Chapter 13572: The Rat Who Hides His Head and Shows His Tail

The moment Ling Xiao stepped out of the majestic Zhaixing Tower, it was as if he had disturbed a hornet's nest. Suddenly, he clearly felt the breaths of countless people like cold chains, locking his position tightly.

These auras are like poisonous snakes hiding in the grass in the dark night, full of dangerous signals.

Of course, he did all this on purpose. Ling Xiao knew very well that in this dangerous world, only by pushing himself to the forefront and becoming the target of public criticism could he protect his family and friends from harassment.

He is like a lonely guardian, silently protecting the most important person in his heart in his own way.

He stood quietly near the gate of Zhaixing Tower, his half-smiley expression seemed to be mocking the peepers hiding in the dark around him. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could penetrate the layers of fog and see through the minds of those hiding in the dark.

This place was restricted by someone, and the restriction was like a silent giant beast, lurking in every inch of space around it. The restriction was different from the formation, but they had similarities.

The formation is arranged based on the holy patterns, just like building blocks according to established rules, and it will not consume the warrior's own energy.

The restrictions are based on the warrior's martial soul. The martial soul is like the warrior's soul imprint, and each warrior's martial soul is unique.

Different martial souls will set up different restrictions. The more powerful the martial soul, the more powerful the restrictions it sets up. The power it contains is like a surging wave, enough to destroy all forces that dare to challenge it.

The restriction in front of him was a huge monster composed of tens of thousands of small restrictions. The oppressive and terrifying aura seemed to be able to condense the air into ice.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures appeared in front of Ling Xiao like ghosts. Their cultivation levels were uneven, and most of them were only at the middle stage of Bao Yuan Realm. In this world, they were like a group of minions.

However, two of them were particularly eye-catching. They were like two sharp blades hidden in the darkness, having reached the high level of Bao Yuan Realm. These two were extremely interesting, as if they were playing a mysterious game, hiding their identities.

Not only did they cover their faces tightly, as if they were afraid of being recognized, they even concealed their own breath with the help of special treasures. It was obvious that they did not want to reveal any information about themselves. They were like ghosts hiding in the darkness, making them unpredictable.

Ling Xiao sneered, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his Tai Chi Eye suddenly opened.

I saw the ancient Yin-Yang diagram slowly emerging in his eyes, as if it contained the most mysterious power in the universe. The Yin-Yang diagram slowly rotated, emitting a powerful and mysterious aura.

This breath spread out in all directions like a substance, and wherever it went, the air seemed to become heavy.

The next moment, under the powerful force of the Tai Chi Eye, the cover of the two men was torn apart like fragile thin paper, leaving them with no power to resist.

"It's shame that the Demon Tower does things in such a secretive way." Ling Xiao raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, his voice full of disdain.

His eyes fell on one of them, a burly fellow, emitting a cold aura, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. Ling Xiao recognized at a glance that this man was the master of the Demon Tower.

The other person seemed extremely strange, his figure was erratic, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. His aura was also intermittent, Ling Xiao tried to use Tai Chi Eyes to discern his identity, but found that he could not see through it for a while.

Although he could easily tear apart the other person's disguise with his Tai Chi Eyes, this person's face was completely unfamiliar to him. This person was like a ghost that suddenly emerged from the darkness. Ling Xiao didn't know where he came from, nor did he know what his ulterior motives were.

But this is normal. After all, Ling Xiao is a leader in the martial arts world. He has made countless enemies on this long road of martial arts. Those who are chasing him are like carp crossing the river, countless.

How could he remember the face of every enemy and understand the origins of every enemy?
“Hmph, I am not from the Demon Tower, so stop talking nonsense. What I despise most is Demon cultivators.” The Demon Tower warrior whose identity was exposed frowned and snorted coldly, trying to cover up his embarrassment and anger with words.

There was a hint of panic in his eyes, but he still pretended to be calm, trying to maintain his dignity in front of Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently, his eyes revealed a hint of coldness, as if he had seen through the other party's disguise and guilty conscience: "It doesn't matter who you are, you will die here today anyway. After you die, everyone will naturally know your identity."

His voice was calm and firm, without the slightest ripple, as if he was stating an established fact. He had foreseen the other party's end, which was an inevitable death.

Upon hearing this, the Demon Tower expert's expression became even more gloomy, with a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes: "Interesting, you actually dare to say such arrogant words, you really don't know your own situation."

His words were full of threats and provocations, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, as if to completely infuriate Ling Xiao. His body leaned forward slightly, holding the long knife tightly in his hand, and the veins on his arms bulged, showing his inner anger and tension.

The moment the voice fell, the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

hum!
Accompanied by a roar, the moment the long sword was unsheathed, a dazzling sword light instantly lit up, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. The sword light flashed with cold light, and it came straight towards Ling Xiao at an extremely fast speed.

Wherever the knife flashed, the air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound, as if cheering for this fatal blow.

This knife was like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night sky. It was extremely fast and was unsheathed in an instant.

It was not only fast, but the sword force was like the end of the world, as if it contained the power to create the world and split the vast world in two. This powerful force caused the surrounding air to tremble violently, and the space seemed to be distorted by this force.

That's right, this is the strength of a high-level master in Bao Yuan Realm. Although he is only at the seventh level of Bao Yuan Realm, which is the lowest level among high-level masters, the strength he shows is still frightening.

The high-level masters in Baoyuan Realm have already achieved perfection in their control over power. They are able to mobilize their own spiritual power in the most exquisite way, condensing it in every move and every style, thereby unleashing terrifying lethality.

Moreover, this person is a demon cultivator. Demon cultivators have many unique features in battle. They are good at using dark magic to erode the opponent's mind, causing them to fall into fear and confusion.