifying breath that made people's heart palpitate.

As demon cultivators, the relationship between Ling Xiao and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword has long surpassed that of a simple user and used. They are more like partners with a mutual understanding and blood connection.

Therefore, when Ling Xiao activated this sword, the power it displayed was far beyond what others could imagine. The sword flashed, as if it could cut through the void and went straight to Ji Haisheng's palm wind.

However, despite Ling Xiao's full efforts, the gap in strength was ultimately difficult to make up. Although the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword was powerful, it still seemed powerless under Ji Haisheng's terrifying palm.

When the sword energy met the palm wind, a dazzling light burst out in an instant, accompanied by a deafening roar. The sword energy was shattered and turned into starlight that dissipated in the air.

However, unexpectedly, Ji Haisheng's attack did not completely gain the upper hand. While shattering Ling Xiao's sword energy, his palm wind as heavy as a mountain seemed to be offset by an invisible force and instantly dissipated into nothingness. This scene shocked everyone present, and they all cast unbelievable glances at him.

Ji Haisheng looked at the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in Ling Xiao's hand, and a hint of greed and excitement flashed in his eyes. He laughed loudly, his voice full of pride and arrogance:

"Good! Good, good, good! It really is worthy of being the legendary treasure! The power of this Demon Lord Black Sky Sword is far beyond my imagination. You, a mere Martial Spirit Realm kid, can actually use its power to block my attack. It really opens my eyes. If I can get this sword, who in the entire Demon Suppression Mansion can be my opponent?"

His laughter echoed across the battlefield, full of intense greed. However, Ling Xiao just looked at him coldly, without the slightest hesitation or fear in his eyes.

Ji Haisheng's eyes flashed with greed, a frenzy of endless pursuit of power.

He waved his hand casually, and the space seemed to be torn apart. A huge tripod appeared out of thin air, suspended in the air, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura. This huge tripod was not only his powerful weapon, but also the embodiment of his martial spirit power. The two merged into one, forming a magical power that was unrivaled in the world.

The giant cauldron slowly rotated, and it seemed to be connected to an endless abyss. Waves of burning air gushed out from it, turning into bright and terrifying flames. These flames were different from ordinary fires. They carried destructive power, as if they could burn all matter and souls in the world, returning everything to nothingness.

"Son!" Jiang Xiruo's voice was filled with fear and despair that could not be concealed. She watched helplessly as the flames that could devour everything approached Ling Xiao, her heart filled with helplessness and pain. She knew very well how terrifying this flame was, and with Ling Xiao's current strength, he could not resist it at all.

At the same time, Jin Yan also made a surprising move.

As if he sensed Ling Xiao's danger, he soared into the air without hesitation, turning into a stream of golden light and rushing straight towards the raging flames. His eyes flashed with determination, as if he wanted to fight for a glimmer of life for Ling Xiao in his own way.