Chapter 215 Kill

Chapter 215 Kill
The power of this blow made Yanli and the other two who were watching the battle from afar feel a palpitation in their hearts. They had no doubt that if they were hit by this palm, they would be completely destroyed.

Xiao Ling's blue hair danced wildly in the raging air current, like seaweed in the deep sea swaying with the undercurrent. Facing the fierce palm of Scorpion Cloud that carried the breath of death, Xiao Ling's eyes were as calm as water, without causing a single ripple.

His face was calm, as if he was not facing a fatal attack but a child's play. His posture was relaxed, like a master standing on top of the world, overlooking the ants at his feet.

When the huge palm print, carrying the power to destroy everything, came crashing down like a mountain of death pressing down on his head, Xiao Ling simply raised his hand nonchalantly.

On the palm of his hand, a golden flame quietly blossomed. Its scorching temperature was so high that the surrounding space began to slightly distort.

As Xiao Ling waved his hand, the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame instantly expanded and turned into a light curtain composed of Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame. It was like a barrier forged from the purest golden colored glaze, slowly unfolding in front of him. Mysterious fire patterns flowed on this light curtain, and each fire pattern seemed to contain the power to burn everything.

The moment the green poisonous fog came into contact with the light curtain of the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame, a sharp and piercing "hissing" sound was heard in the air, like countless poisonous snakes hissing in pain.

However, the seemingly powerful poisonous fog was so powerless in front of the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame. It could not erode the light curtain in the slightest. Instead, it was purified the moment it came into contact with the light curtain and turned into wisps of green smoke that dissipated in the air.

On the light curtain, the golden flame swayed gently, emitting a warm glow, enveloping Xiao Ling in a mysterious aura.

Xie Yun's eyes were filled with shock, he couldn't believe that his full-strength sneak attack had no effect on Xiao Ling. His "Ten Thousand Poisons Seal Sky-Breaking Palm" was the result of his years of hard training, and even a Dou Huang powerhouse of the same level would not be able to resist it easily. However, in front of Xiao Ling, it was like a child's trick and was easily broken.

The three alchemists standing beside him felt the suffocating heat wave and instantly recognized the extraordinary fire controlled by Xiao Ling. Yan Li couldn't help but exclaimed: "This, this is a strange fire!"

The fact that Xiao Ling had mastered the strange fire was no longer a secret in the Jia Ma Empire. Yan Li and the other two and Xie Yun had heard about it through some information channels. However, it was the first time for them to witness the power of the strange fire with their own eyes.

"Yes, this is the Strange Fire." Xiao Ling's voice revealed a hint of confidence and calmness, as if everything was under control. "It is a gift to you to be able to see the power of the Strange Fire before your life ends."

Facing Xiao Ling's words, Xie Yun, who was originally slightly dazed due to shock, suddenly felt angry. In his opinion, Xiao Ling's real cultivation level might not be that high, and the reason why he was able to withstand his attack was just because of the power of the strange fire.

A strong feeling of dissatisfaction and anger surged in Xie Yun's heart. He snorted coldly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Ling, don't be complacent. Although the strange fire is powerful, do you think you can easily defeat me with it? Today, I will let you see what real power is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, just as Xie Yun was about to use other means to deal with Xiao Ling, he found himself bound by invisible shackles, unable to move even a finger, and a panic suddenly surged in his heart.

He turned his gaze to Yan Li and the other two, only to see that they were also fixed in place, unable to make any movements. This scene made Xie Yun's heart sink, and a terrible thought came to his mind: "This, this method, could it be that Xiao Ling is not a Dou Huang, but a higher-level Dou Zong?"

At this time, Xiao Ling's voice was calm and indifferent, without a trace of emotion, and reached their ears: "Space blockade."

If someone could observe from the sidelines, they would find that the space around Xie Yun, Yan Li and the other two had been blocked by a mysterious force. Even the light seemed to be distorted, and the air was filled with an oppressive atmosphere. The surrounding scenery began to blur, as if they were isolated by an invisible barrier, isolating them from the outside world.

It was a suffocating blockade, the space itself seemed to become sticky, and every step required great effort. Xie Yun tried to mobilize his fighting spirit, but found that even the flow of fighting spirit was greatly hindered, like struggling in a quagmire.

