Chapter 13487 Faceless Man

Ling Xiao sighed softly and muttered to himself, "Is this the place where the Demon Dragon Clan once lived? This is simply a training ground. The spiritual energy is so thin that it is unbelievable. It is much worse than the village where the Demon Soul Beast lives."

A trace of disappointment and emotion flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his determination and courage. He knew that since he had come here, he could not give up easily. He shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and continued to walk forward.

It was not an easy journey for Ling Xiao. The ground under his feet was bumpy and covered with gravel and thorns, and every step seemed extremely difficult. But he did not stop, but moved forward step by step with his firm will and unyielding spirit.

After walking for about three days, Ling Xiao finally saw a ruin in front of him. The ruin was in tatters, like a witness of time and war, standing quietly in this desolate land, telling of its former glory and present desolation.

A gleam of light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes. He knew that he had finally found his destination. Next, he would look for his own opportunities and answers in these ruins.

The outline of the ruins looks particularly desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun. It used to be a majestic city, but now, the collapsed and dilapidated areas far outweigh the remaining intact buildings, as if time has left the cruelest mark here.

The air was filled with an indescribable stench and smell of death, a mixture of decay, decline and despair that made people frown and want to escape from this ominous place.

However, Ling Xiao did not retreat. He raised his foot and stepped firmly into the ruined city.

The scene inside the city was even more desolate, with all kinds of weeds and vines growing all around, spreading wildly as if fighting for the last bit of life in this forgotten land. These plants were dry and twisted, with leaves covered with dust and dirt, looking particularly listless.

Ling Xiao's spiritual consciousness was like an invisible net, covering his surroundings at all times. He carefully sensed the breath of life under every inch of land and every leaf.

However, to his disappointment, there was no sign of any life around. It seemed like a truly dead place, and not even a tiny insect could be found.

He couldn't help but feel a little worried.

He was able to obtain the inheritance of the ancestor of the Demon Soul Beast because the Demon Soul Beast clan still existed, and their bloodline and power were continued in the inheritance.

However, if the Demon Dragon Clan was really extinct, then the purpose of his trip would be in vain. After all, the precious inheritance of the body-building method often needs to be passed down from generation to generation within the clan in order to be preserved.

Ling Xiao's footsteps echoed in the ruins, and each step seemed particularly heavy.

He looked at this desolate land, with a desire for the unknown and a fear of possible failure in his heart. But he knew that since he had come here, there was no turning back. He had to keep moving forward, even if the final result might be in vain, he had to try his best.

Ling Xiao's heart did not extinguish the fire of hope because of the desolation and despair before him. He knew very well that since he had come to the ruins of the legendary Dragon Kingdom, he could not turn around and leave easily, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain.

So, he took a deep breath, with an unyielding light flashing in his eyes, and directly opened the Tai Chi Eye, which was a magical power that could see through the essence of all things in the world. His eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing through the dust and darkness of the ruins, carefully searching every corner.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. With the help of the Tai Chi Eye, Ling Xiao's perception became extremely sharp. He seemed to be able to hear the secrets that had been buried for years whispering under the ruins, calling him to come and explore.

At a certain moment, he suddenly stopped, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand in the air and drew dozens of holy patterns in a mysterious trajectory. Those holy patterns were like living things, circling and interweaving in the air, and finally gathered into a bright light, illuminating the surroundings.

As the light faded, the collapsed ground began to tremble, and then a black vortex slowly emerged, like a portal to another world. Ling Xiao did not hesitate, his eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, and he jumped directly into the unknown vortex.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a dark underground space. It was pitch black all around, with only the occasional sound of dripping water breaking the dead silence, giving people a creepy feeling.

Ling Xiao raised his hand and waved it. A ball of blazing fire instantly bloomed in the air, like the brightest star in the night sky, sweeping away the surrounding darkness.

However, when he looked around carefully in the light of the fire, he was surprised to find that in the darkness, there was a group of faceless people standing or squatting. They stood there quietly, as if they had merged with the space and become a part of it.

No, to be precise, those faceless people did not have no faces at all, but their faces were blank, without any facial features, as if they were wiped out by some force, leaving only a face as flat as paper. Such a scene made people's hair stand on end and an indescribable fear rose in their hearts.

Even with Ling Xiao's courage, he couldn't help but feel a chill. If it weren't for his strong character, he would have turned around and fled from this strange place long ago.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil. He chose to ignore those faceless people, and they seemed to have no interest in him. The two sides just existed silently without disturbing each other. This made Ling Xiao slightly relieved, and he continued to explore forward carefully.

After passing through a ruin, Ling Xiao came to a dilapidated building. Although the building had been eroded by wind and rain, it still showed its former glory and solemnity.

He pushed open the door and stepped inside. In the dim light, he saw a figure sitting upright on a high seat. It was a man with a bandage on his face, which stretched from his forehead to his chin. Only a pair of deep eyes were exposed, flashing a strange light.

The man was tall, and even when sitting still, he exuded an aura of majesty without even being angry.

"Dead man?" Ling Xiao muttered to himself. He could clearly sense a trace of life in those faceless men, but there was no trace of life in this man. He seemed like an empty shell, or an existence beyond the boundary of life and death.

However, what made Ling Xiao feel even more strange was that although this man seemed to be dead, his eyes were unusually lively, as if he could see through people's hearts. He stared at Ling Xiao with a gaze that penetrated the soul and could not be ignored. (End of this chapter)