Chapter 13602: I underestimated this kid

When Chongtian saw that Ling Xiao had killed a high-level Baoyuan Realm warrior with the force of thunder in an instant, he couldn't help but gasp. The sound was clearly audible in the silent water prison.

As Ling Xiao's senior brother, he has always been confident in Ling Xiao's strength and thought he had already fully understood Ling Xiao's potential. However, the scene before him was still far beyond his wildest imagination.

He opened his mouth slightly and muttered to himself, "This kid's strength is so terrifying. It seems that I have greatly underestimated him."

"Kill!" At the same time, Chongxuan had completely lost his patience. He was suspended in the air, his internal energy surging like boiling magma, his robes rustling, like an angry demon god awakened from ancient times.

There was a crazy murderous intent burning in his eyes, and that murderous intent was like a materialized flame that could burn everything to ashes.

He stared at Ling Xiao intently, with only one thought in his eyes: If Ling Xiao is not killed today, when Ling Xiao grows up and becomes fully grown, it will be a disaster for the Demon Tower. Since he has completely forged a mortal enemy with this terrifying genius, he must not be merciful and must let him die here to prevent future troubles.

In an instant, Ling Xiao's situation took a sharp turn for the worse and became increasingly difficult. He was alone, but had to face the fierce siege of Chongxuan, Mozhi, Baomo, and Shumo. Each of these four people was a high-level Baoyuan Realm expert with a great reputation and powerful strength that was terrifying.

They formed a fan shape and surrounded Ling Xiao tightly in the middle. Everyone's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent, as if they were hungry wolves staring at prey caught in a trap, wishing to tear Ling Xiao into pieces in an instant.

Ling Xiao stood in the center of the encirclement, his expression as solemn as the sky before a storm, he knew that he was in a dead end. However, there was no fear or retreat in his eyes, instead, there was a firm light like a rock, that light seemed to announce to everyone: even in the face of a desperate situation, he would never give in.

“Chongxuan, I have no intention of being an enemy of Molou, but you insist on killing my junior brother, so I have no choice but to fight you!” At this critical moment of life and death, Chongtian rose from the ground like a towering mountain and strode out of the water prison.

His figure was tall and straight, emitting a powerful and steady aura, as if he could withstand any storm.

As for Zhang Ruochen and the others, he had already entrusted them to Chongruo's care. Chongruo was also a loyal and reliable disciple in the Demon Tower. Chongtian had seen Chongruo's character and strength over the years, and he believed that Chongruo would be able to lead Zhang Ruochen and the others out of this dangerous place safely.

If everything goes well, after an incense stick of time, they will be able to successfully escape from the Demon Tower. At that time, Ling Xiao will be able to escape safely and stay away from this crisis.

When Chongxuan saw Chongtian appear, his already angry emotion was instantly ignited, like an unstoppable volcanic eruption.

The muscles on his face twisted violently with anger, becoming hideous and terrifying. He pointed his finger at Chongtian and shouted loudly, "Chongtian, as a member of the Demon Tower, you actually turned your elbow outward and helped outsiders. Are you trying to rebel?"

His voice was like a thunderclap, echoing in this space filled with a murderous aura, carrying with it endless anger and unquestionable majesty, as if it was going to shatter the sky directly.

“Hmph! Chongxuan, stop talking nonsense here!” Chongtian snorted with disdain, his voice full of contempt for Chongxuan, “Although you are the owner of the Demon Tower, the Demon Tower has never been a place where you can dominate the world with one hand. In my eyes, Ling Xiao has always been the most outstanding genius in my Demon Tower and the hope for its future. If you want to kill him, I will never agree!”

Although Chongtian's words were fierce, he did not take the initiative to attack. He knew very well that Chongxuan's strength was unfathomable, and if he attacked rashly, the outcome would be unpredictable. The purpose of his appearance was only to delay Chongxuan, and he must not let Chongxuan join the battle to attack Lingxiao.

Because he knew in his heart that once Chongxuan made a move, Ling Xiao would surely die in his current state. He did not want to completely break with the Demon Tower, after all, the Demon Tower contained his many years of memories and countless fellow disciples who had fought side by side with him.

But he simply couldn't watch Ling Xiao die, so in this dilemma, he could only resort to this last resort, hoping to buy precious time for Ling Xiao and help him escape from danger.

Zhongxuan's eyes were like a hawk locking onto its prey, staring at Zhongtian sharply and fiercely, with turbulent waves surging in his eyes. He instantly understood Zhongtian's intentions. Zhongtian showed up at this moment, no doubt to hold him back, so that Lingxiao could have a chance to survive.

Chongxuan weighed the pros and cons in his heart. Based on his understanding of Chongtian, the two were equally strong. Once they fought, it would be a fierce and protracted battle. Even if he could win by chance, he would be seriously injured and end up with a miserable victory.

By then, his seriously injured body would be unable to continue, and the Demon Tower would also be seriously damaged by this internal conflict. On this continent, all forces were secretly watching, waiting for the Demon Tower to reveal a flaw. Once such a thing happened, it would undoubtedly become a laughing stock and a lamb to be slaughtered in the eyes of all forces.

As the owner of the Demon Tower, Chongxuan has been in control of the Demon Tower for many years. He is resolute and arrogant. Under his leadership, the Demon Tower has gained a great reputation on this continent, but it has also made many enemies. If you are not careful, you may fall into a desperate situation from which there is no return.

If we rashly fight to the death with Chongtian at this moment, it will undoubtedly push the Demon Tower into a deeper abyss, which is really not worth the loss.

Thinking of this, Zhongxuan clenched his teeth, his cheeks bulged slightly due to the force, and the muscles on his face twitched violently with anger and unwillingness.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the rage burning in his heart. He slowly looked away, his face as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm, so dark that it seemed as if water could drip out of them, and turned to look at the battlefield.

The battlefield was in chaos, with various magic lights shining against each other, making the sky colorful yet strange. Shouts and explosions were heard one after another, like a symphony of death.

The two mysterious men exuded a powerful and frightening aura, like demons descended from ancient times. In the battle with the demons and shadows, they were agile, like dancing ghosts, but extremely fierce, and every move and every style carried the power to destroy the world.

A thick black evil aura surrounded the Demonic Evil, like a materialized black fog. The weapon in his hand was swung, and the wind was whistling. Every attack carried the power to split mountains and rocks, trying to tear the opponent apart in an instant. The Demonic Shadow was elusive, like a black lightning, shuttling back and forth in the void, looking for the opponent's flaws. Once he found an opportunity, he would attack as swiftly as a cheetah pouncing on its prey.