Chapter 13804 The Devil’s Dharma Image is Howling

What made Dugu Sheng even more frightened was that Ling Xiao had been hiding such a terrifying trump card when fighting with him, and his strength was unfathomable.

He couldn't help but think to himself, "This guy... is still holding back? From the beginning of this battle, I'm afraid I underestimated his strength. Where will the next battle go?"

That's Shen Ling!

In this land of cultivation, his name is well-known. He once defeated all the heroes in the battle of the Star Ranking and knocked down the top warrior. He became famous in one battle. His reputation shocked all quarters and became an insurmountable mountain in the hearts of countless practitioners.

In everyone's perception, Shen Ling is synonymous with being powerful and invincible. His strength is unfathomable, and every time he attacks, he carries a destructive aura, as if all things in the world can only bow down in front of him.

However, at this moment, Shen Ling was like a broken doll. Under the powerful combined attack of Ling Xiao and the ancestor's clone, he had no power to fight back. In a flash, he was ruthlessly killed, and his life was suddenly extinguished like a candle in the wind.

Ling Xiao and the Ancestral Avatar's actions were like a bolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's hearts. All the practitioners present, whether they were rookies or veterans, were stunned by the shocking scene before their eyes.

Their eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief, their mouths were wide open, but no sound came out, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Some people even rubbed their eyes subconsciously, thinking they were dreaming, but the pungent smell of blood in the air and Shen Ling's gradually cooling body cruelly reminded them that all this was real.

"This is fucking outrageous!" Someone in the crowd broke the silence first, exclaiming with a trembling voice. The voice was filled with endless shock and fear, as if questioning how such a terrifying power could exist in this world.

While everyone was still immersed in shock, Ling Xiao did not stop at all. He slowly raised his hands, and a strange black vortex appeared in his palms. There were faint stars twinkling in the vortex, as if connected to the endless universe.

"Swallow!" Ling Xiao shouted in a low voice. Although the voice was not loud, it echoed in everyone's ears like a huge bell. With this order, wisps of golden energy essence slowly floated out from Shen Ling's body. It was the crystallization of the power condensed by Shen Ling's lifelong practice. Now it rushed towards the vortex in Ling Xiao's palm like a moth to a flame.

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the energy essence was continuously devoured by Ling Xiao, and his body began to radiate a more dazzling light, as if a newborn sun was gradually blooming with all its brilliance.

The next second, Ling Xiao's aura suddenly changed. His already extremely powerful aura increased exponentially. Around his body, the spiritual energy rolled like a raging tsunami. The sand and stones on the ground were swept up by this powerful spiritual energy and spun wildly in the air.

The peak of Tianhe Realm!
Ling Xiao successfully devoured Shen Ling's energy essence, and his realm broke through again, reaching the peak of Tianhe Realm in one fell swoop.

Now, with the help of the power of the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation, he has the strength to crush the peak of the Star Realm. Although he is only crushing ordinary peak of the Star Realm, the aura emanating from his body is many times more terrifying than before. It is a sense of oppression that makes people tremble from the depths of their souls.

After Ling Xiao's breakthrough, the entire venue fell into a dead silence. Everyone seemed to be cast under a spell, staring blankly at Ling Xiao, the young man who looked as terrifying as a demon.

He just stood there quietly, emitting a chilling aura all around him, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth and become the master of this space.

At this moment, an even more shocking scene occurred.

The terrifying demon god's Dharma image behind Ling Xiao seemed to be summoned by some powerful force and began to expand. The Dharma image, which was only a few feet tall, grew to dozens of feet in the blink of an eye. Its huge body blocked out the sky and the shadow it cast covered the entire battlefield.

The demon god let out a deafening roar, which was filled with endless majesty and murderous intent, as if it wanted to destroy everything in the world.

Then, a pair of blood-red wings slowly grew out from behind the demon god's back. The wings were covered in blood, and each feather was clearly visible. Each feather looked like it was made from the sharpest blade, emitting an icy light, as if it had emerged from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, bathed in blood, carrying endless resentment and destructive power.

Seeing this, the faces of the strong men in the Holy Hall turned pale instantly. They retreated subconsciously, their steps were flustered, and some even almost fell to the ground.

Their faces were full of vigilance, their eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao, especially the increasingly terrifying demon god behind him, their eyes were full of fear. They knew very well that Ling Xiao was no longer the same as before, if they rashly went forward, they would undoubtedly seek their own death.

Dugu Sheng stood in the distance, holding the black long sword in his hand even tighter, his knuckles turned white due to excessive force, and veins on the back of his hand bulged. He stared at Ling Xiao intently, with a complex look in his eyes, including shock, fear, and a hint of unwillingness.

He clearly felt an unprecedented huge pressure, a pressure that was enough to crush him instantly. At this moment, he deeply realized that the gap between him and Ling Xiao was perhaps much greater than he had imagined. From the very beginning of this battle, he was doomed to fail.

But as a strong man, the pride in his bones does not allow him to retreat easily. Even if there is an abyss ahead, he will hold the knife tightly in his hand and fight with all his strength.

Just when everyone in the audience was shocked by Ling Xiao's terrifying breakthrough and fell into deathly silence, Ling Xiao slowly turned his neck, his eyes as sharp as torches, like two materialized black lightning bolts, instantly locking onto Dugu Sheng in the distance.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining an extremely cold arc, and then he gently pointed at Dugu Sheng through the air. His voice seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, carrying endless chill and murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Kill him!"

In an instant!
The demon god's image behind Ling Xiao, which had already covered the sky and the sun, seemed to have received the most direct battle orders. The demon flames around it suddenly surged several feet high. The blazing demon flames were like fire snakes with bared fangs and claws, surging wildly.

The demon god let out a deafening roar, and the sound waves rolled like invisible shells, rushing madly in all directions, causing visible ripples in the surrounding air.

Then, it kicked its feet hard, and the ground instantly cracked into huge spider-web-like cracks. The entire statue was like a giant cannonball that was fired, wrapped in rolling black clouds, and rushed towards Dugu Sheng.