Fear showed on the faces of Xieyun, Yanli and the other two. They felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, as if they were just birds trapped in a cage. No matter how they flapped their wings, they could not fly out of this invisible cage.

Xiao Ling stood quietly, his blue hair fluttering in the breeze. His right hand was stretched out, his fist clenched, as if he held the power of life and death. Under that calm posture, there was enough power to instantly turn the four people of Xieyun into ashes.

In that sealed and confined space, Xieyun and the other three tried their best to circulate their internal fighting spirit, but the fighting spirit in their bodies did not respond at all, as if they had lost control of their bodies. They struggled like trapped beasts to break free. However, their resistance was like a drop in the ocean, and did not stir up any waves.

In desperation, they tried to make a sound, their lips trembling and slightly opening, but they could not make even a single sound, as if even their voices were firmly imprisoned by these invisible shackles. Realizing this, a sense of panic rose from their hearts, and their whole bodies felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave.

Xiao Ling's eyes swept over the four people, and he could see the fear and despair on their faces. He shook his head gently, with a hint of regret in his tone: "Your demeanor is good, but your strength is a little weak."

Xiao Ling did not have a habit of torturing others, and he did not intend to inflict unnecessary pain on these opponents.

His voice was calm and resolute: "It's time to send you on your way."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ling flicked his fingertips, and four tiny but blazing golden fire lines leaped out from his fingertips, breaking through the blocked space and heading straight for the four people from Scorpion Cloud.

The four people's eyes were filled with fear, and their sights gradually shrank as the fire line approached. The speed of the fire line was so fast that it seemed as if time had frozen, and it touched their bodies in an instant. With a slight "puff" sound, the fire line condensed by the strange fire mercilessly penetrated their chests, destroying the heart veins that maintained their lives.

Then, the eyes of the four people changed from fear to confusion, and finally became empty and lifeless. The light of life was extinguished in their pupils, and their life flames were ruthlessly devoured by the power of the strange fire.

Seeing that the four people had lost their breath of life, Xiao Ling waved his hand lightly, and the blocked space was like a veil being lifted, and it dissipated in an instant.

The four bodies, which were still warm, lost their support and fell weakly with a dull "thump". They hit the ground heavily. Dust rose slightly around the bodies and then slowly settled.

Xiao Ling then released his soul perception, which spread in all directions like an invisible wave. His spiritual tentacles delicately explored the surrounding situation.

After confirming that there was no one else around, Xiao Ling calmly took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from his system space.

As soon as the banner appeared, it exuded a heart-pounding cold aura. Countless twisted soul patterns were painted on the banner, as if imprisoning endless resentment and power.

Glancing in the direction of the four corpses, Xiao Ling muttered to himself, "You guys, stay in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from now on." After he finished speaking, Xiao Ling gently shook the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and the space above the four corpses fluctuated slightly. Four faint soul lights slowly rose from the corpses and were silently absorbed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

These souls circled on the banner and eventually transformed into four even deeper runes.

After storing the souls of the four people into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Xiao Ling flicked his sleeves lightly and took this magical weapon emitting a cold light back into the system space.

Then, he waved his hand lightly, and the storage rings on the four people seemed to be summoned and lightly fell into his palm.

Xiao Ling released his soul power and first immersed it into the storage rings of Yan Li and the other two to investigate.

Most of the things hidden in these rings are low-level medicinal materials and elixirs. Although there are many of them, they are as insignificant as sand to Xiao Ling. As a seventh-grade alchemist, Xiao Ling naturally looks down on these low-level medicinal materials. However, Xiao Ling is still very happy about the free things.

Afterwards, Xiao Ling turned his gaze to Scorpion Cloud's storage ring. This investigation made his eyes light up.

As a powerful member of the Wanxie Sect of the Izumo Empire, Xieyun's wealth is far beyond that of ordinary people.

The ring contains many rare poisons and various elixirs, as well as a low-level earth-grade scroll of poison-attribute fighting skills.

Although these are of no use to Xiao Ling, if they are handed over to the Little Medical Fairy, she can use the characteristics of her poisonous body to absorb the power of the poison and greatly increase her cultivation.

