#13652 - Grasp

Ling Xiao's figure paused slightly, and his brow furrowed instantly. He knew very well the danger of his current situation. While his doppelganger was a great reliance, its abilities were also limited.

After these days of fighting and testing, he was very clear that the doppelganger could only steadily block the full attacks of two high-level experts in the Embracing Yuan Realm.

If the attackers were stronger, or there were more of them, then the doppelganger simply could not withstand the opponent's offensive. Once the defense line was breached, what awaited him would be a catastrophe.

The situation was urgent, and he couldn't afford the slightest hesitation or delay. Therefore, Ling Xiao's muscles instantly tensed, and he quickened his pace, each step firm and powerful, bringing a slight gust of wind.

The Demon Treasure Pavilion was magnificent in appearance, with only five floors in total. Ling Xiao's eyes quickly scanned every corner, but when he came to the fifth floor, he was greatly disappointed. The entire area was empty, and he didn't find any trace of treasure.

There were neither artifacts emitting mysterious light nor strange objects hiding powerful energy, as if the entire fifth floor had been looted clean before.

"Quick! My secondary clone is in that painting!" Just as Ling Xiao was feeling lost, the urgent voice of the Demon Spirit King suddenly sounded in the Demon Needle Space. This voice was like a flash of light, guiding Ling Xiao at this moment.

Ling Xiao quickly calmed down, his eyes sharp, and he looked in the direction indicated by the Demon Spirit King. He saw a seemingly ordinary painting hanging on the wall.

This painting did not emit a strange light, and there were no signs of any restrictions around it, as if it was just a casually placed decoration.

But Ling Xiao knew that this painting was definitely not simple. His figure flashed, he approached the painting, and with a gentle roll of his hand, the painting instantly fell into his hands.

After succeeding, Ling Xiao didn't dare to delay for a moment and quickly left the Demon Treasure Pavilion. He looked at the already seriously injured doppelganger, and with heartache, he waved his hand and took it back.

Then, he hurriedly took out the Mist Concealment Cloak and wrapped it around himself. The surrounding air seemed to twist slightly, and his figure instantly disappeared into the invisible.

However, Ling Xiao was not in a hurry to escape from this place. He knew the characteristics of the Mist Concealment Cloak very well. If he stayed still in place, the cloak's concealment effect would be better, and it could shield his aura to the greatest extent.

Once he started walking, even if the movements were light, the changes in the airflow generated during the movement would inevitably leak a trace of aura.

If he was noticed by those wolf-like experts outside, then all the previous concealment and preparation would be in vain. For the sake of caution, he chose to stay still in place, every pore tightly closed, like a stone without life.

Just as Ling Xiao was hiding, Zhong Xuan and others chased after the direction of the aura and rushed into the Demon Treasure Pavilion like a gust of wind.

The scene presented before them made everyone furious. Most of the treasures that were originally neatly arranged and shining in the Demon Treasure Pavilion had disappeared.

You should know that the treasures in this Demon Tower were very rare and precious. Even though many treasures had been collected by these experts in advance, the remaining treasures in the Demon Treasure Pavilion were still rare items.

Now, the entire Demon Treasure Pavilion was looted, like an emptied treasure house, leaving only empty shelves and some broken traces.

Zhong Xuan's face, which had always been calm, was now flushed red, and his teeth were gnashing. He was not someone who was easily angered, but at this moment, he only felt a fire burning in his heart, almost engulfing his entire being.

Extremely angry, he roared loudly at the empty Demon Treasure Pavilion: "Ling Xiao—! I will kill you!" The voice was like a rolling thunder, echoing in the Demon Treasure Pavilion, as if to shake Ling Xiao out of his hiding place and cut him into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart.

In the dim Demon Tower hall, a strong aura permeated and lingered, and the oppressive atmosphere made everyone's nerves tense.

Mo Sha frowned, his eyes full of suspicion and incomprehension, and raised his voice loudly: "Is it really Ling Xiao who did it? Can a small opponent like him have such shocking abilities? Judging from the strength he showed before, it is not enough to stir up such a big storm.

Besides, wasn't it Ling Xiao who fought fiercely with us just now? He fought so hard with us at that time, his vitality must have been greatly damaged, so how could he have the extra energy and ability to do such an amazing thing?"

As Mo Sha spoke, he stroked the messy beard on his chin vigorously, his brows knitted into a dead knot.

"Humph!" Mo Ying snorted coldly from the side, his face full of certainty and disdain.

He folded his arms, his eyes gloomy, and said: "Although I don't know how he did it, who else could it be but him! Only he has the courage and motivation to oppose us in this area. I forgot, he may also have helpers.

Maybe he has a powerful force hidden behind him, secretly planning and providing support for him, so that he can have such an amazing move."

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and the veins on his thick arms bulged.

Standing on the high platform, Zhong Xuan's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, as if water could drip from it.

His eyes revealed endless anger and unwillingness, and he roared in a low and majestic voice: "Check, he shouldn't be far away, be sure to catch him. No matter the cost, dig three feet into the ground to find him.

He dares to cause trouble in our Demon Tower's territory, so provoking our authority, we must not let him go easily." As he spoke, the magic power on his body surged unconsciously, distorting the surrounding air a bit.

"Yes!" A group of Demon Generals responded in unison, their voices shaking the entire hall. Their eyes were filled with awe and determination, as if they would go through fire and water to complete the task assigned by Zhong Xuan.

After receiving the order, Mo Zhi immediately took action, like an angry beast. He quickly summoned all the Demon Soldiers in the Demon Tower. These Demon Soldiers were of various shapes, some tall as mountains, some short as monkeys, but each of them looked fierce and murderous.

Standing on the high platform, Mo Zhi shouted loudly to the group of Demon Soldiers below: "Search carefully, don't let go of any corner, even a stone, turn it over and see, be sure to find that kid Ling Xiao."

After speaking, he waved his big hand, and the entire Demon Tower was like a disturbed ant nest. The Demon Soldiers were dispatched one after another, and began to search for Ling Xiao's whereabouts inside and outside the Demon Tower.

Some Demon Soldiers turned into black shadows, quickly shuttling on the roof; some Demon Soldiers bent over and searched carefully in every bush and every hidden corner; and some Demon Soldiers used magic to search for Ling Xiao's aura in the air.