Chapter 13224 Encountering the Soul Clan
Chapter 13224 Encountering the Soul Clan
"It's really worth the trip. Even if I can't get the Demonic Fruit, just practicing in this black swamp will be of great benefit to me." Ling Xiao's heart was filled with an indescribable joy. He took a deep breath, feeling the surge and flow of power in his body. This gain far exceeded his initial expectations.
Thinking back, it was Long Yingtian's words that made him determined to step into this dangerous Demon Cemetery. At this moment, Ling Xiao's heart was filled with gratitude to Long Yingtian. If not, how could he have obtained such a precious opportunity and growth in such a desperate place?
Soon, while continuing to devour the demonic power, he moved forward cautiously, and finally arrived in front of the legendary Demonic Fruit Tree.
The demon fruit tree in front of him was lush and leafy, with a thick trunk, like an ancient demon god, standing quietly in the black swamp. On the tree, five dark and shiny fruits were clearly visible, emitting a faint light, but covered by a layer of strange black fog, making the light obscure and mysterious.
However, although the Demon Yuan Fruit looks so tempting, the smell it exudes is not pleasant. It is an indescribable stench, as if mixed with countless disgusting smells that make people want to vomit. It is like the mixed smell of rotten eggs and rotting corpses, which makes people feel scared.
Ling Xiao's movements were smooth and decisive, as if every swing contained some kind of rhythm between heaven and earth. With a light wave of his hand, five magic fruits emitting a faint black light were pulled away from the treetops as if by an invisible force, and turned into a stream of light, falling steadily into an exquisite jade box in his palm.
This jade box may look ordinary, but it faintly exudes an aura that isolates heaven and earth and seals off all things. It is obviously a rare treasure and is perfect for storing such a rare magic fruit.
This time, he did not want the Demonic Fruit Tree, and a hint of wisdom and determination flashed in his eyes.
In a dangerous place like the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery, the Demon Yuan Fruit Tree might be able to provide him with an endless supply of Demon Yuan Fruit, but once he leaves here, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and it may even bring unnecessary trouble.
After all, a man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure. Ling Xiao knows this truth better than anyone else.
Ling Xiao had just collected the fruits and was about to go deeper into the Black Swamp to explore possible opportunities. Suddenly, a deafening noise broke the silence around him.
boom!
The sound was like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth, and also like the roar of an ancient monster, shaking every inch of the air, and even the ground beneath Ling Xiao's feet began to tremble slightly.
Then, a terrifying energy wave swept in from afar, like a violent storm, carrying destructive power, instantly sweeping the surrounding grass, trees, and debris into it, turning it into chaos.
Ling Xiao's brows knitted together instantly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that in this cemetery of ten thousand demons, any abnormal movement could mean a huge crisis. Without the slightest hesitation, he flashed like a black lightning, rushing towards the direction where the sound came from.
As soon as he got outside, Ling Xiao's sight was fixed on a scene not far away. He saw Bai Sha fighting fiercely with another person. The hot man exuded a cold murderous aura, and every attack was like a cold wind that froze everything, which made people palpitate.
The battle between the two has reached a fever pitch. Every collision is accompanied by roars and overflowing energy, as if it is going to tear the world apart.
"What's going on?" Ling Xiao turned his gaze away from the two people fighting fiercely and turned to Hua Shan, with a tone of anxiety and confusion. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, trying to get an answer from Hua Shan.
Hua Shan's face was solemn, and her eyes were fixed on the battlefield, as if every inch of the air was filled with tension and crisis.
She spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice: "The Soul Clan! And they are the Soul Clan's combat soul warriors. They are better at using soul power to strengthen their bodies, making their close combat capabilities reach an astonishing level."
Hearing this, Ling Xiao cast his gaze back to the battlefield, carefully observing the movements of the soul warrior. He saw that every time he punched and kicked, his soul power surged, as if even the air was torn apart by his powerful force, making bursts of explosions.
Although Bai Sha was quite powerful, he was obviously overwhelmed by the opponent's fierce attack. His movements revealed a hint of fatigue and effort. It was obvious that his injuries affected his fighting ability.
"Why don't you help?" Ling Xiao frowned, with a bit of dissatisfaction and doubt in his tone. He knew very well that in this dangerous Ten Thousand Demon Cemetery, any slight disturbance could lead to a fatal crisis, not to mention the life-and-death battle in front of him.
Hua Shan shook her head slightly, her eyes still fixed on the battlefield, her voice firm and calm: "No need to help, this is a one-on-one battle. The Soul Clan has always been proud of fighting. They respect the strong and the rules of battle. We can't let the other side look down on us, so we should not interfere in a one-on-one battle."
Ling Xiao frowned even more tightly when he heard this, and a feeling of displeasure welled up in his heart. He tilted his head slightly, looked at Hua Shan with deep eyes, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
There were some things he didn't say, but he was quite disdainful in his heart. In his opinion, this was not a martial arts competition, but a life-and-death contest. In a life-and-death battlefield, what was the point of a one-on-one fight? This was simply ridiculous, making people feel ridiculous and helpless.
Bang!
A deafening roar, like thunder, exploded in the empty battlefield. At this moment, the soul warrior was like an awakened beast, punching with overwhelming force, fiercely hitting the folding fan in Bai Sha's hand.
The folding fan was originally Bai Sha's personal belonging, light and nimble, but at this moment, it seemed to bear a thousand pounds of weight and made a crisp breaking sound.
boom!
With this loud noise, the ground beneath their feet seemed unable to withstand the impact of this force and directly broke apart. Cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, dust flew, and gravel splashed. At the same time, the two figures retreated at the same time, like two gusts of wind, cutting through the dull air.
However, in this retreat, there was an obvious gap. Bai Sha's figure seemed to be more staggering, and every step seemed to exhaust all his strength. There was even blood slowly flowing out of the corner of his mouth, dripping on the dust, which was particularly dazzling. It was obvious that he had suffered some losses in the previous confrontation and was seriously injured.
"Substitution?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and his tone was filled with concern and anxiety.












