Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 2840 - 2844: Slaughtering the Mammoth, Killing Yamada
Silence!
Utter silence!
Outside, everything turned deathly still.
Only the magma of that Scorching Hell kept churning and rolling, constantly changing.
"Don’t tell me that Ling Xiao bastard still has some secret he won’t let us know?"
Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ thought of this, but so what?
He still couldn’t do anything.
"Will that Dark Dragon be in danger?"
Shan Tian Zhanɡ asked anxiously.
"Nothing will happen. As far as I know, as long as Dark Dragon transforms into that form, even if he can’t defeat the enemy, he himself won’t be in trouble."
Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ said with great confidence.
He wasn’t worried at all; instead he felt this was Ling Xiao weaving his own cocoon, a lamb walking into the tiger’s jaws.
"Roar..."
Suddenly, from within that Scorching Hell came a roar filled with terror and fury.
The sound was clearly the Mammoth Behemoth’s.
Within the roar there was actually fear, as if it had seen something unbelievable.
"Something’s wrong, Brother Yun, think of something, or Dark Dragon’s in danger."
Shan Tian Zhanɡ said urgently.
Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ no longer had his earlier confidence.
He didn’t understand why the Mammoth Behemoth would make such a sound. Could Ling Xiao really have some trump card so terrifying that even the Mammoth Behemoth felt fear?
All of a sudden, it was like a deliberately released surge of terrifying, ferocious aura.
It was filled with the feel of antiquity, primordial wilderness, savagery, Bloodthirsty, and Destruction.
It felt as if some incredible monster had been born within that Scorching Hell.
This kind of monster shouldn’t belong to the Mysterious World.
What on earth could emit such a terrifying aura?
And why was Ling Xiao deliberately releasing such an aura?
Was it just to show off his might?
Damn it!
"Roar..."
The Mammoth Behemoth’s roar sounded again.
This time, there was no anger, only despair, Sobbing, pain, and terror!
As if it had encountered an unprecedented crisis.
"What the hell is going on?"
Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ was confused as well.
His confidence had completely shattered.
Especially when he thought of everything Ling Xiao had done before, he truly couldn’t be sure that the Mammoth Behemoth was Ling Xiao’s match.
As for Shan Tian Zhanɡ, he was even worse.
He tried to break through the Martial Soul Space and charge in to help.
But all his efforts were in vain.
Panic and unease sprouted in the hearts of these two powerhouses.
The painful roars grew weaker and more hurried, until they vanished completely.
The Scorching Hell, which had been wildly boiling, actually gradually calmed down, as if the foreign object inside had been cleared out and everything was now purified.
"Could the Mammoth Behemoth be dead?"
Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ and Shan Tian Zhanɡ both noticed that the Martial Soul Space left behind by the Dark Dragon Group Leader was starting to fracture and collapse.
This precisely proved one thing: the Dark Dragon Group Leader was already dead.
Only then could this Martial Soul Space be dissolved in such a manner.
If it had been dissolved voluntarily, it should have vanished in an instant.
Just what happened in that terrifying Scorching Hell?
Finally, the Martial Soul Space fully disappeared.
The Scorching Hell was also completely withdrawn in an instant.
Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ and Shan Tian Zhanɡ stared fixedly in the direction of that Scorching Hell.
There, a figure was standing.
Ling Xiao!
A domineering, arrogant silhouette!
A cold, handsome silhouette!
Ling Xiao just stood there, watching Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ and Shan Tian Zhanɡ with a faint, ambiguous smile.
His gaze made the two powerhouses’ hearts crawl with chills.
The scene before them was simply too horrifying.
Because there was only Ling Xiao there, and the gigantic Mammoth Behemoth had vanished without a trace.
Even the Dark Dragon Group Leader’s corpse was nowhere to be seen.
This scene was just too bizarre, too terrifying.
What the hell had happened?
They stared at Ling Xiao, their eyes filled with disbelief, and even unease and fear.
One thing was certain: the Mammoth Behemoth was dead.
And it had died without even leaving a scrap behind.
That was simply too terrifying.
"Just what did you do to Dark Dragon?"
Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ shouted angrily.
It was like raising his voice could ease the fear and unease in his heart.
He really hadn’t expected that he’d be frightened by a brat like this. It was humiliating.
But reality was what it was.
The Dark Dragon Group Leader had died far too strangely; people were always extremely wary of the unknown.
"I ate him."
Ling Xiao bared his teeth in a grin and gave an answer Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ couldn’t accept.
"Ate him? Don’t joke with me!"
Shan Tian Zhanɡ also roared, "How could you possibly eat him!"
"Nothing’s impossible. If you’re going up against me, Ling Xiao, you’d better be prepared for this kind of outcome!"
Ling Xiao said mildly, "Next, it’s your turn, you two. Since we happened to run into each other here, you can go down and keep that guy company."
As he spoke, he suddenly lunged toward Shan Tian Zhanɡ to kill him.
This Shan Tian Zhanɡ knew how to break Array Formations; keeping him alive would sooner or later be a hidden danger.
He had to be taken out first.
And Ling Xiao had already severed one of this bastard’s arms; his combat strength was bound to have dropped and he was much easier to kill than Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ.
"Illusion Technique—Fog of Confusion!"
Shan Tian Zhanɡ suddenly shouted.
He opened his mouth and spat out a dense cloud of smoke that wrapped toward Ling Xiao, instantly swallowing Ling Xiao’s figure.
"Brother Yun, kill him while you have the chance. My Fog of Confusion has never failed. I didn’t get to use it before and he cut off one of my hands. Now I’ll take his life and avenge Dark Dragon."
Shan Tian Zhanɡ spoke to Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ.
In truth, he didn’t even need to say it; Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ had already launched his attack.
With such a perfect opportunity, Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ would of course seize it firmly and not give Ling Xiao any chance.
Yet just as he charged out—
A reaper’s voice suddenly sounded by Shan Tian Zhanɡ’s ear.
"Fog of Confusion? You actually used an Illusion Technique on me? Are you an idiot?"
Right now, Illusion Techniques were what Ling Xiao feared the least.
His Soul Power was far stronger than that of ordinary Martial Artists, while Shan Tian Zhanɡ’s Soul Power wasn’t even one-tenth of his.
To dare use an Illusion Technique on him was sheer stupidity taken to the extreme.
Using an Illusion Technique on someone whose Soul Power is stronger than yours will only cause backlash.
At this moment, Shan Tian Zhanɡ had already fallen into the illusion he himself had created.
In his illusion world, he was being savagely torn apart by a ferocious beast, yet his entire body couldn’t move at all.
In the real world, his throat was being pierced through by Ling Xiao’s sword.
"Get lost!"
Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ knew Shan Tian Zhanɡ couldn’t die.
If Shan Tian Zhanɡ died, he could forget about controlling the entire Yamada Clan.
And many matters involving Array Formations would become impossible for him to handle.
He sped over, slamming a palm heavily toward Ling Xiao’s back.
On that palm, white Cold Fire was actually burning.
Yet facing Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ’s attack, Ling Xiao didn’t react at all.
The sword in his hand still resolutely pierced through Shan Tian Zhanɡ’s throat.
At the same moment, Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ’s palm also struck heavily on his back.
"What!"
What shocked Yun Zhonɡ Fenɡ beyond belief was that a ring of blood-red Mammoth Xue Yinɡ actually surfaced over Ling Xiao’s body.
This mass of Xue Yinɡ blocked his attack completely, preventing it from harming Ling Xiao at all.
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