Chapter 13429 Death of the High Priest

"With your strength, why did you offend my father, forcing me to take action! And forcing us father and daughter to separate!" Tongtong's voice was extremely cold.

The high priest stared at Tongtong intently, his eyes full of doubt and anger, as if he wanted to see through her. "Who are you? Who are you?" His voice was trembling, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Tongtong shook her head gently, and her expression became more indifferent. "I've already told you that I'm Daddy's good daughter. Why don't you believe such a simple thing?" There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, as if she found the high priest's persistence a little funny.

The high priest's face became even more ferocious when he heard this, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. "You are kidding me!" He roared, and his voice echoed in the air, as if to tear the world apart.

Tongtong smiled, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain in her smile. "Whether I was teasing you or not, it doesn't matter now." Her voice was calm and firm, as if she had made the final decision, "I'm leaving, and you, too, should die."

The moment the voice fell, Tongtong's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if she had merged into the world. However, just when everyone thought she had left, her figure suddenly appeared in the same place, holding a shriveled head in her hand!

The head belonged to the high priest. His eyes were still wide open, and his face was full of fear and unwillingness.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to fall into a dead silence. Everyone was shocked by this scene, and even their breathing became extremely heavy. Tongtong stood there, her figure seemed particularly lonely and powerful in the afterglow of the sunset, as if the whole world was trembling under her feet.

Everyone in the field was stunned, as if time had frozen at this moment. Their eyes were focused on the place where Tongtong and the high priest had stood, and their hearts were filled with incredible shock.

"Killed instantly?" A faint voice sounded in the crowd, with a bit of astonishment and disbelief. Yes, the high priest who was once high and mighty, actually fell in Tongtong's hands without any resistance. How could this not shock people?
Ling Xiao was also stunned in the spot, his eyes fixed on Tongtong, with mixed feelings in his heart. Such a powerful high priest was killed instantly by Tongtong, which made him both surprised and a little melancholy.

He knew very well that if he was not so weak, Tongtong would not have to do it himself, let alone be involved in this bloody killing.

"After all, I am still too weak." Ling Xiao sighed secretly in his heart, his eyes revealing a kind of firmness and determination, as if at this moment, he has a clearer understanding of his own path of cultivation.

In the sky, Tongtong glanced at the head in her hand, and a trace of disgust and disdain flashed in her eyes. She seemed to feel a little disgusted by such killing, so she threw the head away without hesitation.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the head instantly turned into dust in the air and drifted away with the wind, as if it had never existed.

After finishing all this, Tongtong turned her gaze to Lingxiao. She floated lightly to Lingxiao's side, her soft little hands gently resting on Lingxiao's shoulders, her eyes flashing with tenderness and reluctance.

"Daddy, you must come to see Tongtong." Tongtong's voice was gentle and firm, as if she was making an eternal promise. She gently kissed Lingxiao on the forehead, and the kiss was filled with endless tenderness and attachment.

"Goodbye, Daddy." Tongtong said, and her figure gradually became blurred, and finally turned into a bright light and disappeared into the sky. Only Lingxiao was left standing there, looking in the direction where Tongtong disappeared, his heart filled with complex emotions and endless longing.

"Sure!" Ling Xiao's voice was firm and powerful, as if he was making an unshakable promise to Tongtong and himself.

However, he felt extremely heavy-hearted. Looking at Tongtong's gradually disappearing figure, which turned into wind and sand and drifted away, his heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness and reluctance.

How he wished he had enough power to protect Tongtong and change everything, but the reality made it impossible for him to do anything.

"Tongtong..." Ling Xiao called out in a low voice, with a hint of trembling and sadness in his voice. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, as if he wanted to absorb all the powerlessness and anger into them.

The desire for strength became stronger in his heart. He understood that only by having stronger power could he protect the people he cared about and change this cruel fate.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to swallow the whole world, madly devouring the energy diffused in the void.

The energy was like a trickle, gathering into a river, pouring into his body, nourishing his martial soul and meridians. His aura was constantly rising, as if it was about to break through the sky and reach a whole new height.

"Martial Soul Realm Fourth Level!" With a low shout, his realm broke through again, and his strength increased greatly. But this was far from enough, what he needed was even stronger power!
"Fifth level of Martial Soul Realm!" His aura surged again, as if he wanted to bring the entire world under his control.

"Sixth level of Wuhun Realm!" His eyes sparkled with bright light, like two shining stars, illuminating this dark world.

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"Seventh level of the Martial Soul Realm!" Finally, after consuming the energy essence of the High Priest, the Second High Priest, the Fourth High Priest, and many powerful members of the Holy Hall Alliance, Ling Xiao's realm was finally promoted to the seventh level of the Martial Soul Realm. At this moment, he seemed to be reborn, and his strength had made a qualitative leap.

This also means that his combat power is equivalent to that of the peak of the Condensation Realm, and among the peak of the Condensation Realm, he is also considered to be in the first tier. An unprecedented sense of pride and confidence surged in his heart, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet.

However, behind this pride and confidence lies his deep longing and reluctance for Tongtong.

He knew that he still had a long way to go and many challenges to face, but he believed that as long as he had enough strength, he would be able to find Tongtong and protect her forever.

But he still clearly felt deep in his heart that he was not yet a real opponent of the chief priest. Even if he tried his best, he could only fight with the second and fourth chief priests at best. This gap in strength made him feel a sense of urgency and helplessness.

"It's not enough!" Ling Xiao growled in his heart, with a hint of unwillingness and determination in his voice.

He knew very well that in this world where the strong are respected, being too weak meant that when faced with a disaster, one would always be helpless and have to watch everything happen. Even if one was extremely intelligent, he would still be defeated by a simple slap from others. (End of this chapter)