Chapter 13500 Star Reaching Tower

However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared strangely, as if he had merged into the void. When he reappeared, he was quietly standing behind the young man, the bloodthirsty knife in his hand flashing with cold light, like the scythe of the god of death, slashing down mercilessly.

"puff!"

With a crisp sound, the young man's left arm fell off, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his collar red. He widened his eyes in horror and retreated hundreds of meters, leaving deep footprints with every step, his eyes full of disbelief and horror.

terrible!

The young man secretly exclaimed in his heart. He never expected that Ling Xiao was obviously the last one to strike back, but both the speed and power were far beyond his imagination. At this moment, he finally realized that their organization's previous assessment of Ling Xiao was too superficial and they underestimated this seemingly young opponent.

Too underestimated!

"I didn't want to kill you, but since you attacked me, you can't blame me!" Ling Xiao's voice was low and cold, like a chill wind from the underworld, which instantly made the young master feel a chill running straight into his heart.

The young master's face turned pale in an instant, and he subconsciously shouted: "You are going to let your helpers take action again, don't think I'm afraid!" There was a slight tremor in his voice, and it was obvious that he was trying to remain calm.

Ling Xiao smiled gently, but there was no warmth in that smile, "There is no need to deal with you yet." His voice was calm and confident, as if he was stating an indisputable fact.

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao flashed and appeared in front of the nobleman like a ghost. The bloodthirsty knife drew a bright cold light in the air and slashed through the nobleman's body again. This time, it was not the arm, but the fragile throat.

The young master's eyes instantly widened, and he stood there in a daze, subconsciously covering his neck with both hands, blood gushing out from between his fingers. His eyes were full of disbelief, as if he was questioning the world, why he would die here, at the hands of this seemingly young opponent.

He seemed to be regretting that he had attacked Ling Xiao, which led to the irreversible result. His eyes revealed deep despair and unwillingness, and his body slowly fell to the ground. The fire of life was completely extinguished at this moment.

Unfortunately, when he realized this, it was too late. The dead cannot be resurrected, this is an iron law that no one can violate. People only have one life, once it is gone, it is gone, no matter how glorious and invincible it was, it will eventually turn into dust.

"How boring!" Ling Xiao shook his head lightly, with a bit of helplessness and disdain in his tone. He guessed that this noble young man should be a genius from a big power, but unfortunately, in the cultivation world where geniuses are everywhere, geniuses are all second-rate stuff in his eyes.

He, Ling Xiao, has already surpassed that level. It is almost impossible for the younger generation to pose a threat to him.

He squatted down and carefully looked at the young master's body, then reached out and took the storage ring from his finger. The storage ring was flickering with light, as if it still retained the young master's breath when he was alive. Ling Xiao gently touched it, and the restrictions on the storage ring were unlocked, revealing the contents.

Unfortunately, there was only a strange little sword and some spirit stones in the storage ring. The little sword was only about an inch long, emitting a faint blue light, and there were some complex runes engraved on the sword, which was obviously not used for fighting.

Ling Xiao frowned, feeling doubtful, but then he thought that perhaps this sword had some special function, but he just didn't know it yet.

However, he did not think much about it and threw the nobleman's storage ring aside. As for the spirit stones, he naturally kept them for his own use. With a light wave, the spirit stones turned into a stream of light and flew into his storage bag.

After doing all this, Ling Xiao disappeared again, as if he had never appeared. Only the cold corpse and the storage rings scattered on the ground were left, quietly telling everything that had just happened.

In this way, he marched across the vast land with firm steps, while calmly and decisively dealing with those who blocked his way. Every move he made was clean and neat, without the slightest drag.

By the time he finally arrived at the majestic and magnificent confines of the Zhaixing Tower, the number of lives he had taken had accumulated to hundreds, and each life was silently telling of his determination and strength.

Most of the people he killed were strong men in the Condensation Realm and Baoyuan Realm. For enemies in the Condensation Realm, he could easily deal with them with his own strength;

As for those more powerful Baoyuan realm masters, he needs the help of Liezu, Wenzu or Lieyong to assist in killing them. Even so, the whole process is still easy and effortless for him, as if he is performing a gorgeous performance.

He knew very well that if he had not been forced to restrain himself in order to avoid being besieged, he might have killed more people, and the bodies he left behind would have been enough to pave the road leading to the Star Picking Tower. However, despite his reservations, when he finally stood in front of the Star Picking Tower, he still had his breakthrough.

From the peak of the Wuhun Realm, he was promoted to the Tongtian Realm in one fell swoop. That was his second time to enter this realm.

Compared with the first time he was promoted, this time he was more proficient in understanding the laws of heaven, as if those obscure laws of heaven had become clear in his mind. He truly understood the meaning of Tongtian Realm.

Penetrating heaven and earth, he now truly felt the power of the vast and boundless Heavenly River. It was a great power that seemed to be able to penetrate heaven and earth and connect the past and the present, and it made him feel unprecedented shock and awe.

This time, it was no longer his first time coming into contact with this power. Instead, he was able to master this power more skillfully, as if the power of the Tianhe River had become a part of his body and he could use it at will.

The scope of the Star-Picking Tower is indeed extremely large. I have heard before that its area is equivalent to a dozen times the size of the Demon-Suppressing Palaces, enough to accommodate countless creatures to reproduce and thrive in it.

However, surprisingly, the headquarters of Zhaixing Tower did not occupy the entire range, but was confined to an area as big as the Demon Suppression Mansion. It could even be said that it was a city, a unique city.

The special thing about this city is that it is a huge building as a whole, covering a vast area and towering into the clouds. It is estimated to be tens of thousands of miles high. It seems like a monument between heaven and earth, standing there, witnessing the glory and vicissitudes of the Zhaixing Tower.

Each floor of the pavilion is covered with complex runes and patterns, shining with mysterious light, making people feel awe. (End of this chapter)