Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul-Chapter 458 - Thousand Jun Heavy Stick_1

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458: Chapter 458 Thousand Jun Heavy Stick_1

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The spikes beneath the ground kept attacking relentlessly.

For a moment, within the massive prison of numerous bars, Ling Xiao found himself without a foothold; as soon as he neared the ground, terrifying spikes would shoot out from the earth.

This must undoubtedly be the power of the Iron Pine Martial Soul; it seemed a bit tricky.

“Hmph, I need to take back my previous words.

I thought you could provide me with some entertainment, but now it seems you’re nothing special after all.

I might have overestimated you.

With your little strength, daring to oppose Meng Yuan, you’re simply courting death!”

Iron Pine snorted coldly, releasing even more True Essence, causing the spikes on the ground to appear not singly but in twos and threes, and even four at a time.

Several bloody marks had already appeared on Ling Xiao’s body.

Though none of these wounds were severe.

However, in the continuous slaughter games over several days, this was the first time he had been injured.

Martial Artists of the Transcendent Realm Seventh Layer were indeed much more powerful than the rest.

But…

“You said you overestimated me?

How interesting!”

Ling Xiao snorted coldly and, instead of dodging, plunged straight towards the ground.

“Hahaha, you little fool, are you seeking death?

Is this you giving up?

That’s fine by me.

With your strength, it’s utterly impossible for you to challenge me.”

Iron Pine burst into maniacal laughter.

He had not anticipated that Ling Xiao would choose such a foolish decision, to clash head-on with his spikes.

Thump, thump, thump…

A succession of seven or eight spikes pierced into Ling Xiao’s body.

“It’s really boring, you’re dying so quickly!”

Iron Pine looked down at Ling Xiao standing on the ground, somewhat disinterested.

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He couldn’t understand how someone with Ling Xiao’s strength could possibly kill a Martial Artist of the Transcendent Realm Sixth Layer—something just didn’t add up.

“It is quite boring because your performance has been such a letdown.”

Suddenly, Ling Xiao’s voice rang out once again.

“Not right, aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

Iron Pine looked at Ling Xiao in astonishment; only then did he realize that it wasn’t Ling Xiao who the spikes had hit, but rather a layer of viscous liquid surrounding Ling Xiao’s body.

Snow Lotus Sword Technique: Fusion with Water!

This move was even more effective for defense than it was for attack.

“Good, very good!

I didn’t expect that you, at the early stage of the Transcendent Realm Fifth Layer, could actually withstand my spike attack.

You’re lucky but also unlucky because the power that comes next will undoubtedly be more than you can bear.

The fight is about to end.”

Iron Pine’s expression quickly regained its calm, no, perhaps there was a hint of excitement within that calm.

Because he truly wanted Ling Xiao to witness his Martial Spirit’s ultimate move before dying.

It was a one-hit-kill that combined Martial Skills with the power of the Martial Soul.

He believed Ling Xiao would definitely not be able to dodge it.

He dropped his defenses.

It seemed that in order to attack Ling Xiao with all his might, he still couldn’t maintain a defensive stance.

The instant he dropped his defenses, the staff in his hand suddenly became immensely large.

At the same time, Iron Pine’s body also grew larger, appearing more like a giant from the forest.

Wielding the enormous staff, a dull sound akin to thunder roared from his mouth.

“Thousand-weight cudgel: Earth-splitting!”

As the sound echoed, the vast staff that blocked out the sky descended from above.

At that moment, Ling Xiao felt an immense threat.

“No choice left, I must retrieve the Array Refining Stone now, otherwise, I’m really going to die!”

He sighed in resignation, understanding that he couldn’t evade or block this strike with his current condition; it would undoubtedly be fatal.

So, he had to release the restraints.

Boom!

Just at the moment the Array Refining Stone was pulled into the Mountain and River World by Ling Xiao, a powerful aura pierced through the heavens.

The terrifying True Essence storm even blasted the towering trees around it into dust.

Tie Shan looked at the boy in surprise, finding it hard to believe that this kid not only refrained from summoning his Martial Soul but had also sealed most of his True Essence and could still battle with him to such an extent?

Human or demon?

Could it be true, as the rumors said, that this guy actually wasn’t human at all, but some sort of demon being?

However, whether you are human or demon, you’re going to die!

Tie Shan was full of confidence in his killer move; he simply didn’t believe that Ling Xiao could withstand his terrifying strike.

The gigantic Thousand-weight cudgel came crashing down.

Yet Ling Xiao seemed quite relaxed, his face—a mixture of delicate and naïve childlike features—even showed a slight smile.

“Sorry, Brother Tie, I was just teasing you just now.

As you said, this battle should come to an end.

You have made your strongest attack, and I have achieved my objective!”

As he spoke, a huge phantom emerged behind Ling Xiao.

It was a humanoid fire monster.

A mutated Martial Soul, taken from Hei Suo.

Ling Xiao had named it the “Death Dark Flame Martial Soul”.

Admittedly, it wasn’t the true Death Dark Flame Martial Soul, for Ling Xiao had yet to obtain the actual Death Dark Flame.

However, the Demonflame Celestial was someone he was bound to defeat, and the Death Dark Flame that the Demonflame Celestial possessed was something he would get his hands on sooner or later.

By then, the Death Dark Flame Martial Soul would truly live up to its name.

Therefore, starting with this name wasn’t inappropriate at all.

The huge fire monster extended its arm, burning with fierce dark flames, and, following Ling Xiao’s movement, reached out for the Thousand-weight cudgel in mid-air.

Bang!

Flames scattered and danced about!

A fierce wind suddenly rose!

The entire massive rock completely shattered in the collision.

The fire monster’s Sky-covering Big Hand grabbed the overwhelming Thousand-weight cudgel, and both parties were stuck in a deadlock.

Ferocious beasts within a hundred-meter radius scurried away, clearly understanding the terror of these two individuals.

Staying here would only get them involved, ultimately leaving them with no place for their corpses.

“Fool, my Thousand-weight cudgel is not something you can just block!”

Under a ferocious expression, Tie Shan let out a roar like thunder.

“Oh, is that so?”

Ling Xiao simply smiled faintly, and then, extending his right hand, he gave a light snap with his fingers.

“Boom!”

In an instant, flames surged along the long stick straight towards Tie Shan.

Tie Shan’s massive body was enveloped in scorching flames.

Thousand-weight cudgel lost control and plummeted to the ground, creating a huge, elongated pit.

“No—!”

A scream of agony issued from Tie Shan’s mouth as he felt an unprecedented terror.

This was desperation!

A kind of despair he had never experienced before!

He had thought he could kill Ling Xiao, but in the end, he didn’t even have a chance to escape.

“Take!”

Ling Xiao commanded as he lifted his hand, forcibly extracting Tie Shan’s Martial Soul from the man’s body and entering it into the Mountain and River World.

In the vast wilderness, a towering giant tree emerged.

And the martial artist’s body instantly shrank, eventually falling to the ground as charred remains.

“That’s not good, I promised to leave you an intact corpse, but I got a bit too addicted to the fight and completely forgot about this matter.”

Ling Xiao smacked his forehead and let out a wry smile of helplessness.

Looking at the body that had utterly lost its vitality,

Ling Xiao dug a hole right there and buried it.

It’s true he was an enemy, but after all, they were from the same sect.

Since he had already killed him, he might as well bury him; it wasn’t much effort.