Chapter 13283 I won't lose to him this time

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, then turned to look at Master Qi and the others, and said firmly: "You go and carry out the mission, I will go directly to the fortress!"

Upon hearing this, Master Qi and the others nodded, with a determined look in their eyes. They knew that this mission was of great importance and was related to the safety of the entire Demon Suppression Mansion.

Therefore, they must go all out and not slack off at all.

Under Ling Xiao's gaze, they quietly disappeared into the dense forest, and used special means to restrain their breath, as if they had become a part of the forest, disappearing without a trace.

Those strong men, even if they are at the top of the Soul Clan and possess extraordinary detection abilities, are unable to fully develop their spiritual awareness at all times.

Because this approach consumes too much soul power, even they cannot bear the continuous consumption for a long time.

Every time you deploy your spiritual awareness, you need to carefully control the range and intensity to avoid excessive consumption that would affect subsequent battles and actions.

Therefore, in such an environment, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to discover them quietly.

Every slight movement could alert them and expose their whereabouts. However, the appearance of Ling Xiao provided a glimmer of hope for the actions of Master Qi and others.

He deliberately made noises to distract the other party, allowing Master Qi and others to act more easily and reduce the risk of being discovered.

At this moment, Ling Xiao stood alone in front of the huge and gloomy fortress, his figure looking particularly tall in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He took a deep breath, as if to absorb all his courage and determination into his chest, and then suddenly his tongue burst into spring thunder, and a deafening roar resounded through the sky: "You cowards of the Soul Clan, get out here and die!"

This roar not only shook every inch of the air above the fortress, but also made the entire fortress seem to sway with the rhythm of the sound.

At that moment, Ling Xiao clearly felt that countless powerful spiritual senses were sweeping across his body like searchlights.

Among these spiritual consciousnesses, there are many high-level warriors in the Heavenly Man Realm. Their strength is strong enough to make any ordinary warrior feel terrified.

However, despite their great strength and overwhelming pressure, these high-level Heavenly Realm masters did not seem to intend to act rashly. They knew very well that the cursed land of the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery was full of endless weirdness and danger.

Once they act here, not only will they suffer unknown backlash, but they may also break the delicate balance of this land, thus causing a greater disaster. Such a risk is an unbearable burden even for strong men like them.

In the distance, Bai Sha and others who were marching quietly stopped their light steps involuntarily after hearing Ling Xiao's deafening roar.

The corners of Bai Sha's mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of astonishment and helplessness flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "Oh my god, isn't Brother Ling a little too arrogant? This is simply declaring war on the entire Soul Clan!"

Upon hearing this, Master Qi raised a playful smile. He gently patted Bai Sha's shoulder and said with a smile:
"Haha, this is called domineering! Brother Ling's personality really makes people love and hate him. However, only people like him can carve out a world of their own in this chaotic world."

"Domineering..." Bai Sha repeated these two words, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He thought for a moment, then continued:

"It seems so... Zhang Ruochen had come here alone to challenge the Soul Clan before, but was eventually defeated by Hun Wuxu. I wonder what Brother Ling will do this time... Will he be able to successfully challenge the authority of the Soul Clan, or...?"

Having said that, Bai Sha's voice lowered involuntarily, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.

Although he had great respect for Ling Xiao's strength and courage, facing a behemoth like the Soul Clan, even Ling Xiao might not be able to escape unscathed. He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Ling Xiao would be safe and sound and successfully complete this mission.

The fortress wall seemed to be suddenly touched by an invisible force. In an instant, many figures emerged, filling the originally empty city wall.

Among these figures, some of them were quite familiar to Ling Xiao. Dressed in black, like a ghost in the dark night, Hun Wuxu stood there, his eyes as cold as a knife, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.

Beside him, the soul wearing a mysterious mask stood quietly like an emotionless sculpture, but the dangerous aura emanating from his bones made people dare not underestimate him at all.

In addition, there is the younger sister of the Rakshasa Twins. Her eyes are filled with hatred for Ling Xiao, mixed with a hint of complex emotions, making it difficult to understand.

Of course, in addition to these familiar faces, there were also some strange and fierce soul clan masters. They looked at Ling Xiao with eyes full of greed and hostility, as if they wanted to eat Ling Xiao alive.

Their bodies trembled slightly due to anger, and the stone slabs under their feet even trembled slightly due to their strength. They were ready to rush down the city wall and kill Ling Xiao with their swords, but they were stopped by Hun Wuxu's cold voice.

"What are you all doing? Going to die?" Hun Wuxu's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight that could not be ignored.

He glanced at everyone coldly and continued, "He is the one who can defeat the soul. If any of you think you are stronger than the soul, you can go and try. But don't forget that the fate of the soul is a lesson for you."

Hun Wuxu's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the anger in everyone's hearts. They looked at each other, with a trace of unwillingness and helplessness in their eyes.

Sister Luosha bit her lower lip tightly, and her eyes showed both hatred for Ling Xiao and agreement with Hun Wuxu's words.

She knew that Hun Wuxu was telling the truth. Even Hun Ling was no match for Ling Xiao, so she was naturally no match either. Therefore, she could only suppress her anger and resentment, standing aside silently, waiting for the next change.

The soul's face looked very unhappy. Although he was wearing that mysterious mask, his slightly pursed lips and slightly trembling mouth corners still revealed his inner emotional fluctuations, but these were cleverly concealed by the mask and outsiders had no way of seeing.

"This time, I won't lose to him." The soul's voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, with unquestionable determination.

There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, which was a desire for victory and a deep reluctance to fail last time.