Chapter 13465: Ancestor of the Demonic Soul Beast

Ling Xiao slowly stretched out his right hand and gently plucked a hair from his head. The hair sparkled with a faint golden luster in the sunlight, as if it contained some mysterious power.

Ling Xiao stared at the hair, with a hint of determination and coldness in his eyes.

He opened his mouth slightly and blew gently at the hair. The hair suddenly expanded in the air and instantly turned into 100,000 monkey heads. They tumbled and jumped in the air, like a golden ocean, filling the entire space.

These 100,000 monkey heads have different shapes and strengths. Some of them are shining with golden light, with a strong aura, like the arrival of the god of war, and their strength is comparable to Ling Xiao's body; some are slightly dim, but even so, they have half of Ling Xiao's strength and should not be underestimated.

They whizzed through the air, and every punch and kick carried a devastating force that instantly crushed the surrounding skeletons.

When released all at once, they not only completely crushed the skeletons in terms of numbers, but also formed an overwhelming advantage in strength.

Those skeletons that were originally still resurrecting were instantly shattered under the fierce attack of these one hundred thousand monkey heads and could no longer form an effective resistance.

All this, however, hardly consumed any energy for Ling Xiao. Seeing this, he couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile, and began to use this opportunity to recuperate and recover the physical strength and energy consumed in the previous battle.

But in about a quarter of an hour, although those monkey heads had consumed a lot in the battle, their number was still large enough to continue to crush those skeletons. And those skeletons, even if they could be resurrected, could not be fully recovered in a short time.

They became scattered and could no longer form the scale and threat they once had.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with determination. He took a deep breath, gripped the sword in his hand tightly, and rushed forward like lightning.

His speed was so fast that it seemed to have surpassed the constraints of space. Every time he swung his sword, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind, and he killed the skeletons in front of him one by one. Behind him, the monkey heads followed closely, continuing to clear obstacles for him.

About an hour later, Ling Xiao's pace finally slowed down, and he seemed to have reached the end of this strange space.

The scene before him made him slightly stunned. There stood a huge statue, which was exactly the same as the statue of the Demon Soul Beast wearing a golden collar he had encountered before, but it was much larger, about ten thousand times the size of the Demon Soul Beast statue outside. It was like a towering mountain, standing in front of him, exuding a heart-pounding oppression.

The surface of the statue is as smooth as a mirror, and every inch is carved so lifelike that it seems as if there really is a demon soul beast sleeping inside it.

Ling Xiao observed carefully and found that there was not a single trace of a skeleton within ten thousand meters around the statue. Apparently, this was because of some special aura emitted by the statue itself, which made the skeletons dare not approach.

Ling Xiao thought to himself that this statue might be the key to his trip. So, he took a deep breath, put away the 100,000 monkey heads, and slowly walked towards the statue.

Each step seemed extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a burden of ten thousand pounds, but his eyes were extremely firm, and he did not show any intention of retreating.

At this moment, the Demon Soul Beast statue suddenly moved. Its eyes suddenly opened, and two golden lights, like real lightning, blasted towards Ling Xiao. The golden light contained endless majesty and power, as if it wanted to completely destroy Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was startled by the sudden attack. He quickly mobilized all his strength, gripped the sword tightly with both hands, and formed a solid defense.

However, surprisingly, the golden light like lightning did not cause any substantial damage to him after it came into contact with his defense.

The golden light seemed to just wander around him and then returned to the statue's eyes.

Ling Xiao felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. This golden light did not seem to be coming to attack him, but more like it was trying to spy on his secrets. A flash of enlightenment flashed through his mind. Perhaps this statue had some special ability that could sense his inner thoughts and strength.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's mood gradually calmed down. He stared at the huge statue, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

The statue towers into the clouds, its eyes as deep as the abyss, looking down indifferently at Ling Xiao below.

Its voice echoed in the empty space, carrying with it endless majesty and coldness: "I don't understand, you are not of my Demon Soul Beast bloodline, how can you come here! This is the holy land of my Demon Soul Beast clan, how can we allow outsiders to trample on it?"

Ling Xiao raised his head slightly, facing the oppressive gaze of the statue, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

He spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible pride in his voice: "Although I am not of the bloodline of the Demon Soul Beast, I am the descendant of the Demon Soul King who created the Demon Soul Beast clan. The Demon Soul King once used his supreme wisdom and power to endow our world with endless vitality and possibilities. As his descendant, why can't I come here to explore his footprints and feel his power?"

When the statue heard this, it seemed as if some taboo was touched. Its eyes suddenly widened and a tremendous rage surged out of its body.

Its voice became deafening, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart. "How dare you! The Demon Soul King is the creator of our Demon Soul Beast. How can you, an ant like you, desecrate his glory and majesty? You dare to call yourself the descendant of the Demon Soul King. It is simply the greatest insult to the Demon Soul King!"

As the statue roared, a powerful pressure suddenly rolled down from its body, like a mountain torrent, unstoppable. This pressure contained endless demonic energy and murderous intent, as if it wanted to completely destroy Ling Xiao.

However, facing this pressure that was enough to make most creatures tremble, Ling Xiao appeared unusually calm and resolute. He took a deep breath, mobilized the source power in his body to the extreme, formed a solid barrier, and indifferently resisted the pressure of the statue.

There was an unyielding light in Ling Xiao's eyes. He knew very well that although the statue had an extremely powerful aura, it seemed that it only wanted to test his determination and strength through pressure, and had no intention of killing him directly.

As long as he can withstand this pressure, he should be safe.

In this space shrouded by the statue's pressure, Ling Xiao stood tall like a solitary peak. His figure seemed particularly small under the pressure, but his indomitable will seemed to be able to shake the heavens and the earth.

Under the tremendous pressure, Ling Xiao's legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and even standing was extremely difficult. His whole body was shaking violently, and sweat was running down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground, making a subtle but firm sound.