Chapter 13123 Beyond Common Sense

Ling Xiao watched as Xiao Lianzhu's life flame gradually died out, and the grief and anger that surged in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

But he knew that he couldn't fall down, couldn't just give up, because he still had an unfinished mission and a vow that he had to fulfill.

At that moment, Ling Xiao's body seemed to be swept by an invisible storm. He trembled violently all over, and every inch of his muscles was tense to the extreme, as if all the emotions that had been pent up for a long time were about to burst out.

His eyes were red, as if burning with flames, revealing endless pain and anger.

The space around him seemed to be distorted with his emotional fluctuations. Streams of black air surged out of his body like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, raging wildly in the air, covering the sky and the sun, and giving the world an ominous hue.

"Zhu'er..." Ling Xiao's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest part of his heart with difficulty, filled with endless sorrow and despair.

Every warm moment he spent with Xiao Lianzhu flashed quickly through his mind. The laughter, tears, vows and promises all turned into sharp blades, cutting his heart one by one.

"Poor Pearl..." he murmured to himself, his voice full of self-blame and regret.

In his world, Xiao Lianzhu is not only his childhood sweetheart, but also the indispensable light in his life, the person who stands firmly by his side no matter what the weather.

Even though the whole world was indifferent and betrayed him, Zhu'er always believed in him and used her weak shoulders to support him.

An unprecedented grief surged in Ling Xiao's heart. He realized that even though he had found his long-lost mother and aunt and regained the recognition and warmth of his family, all this could not make up for the pain of losing Zhu'er.

Zhu'er, the closest relative who had shared joys and sorrows with him, had left his world forever, leaving behind only endless longing and regret.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into the old man's heart. He looked up suddenly and saw Ling Xiao's figure appearing in front of him like a ghost, with a pair of red eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light.

Ling Xiao didn't say anything more, but just waved his hand violently. A tremendous force instantly gathered into a bloodthirsty sword spirit, which turned into a blood-red blade light like a silk thread, tearing through the air, and slashed towards him fiercely with the momentum of destroying the world.

The blood-red blade light was like a meteor across the sky, carrying with it destructive power, leaving a shocking gully on the top of the mountain. Its momentum was unstoppable, and it headed straight for the old man.

The old man frowned deeply, a solemn look flashed in his eyes. He quickly adjusted his posture, and the dragon-headed cane drew an elegant arc in the air. The dragon ball inlaid on the head of the cane seemed to come alive, emitting a strange light, and collided fiercely with the oncoming sword light.

"Boom!" A deafening sound echoed in the valley like thunder. When the blade came into contact with the strange energy released by the crutch, it instantly shattered into countless tiny pieces like fragile porcelain, flying everywhere. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood and burning.

However, this was only the beginning of the battle. Ling Xiao's figure was like a ghost, and in the moment when the blade light shattered, he had already bullied himself in front of the old man, his eyes flashing with determination and coldness.

The Soul of the God-Slaying Sword, the legendary peerless divine weapon that could slay gods and demons, had quietly appeared in his palm at some point, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the old man's throat, chilling and heart-pounding.

The old man's expression suddenly changed. He knew the power of this sword very well and did not dare to be careless. Almost instinctively, he raised his hand and the dragon-headed cane turned into a solid barrier, steadily blocking the sudden and thunderous attack of the God-Slaying Sword Soul.

When the two came into contact, there was a sharp sound of metal clashing, sparks flew, and it seemed as if even the space was shaking at this moment.

But the battle is far from over. The tension and depression in the air indicate that a more intense confrontation is about to come.

The thick earth dragon soul that was originally hovering in the sky suddenly showed its power. Its huge body swooped down with the momentum of destroying the world. Its claws covered with hard scales were as heavy as mountains and smashed heavily on the old man.

The old man was caught off guard. Faced with this sudden attack, he had no time to react and could only grit his teeth and resist.

There was a loud "boom" and the entire mountain range seemed to tremble. Under the tremendous force of the dragon soul, the old man's figure was smashed into the mountain range, stirring up a cloud of dust that covered the sky and the sun.

"Die!" Ling Xiao's voice was low and resolute. Every word seemed to come from the underworld, carrying an irresistible breath of death.

In his eyes, black flames burned fiercely. It was the ultimate concentration of anger and murderous intent, which seemed to be able to devour all light and vitality.

As this power surged, the shadow of the demon behind him became more hideous and terrifying. Its body expanded to cover the sky and the sun, releasing a terrifying and heart-pounding pressure.

At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have merged with the devil and became the most terrifying killing machine in the world.

As he moved, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind dark cracks, which proved that his speed exceeded the limit. When his figure appeared again, he was already close to the old man, and his speed was unbelievable.

"Swish!" A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and Ling Xiao's attack cut through the sky like lightning. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed inch by inch, as if even time was frozen by this force.

The old man only felt a breath of death coming towards him, which made him involuntarily develop a strong sense of crisis, a fear that surged from the depths of his soul.

"What kind of monster are you..." The old man's voice trembled with disbelief. He widened his eyes and looked at the opponent in front of him who looked young but possessed such terrifying power.

As a powerful warrior at the third level of Tianhe Realm, he should have been able to roam freely in this world, but at this moment, he felt unprecedented pressure and powerlessness.

His heart was filled with shock and astonishment, even mixed with a hint of indescribable fear. He had never seen such a strange and powerful enemy, especially when he learned that the other party was only in the Divine Transformation Realm, the shock reached its peak.

Although the rumors outside were wrong, overestimating Ling Xiao's strength to the Shenpo Realm, but even if he was at the Shenbian Realm, the fact that he could contend with a Tianhe Realm triple powerhouse to this extent was enough to show how extraordinary and terrifying Ling Xiao was.

The old man looked at Ling Xiao, his eyes full of disbelief and deep confusion. He muttered to himself, his voice trembling with disbelief:
"You...you are obviously at such a low level, only at the level of divine transformation, so why is your combat power so strong, beyond common sense? What...what is going on?"

(End of this chapter)