Chapter 13262 All Genius Chapter Returns

Hun Ling naturally knew how terrifying Ling Xiao was. After all, he had experienced it himself. If it weren't for the two Rakshasa demons fighting to the death to protect him, and if Hun Wuxu hadn't arrived in time, he would have probably died at the hands of Ling Xiao.

Recalling that battle, Hun Ling's heart was still filled with fear. He clearly remembered how the elder sister of the Rakshasa Twins bravely stood in front of him and used her delicate body to block Ling Xiao's fatal blow.

At that moment, her eyes were full of determination and fearlessness, as if she was interpreting loyalty and sacrifice with her life. However, despite this, she ultimately failed to escape Ling Xiao's clutches and was ruthlessly killed.

The soul hesitated for a moment, frowning, as if weighing something.

Finally, he couldn't help but speak, with a hint of urgency in his voice: "Brother Wuxu, when will the higher-ups decide to take over Luanmo City? Are we fully prepared?" His eyes flashed with anticipation and anxiety, and he was obviously very concerned about this issue.

Hun Wuxu glanced at Hun Ling calmly when he heard this. His voice was calm and deep, as if it carried the vicissitudes of a thousand years:
"Why rush? Back then, our Soul Clan cooperated with the Holy Hall to defeat the Demon Sect, which took a lot of time. We have to be steady in everything we do and not rush for quick success. The timing is not yet ripe."

His eyes revealed a calmness and confidence, as if everything was under control.

Hun Wuxu's words were like a stream of clear water, slowly extinguishing the fire of impatience in Hun Ling's heart. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He understood that Hun Wuxu, as a wise man of the Soul Clan, must have made a well-thought-out decision. As a leader of the younger generation, he still needed more experience and growth.

Hun Ling nodded, not daring to say anything more. His eyes revealed his awe and belief in Hun Wuxu.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a black robe suddenly appeared beside the soul like a ghost. His steps were light and silent, as if he blended into the night. His face was calm and serious, and his eyes revealed an indescribable depth.

The man bowed slightly and whispered to the soul:
"Young Master, this time, some warriors from the Soul-Suppressing Mansion also quietly came to the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery. Their target is likely to be the kid named Ling Xiao.

From what I have observed, they do not seem to be willing to confront the Demon Suppression House head-on, so they intend to temporarily join forces with our Soul Clan. However, their real target is only Ling Xiao. "

Hearing this, the soul frowned slightly, and a trace of surprise and curiosity flashed in his eyes. He asked softly, "How is the person who came? How strong is he?" Although his voice was soft, it revealed a majesty that could not be ignored.

The man's face became more solemn when he heard this. He said in a deep voice:

"Very strong! Each of the warriors from the Soul-Suppressing Mansion is extremely powerful and is by no means an ordinary person. Especially the strongest one, his aura is as deep as the sea, as if he hides endless power. Although I have not fought with him, judging by his aura alone, even Lord Wuxu may not be able to defeat him easily!"

A faint smile appeared on Hun Wuxu's lips, and his eyes sparkled with interest. "Interesting." His voice was low and magnetic, as if every word contained deep meaning.

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of clouds and mist, and looking towards the end of the distant sky. There, it seemed as if there was something that made him feel emotional.

He whispered, "The Demon Suppression Palace's Lord Long Yingtian is still strong! These guys, even if they act in secret, still fear him and only dare to do some sneaky tricks."

"The Lord of the Demon Suppression Palace - Long Yingtian!" As soon as these four words came out, the air around them seemed to freeze. The faces of several people instantly became solemn, and their eyes flashed with awe and fear.

In their hearts, the name Long Yingtian is like a towering mountain, which people can look up to but is unattainable.

Only the truly powerful can deeply understand the terrifying nature of Long Yingtian. They know that Long Yingtian is not only extremely powerful, but also possesses extraordinary wisdom and unfathomable scheming.

Every subordinate he trained was capable of creating huge waves in the Demon Suppression Mansion, and Cheng Shifei was just the best among them.

Thinking that Cheng Shifei was already terrifying enough in the eyes of the Soul Clan, but was just a subordinate trained by Long Yingtian, the awe in everyone's hearts grew stronger.

They couldn't help but begin to imagine how powerful and majestic Long Yingtian himself was to be able to train so many outstanding disciples that made the entire soul world tremble.

At this time, Hun Wuxu's voice sounded softly, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, with a barely perceptible smile:

"Let's go! Let's go meet those talented warriors from the Soul-Suppressing Mansion. I really want to know who it is that even I may not be able to defeat!"

There was a mixture of curiosity and anticipation in his tone, as if he was welcoming a grand challenge.

After saying this, he turned and left, his steps light but firm, his black robe swaying gently in the wind, like a dark shadow in the night, mysterious and unpredictable.

His back revealed an indescribable confidence and calmness, as if he could handle any enemy with ease.

The soul stopped where it was, his eyes were like torches, looking coldly in the direction of the Demon Suppression Mansion. His eyes revealed a deep hatred, a deep hatred that seemed to engrave Ling Xiao's figure in his heart forever.

He clenched his teeth and spoke in a low and firm voice: "Ling Xiao, I will remember you. I will avenge you for today's grudge." Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of determination and anger.

His fist was clenched tightly, veins bulging, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger and unwillingness in this fist. However, after a moment, he slowly loosened his fist, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that now was not the time for revenge. He had to catch up with Hun Wuxu first and get more information before he could formulate a perfect revenge plan.

So the soul turned around and chased after him at a rapid pace. His steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to be declaring war on his enemy.

His heart was filled with expectations and determination for the future. He believed that one day, he would defeat Ling Xiao with his own hands and avenge his previous humiliation.

……

The atmosphere in the Demon Suppression Mansion was solemn and tense. The crystal screen in front of Wang Zhenshou had been turned off. His face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. His eyes were fixed on the darkness behind the screen, as if he wanted to see through it.

He slowly turned to Zhao Heng who was standing beside him, and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Pass the order, all geniuses must return, especially Ling Bi, she must return to the base immediately." (End of this chapter)