To protect Ling Xiao, Ling Xiaotian firmly sealed off all news, so people outside only knew about the descent of the Divine Sword but had no idea that Ling Xiao had displayed his divine might.
Ling Yihang and Ling Zhan, among others, laughed heartily.
Only they knew how terrifying Ling Xiao truly was. It was not just two Martial Vein Sixth Peak experts that the opponents brought, but even if a Martial Master at the initial stage of Martial Vein Seventh Layer really came, Ling Xiao might not be able to defeat him, yet he would be able to escape.
If they went, they would only add trouble to Ling Xiao.
And nobody wanted to be that burden.
"What are you laughing at?"
The person who came to report was furious.
"Don’t worry, with him going there, the Black Scarf Thieves are practically done for."
"You should go get treated instead," Ling Yihang said with a smile. "Just wait here for the good news."
The messenger looked at these people with skepticism.
He noticed that among those present, there was a white-haired woman who emitted the terrifying aura that only Martial Masters possessed, and even she said that the one called Ling Xiao was powerful.
That should be enough, then.
On the road to Tianfeng City.
A battle was underway.
The fight was essentially one-sided.
Dozens of martial artists were surrounded in the center, while scores of Black Scarf Thieves were continuously tightening the encirclement.
With each contraction of the circle, a martial artist would either be killed or severely wounded.
Xi Men Xun watched helplessly as the tip of a blade from the Black Scarf Thieves aimed at his chest got closer and closer, but he was powerless to stop it.
At only twelve, he had already reached the Peak of Fifth Level Martial Pulse.
Unfortunately, his family was much smaller than the Ling Family and did not have ample resources or Martial Arts for him to study.
If he wanted to succeed, he had to choose to serve another clan.
The Ling Family of Tianfeng City had been gaining a lot of fame lately, and he was here to offer his allegiance.
But to his dismay, he was about to die here before he even met anyone from the Ling Family.
He couldn’t accept it!
Suddenly, the blade that was about to pierce him shattered.
A towering figure appeared before his eyes, but it was only there for an instant.
That figure turned into an afterimage and circled around the encirclement.
Out of the sixty-plus Black Scarf Thieves, instantly, twenty or thirty of them fell dead.
And as for the martial artists saved by this figure, there were over a dozen of them.
"Who goes there? Why do you spoil the Black Scarf’s plans?"
The leader of the Black Scarf Thieves could tell that the newcomer was not someone easy to provoke, so they did not immediately attack, but rather hoped to identify themselves so that this person would leave on their own.
The figure hovered midair, hands clasped behind his back, as if a Sky God had descended.
"Someone from the Ling Family?"
"Great, the Ling Family sent a master to rescue us!"
"But he is just one person, and there are still over forty Black Scarf Thieves."
"Yeah, can one person do it? The enemy has two Martial Vein Sixth Peak warriors, and this guy is only at the peak of the Martial Pulse Fifth Level."
The dozens of surrounded warriors were first thrilled, then thick with disappointment.
Ling Xiao realized that he hadn’t yet changed his appearance, so to others, he still seemed to be just a Martial Pulse Fifth Peak warrior.
"Let’s attack together. With the person from the Ling Family, we should be able to escape."
"Right, no matter what, he is a warrior at the peak of Martial Pulse Fifth Level. We’ve all seen his strength. Even if we can’t defeat the Black Scarf Thieves, running away shouldn’t be a problem."
"Thinking of running? No one is leaving today!"
The chief of the Black Scarf Thieves sneered coldly, now knowing the other party was from the Ling Family, he couldn’t let them go.
"You all just watch. There’s no need to intervene!"
Ling Xiao spoke indifferently, the Ice Glass Sword already in his hand.
The Heavy Shadow Sword Technique had been cultivated to the Perfect Realm, and it was time to test its power, using these dozens of Black Scarf Thieves as practice.
"Kid, aren’t you afraid of spraining your tongue with such big talk!"
After hearing Ling Xiao’s words, the leader of the Black Scarf Thieves was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter.
Ling Xiao didn’t respond, his figure suddenly became elusive, and in an instant, he had split into five.
Three shadow avatars, one Martial Soul Avatar, plus his true form.
This scene left the Black Scarf Thieves completely astonished.
But they had no time to react, and out of the forty people, only two remained alive.
With just one move, he had wiped out nearly forty Black Scarf Thieves instantaneously.
The terror of Ling Xiao far exceeded everyone’s expectations.
By now, whether it was the two remaining Martial Vein Sixth Peak leaders of the Black Scarf Thieves or the saved martial artists, none could quite believe it.
"Kid, you indeed have some skills. Why not join our Black Scarf Army? If you agree, you could immediately become one of the leaders."
"Don’t you think it’s a bit late to say these things now?"
Ling Xiao laughed coldly.
"Kid, you’re asking for death!"
The two Black Scarf Thieves leaders glanced at each other and then actually dismounted and charged at Ling Xiao from left and right, trying to sandwich him.
Ling Xiao stood still, as if he was immobile.
He had already tried the Heavy Shadow Sword Technique, and now, he wanted to test another move.
Earth’s Core Ice Lotus Bind!
He sheathed his longsword, circulated the Snow Lotus Qi Technique, and then executed the secret technique he had obtained from Ling Yixue.
With the Snow Lotus Qi Technique reaching the Perfect Realm, it made the power of Earth’s Core Ice Lotus Bind even more formidable.
So, a bizarre scene unfolded.
In mid-air, the two Martial Vein Sixth Peak Black Scarf Thieves seemed as if they had been immobilized.
Although they maintained their previous attacking stances, both men were completely frozen.
Then they plummeted freely to the ground.
They shattered like blocks of ice.
Despite the absence of blood, their bodies were broken apart, dead beyond doubt.
Xi Men Xun swallowed hard, hardly able to believe that Ling Xiao was so powerful. Was this the strength of a disciple from the Ling Family?
It seemed his decision to come here was indeed correct.
"Yeah, how can he be so strong!"
The other martial artists were equally astonished.
"You all should go to the Ling Family. Now that the Divine Sword Sect is newly established, you will certainly have a great future after joining."
Ling Xiao turned to look at them, speaking indifferently.
"Master, won’t you come back with us?"
"I still need to pay a visit to the Black Scarf Thieves’ lair. These Black Scarf Thieves have been roaming the Fulong Mountain Range for long enough; it’s time they’re eradicated."
As soon as Ling Xiao said this, all the martial artists were overwhelmed with shock.
What was this man thinking? It was already remarkable to defeat these invading Black Scarf Thieves, yet he even planned to attack their lair? Wasn’t that overly arrogant?
"Master, it’s not that we doubt your strength, but there are eleven Martial Vein Sixth Peak warriors within the Black Scarf Thieves’ lair. You alone wouldn’t be enough; please consider going back for reinforcements,"
Xi Men Xun said loudly.
"Thanks for the warning, but there’s no need to worry."
Ling Xiao didn’t offer any further explanation. In a flash, he had already leapt dozens of yards away, quickly disappearing from sight.
"Yeah, that speed is terrifying. He couldn’t be just a Peak Fifth-level Kings martial artist, could he?"
"But even if he’s at the Martial Vein Sixth Peak, facing eleven warriors of the same strength, plus several hundred Black Scarf Thieves, can he win?"
"Who knows? But seeing how he effortlessly killed those dozens of Black Scarf Thieves, he should be fine, right?"
"Why don’t we follow and sneak a peek at the situation?"