Xiao Ling stroked his chin and said to himself, "If Xian'er receives this gift, she will probably like it, right?" After saying that, a gentle smile unconsciously emerged at the corners of his mouth, as if he could already see the joy on Xiao Yixian's face when she received the gift.

Then, Xiao Ling put the rings into his sleeves. Suddenly, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he caught the subtle fluctuations in the distance, and he whispered to himself, "It seems that they are about to arrive."

At this moment, three streams of light streaked across the sky, like falling stars, rushing from the direction of Jiama Imperial Capital with a rapid and strong breath. They approached at an astonishing speed, and finally stopped beside Xiao Ling, stirring up a circle of dust.

The dust slowly settled, revealing three figures: Jia Xingtian, Fa Ma, and Hai Bodong.

When the three warriors had just stabilized, Hai Bodong spoke first and asked Xiao Ling with concern: "We just sensed a violent fluctuation of fighting spirit outside the imperial capital, so we rushed here quickly. Master Xiao Ling, are you injured?"

Xiao Ling waved his hands gently, looking calm and relaxed, "I'm fine. I've already dealt with those who came to attack me."

Hearing this, the three strong men began to look around, examining the traces of the battlefield.

Hai Bodong looked around. Although there were few signs of fighting, he could still detect some signs of fierce fighting. He then asked Xiao Ling, "Master Xiao Ling, what happened here? The fluctuations just now did not seem to be caused by the three alchemists."

Jia Xingtian also carefully observed the scene and noticed another body besides Yan Li and the other two. He said in a deep voice: "Indeed, this fluctuation is likely caused by this uninvited guest."

As a senior fifth-grade alchemist, Fa Ma's soul perception is extremely sharp. He squatted beside Xie Yun's body, carefully sensing the remaining breath, and said slowly: "According to my observation, this person's strength before his death was at least at the Douhuang level. It is not surprising that he could cause such a strong fluctuation."

Xiao Ling calmly recounted the events: "Not long after Yan Li's three men arrived here, a Dou Huang came. They tried to harm me, but I eventually dealt with them all."

Hearing Xiao Ling's understated description, the corners of the three powerful men's mouths twitched slightly involuntarily.

In their perception, the contest between Dou Huangs can never be decided overnight and is often accompanied by earth-shaking energy fluctuations. In most cases, few people will die in the battle between Dou Huangs.

However, when Xiao Ling talked about this matter, he downplayed it, as if it was just a casual thing.

You know, in the Jia Ma Empire, there are only a handful of Dou Huang powerhouses, and losing one is a huge loss, but Xiao Ling killed them just like that.

Knowing Xiao Ling's true cultivation, Hai Bodong secretly marveled in his heart, "This is the power of Dou Zong, who can easily kill Dou Huang." The thought in his heart burned like a raging fire, "I must speed up the collection of materials for refining Po Zong Dan. If I can get the help of Master Xiao Ling and refine one, it will be my opportunity for a breakthrough."

Without waiting for the three to think any more, Xiao Ling continued, "You might as well check his face to see if he recognizes this uninvited guest." As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, releasing a stream of fighting spirit, and cleverly turned Scorpion Cloud's body over so that its face was facing up, making it easier for the three to identify it.

The three people's eyes fell on Xieyun's face, and they immediately revealed a look of surprise.

Hai Bodong couldn't help but blurt out, "Isn't this man Xie Yun from the Ten Thousand Scorpions Sect? I saw him at the last Powerful Conference held by the Jia Ma Empire and the Izumo Empire. At that time, he was only a Dou Wang. Later, I heard that he broke through to the Dou Huang. I didn't expect that he would die here today, at the hands of Master Xiao Ling."

Jia Xingtian and Fa Ma also looked at each other, obviously they had heard of Xie Yun's identity before.

Then, Jia Xingtian said in a deep voice: "The Wanxie Sect is one of the dominant forces in the Izumo Empire. As a strong man in the sect, the death of Xie Yun will probably cause quite a stir."

Fa Ma frowned and thought, then slowly said, "Although the Izumo Empire and our Gama Empire share a border, we have never had much interaction. Xie Yun sneaked into the Gama Empire this time, intending to take away Yan Li and the other two. There must be a major plot behind this."

(End of this chapter)