Ling Xiao has a clear understanding of the growth of his own strength. In this cruel world of the strong, strength is the most respected. The Xuantian Observation is profound at present, but with his unique cultivation methods and endless adventures, his growth rate is terrifying.

As long as he gives enough time, he has full confidence to reach the top of the world and put all obstacles under his feet.

When Emperor Xuan heard this, his heart suddenly shrank, as if he was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

His eyes unconsciously looked at Ling Xiao, and in an instant, it seemed as if he was in an endless sea of ​​darkness. The burning fighting spirit in Ling Xiao's eyes was like clusters of ever-extinguishing flames, jumping and flashing, and his firm belief was like a towering mountain, unshakable.

Emperor Xuan couldn't help but exclaim in his heart that the young young man in front of him had such a powerful aura and amazing courage, which was really impressive.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of scrutiny and exploration. He looked at Ling Xiao carefully, as if he wanted to re-analyze him from the inside out and re-understand this person who stirred up the storm waves in the world and shocked countless forces.

He knew very well that Ling Xiao was not speaking wildly or intimidating. With the strength and talent that Ling Xiao had shown before, in time, he would definitely grow into an existence that would make all forces awe and tremble.

"Hmph, young man, don't be arrogant." Emperor Xuan snorted lightly, trying to force himself to calm down, covering up the shock in his heart, and his face quickly restored his majesty as the leader of the sect.

"Since I promised you, I will not go back on my word. Although I, Xuantian Temple, cannot afford to offend the Holy Temple, I am definitely not a person who goes against my word and is traitorous." As Emperor Xuan said, he raised his head slightly, raised his chin slightly, and a hint of arrogance in his eyes that had been settled through the years.

He secretly felt fortunate in his heart, glad that he made a correct decision at a critical moment, and was not blinded by hatred, and was completely enemies of Ling Xiao.

Otherwise, with Ling Xiao's vengeful personality and his terrifying growth strength, Xuantianguan will definitely be in endless troubles in the future and be involved in a bloody storm that will never be peaceful.

Ling Xiao's face was calm, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes. He slowly turned around, kicked his feet heavily on the ground, and his clothes made a violent sound with the turning movement, as if he was making a final farewell to this space. Then he walked towards the distance with great strides, and his figure soon disappeared into the dim alley and merged into the thick dark night.

Not long after, a rapid and heavy footsteps sounded from far to near. Jiehuo stepped into the door with a eager look on his face. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle and falcon. He looked straight at Emperor Xuan in the room and said loudly: "The Holy Hall has agreed to your request. It is urgent to help us cast spells and find Ling Xiao's whereabouts, and move quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuan raised his head slowly, his eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he looked at Jiehuo deeply. His voice was a little hoarse but steady and powerful: "That's natural, but this tracking is extremely dangerous and it is very likely that my skills will be greatly damaged. I am afraid it will be difficult for you to help you again in the future."

He didn't even frown at all, his expression was cold, and he spit out two words: "It's okay!" Then, he raised his chin slightly and added: "The Holy Church already has a way to mark him, you just need to concentrate on finding where he is."

Emperor Xuan nodded gently and walked to a huge stone tablet with steady steps. The stone tablet was engraved with mysterious runes, exuding a simple and strange aura under the dim light.

Emperor Xuan stood still, his hands quickly changed his handprints, muttering words in his mouth, his voice low and obscure, as if he was talking to the ancient gods. As his spell continued, the stone tablet began to tremble slightly, and then, dazzling light burst out from the inside of the stone tablet, illuminating the whole room as if it was daytime.

In the light, Emperor Xuan's face became more and more serious, and beads of sweat as big as beans on his forehead rolled down. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of red blood with a "pop". The blood looked particularly dazzling under the light.

At this moment, a strange ripples appeared on the stone tablet, and then Ling Xiao's appearance gradually appeared, and his face was lifelike, as if it was close to him. Not only that, a series of blurry but highly directed light and shadow appeared below the image of Ling Xiao, which was where Ling Xiao was at this moment.

"Thank you!" Jiehuo raised his eyes and looked at the image on the stone tablet. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Emperor Xuan. He saw Emperor Xuan's face pale as paper, bloodless, and his body trembled slightly, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, and his whole body seemed to have grown a lot earlier in an instant.

Jiehuo couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He clasped his fists slightly and bowed to Emperor Xuan. Then he turned around, waved his hand, and quickly left the room with everyone behind him. The footsteps gradually faded away, leaving only the empty room and the weak Emperor Xuan.

When the figures of Jiehuo and others completely disappeared from Beizhou's vision, the originally weak Emperor Xuan's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

He slowly straightened his back, raised his lips slightly, and sneered, his voice low, as if he was muttering to himself, and as if he was announcing to someone hiding in the dark: "I really didn't see my acting skills at all. Humph, don't involve me in the matter between you young people. I don't want to offend the powerful Ling Xiao for no reason anymore."

In fact, he was not injured at all. The so-called great loss of skills was just an illusion he carefully disguised.

When performing the tracking technique, he cleverly used some tricks, which made Jiehuo and others think that he was doing his best, and ensured that he would not really get involved in this dispute. After all, he knew Ling Xiao's methods well and really didn't want to provoke them anymore.

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Outside the imperial city of Dazhen, a breeze blows gently on a towering hill, bringing a hint of coolness. Ling Xiao had just found a flat place to sit down, wanting to have a rest and calm down his running mood.

But before he could recover, a wave suddenly appeared in the air, and more than a dozen figures appeared in front of him like ghosts. The leader was biting fire, and he saw that his face was ferocious, followed by more than a dozen powerful sacred temple masters, each of whom exuded a terrifying pressure.

Ling Xiao was slightly stunned and secretly amazement in his heart. Is the tracking technique of Xuantian Temple really so good? He found his whereabouts so easily.

However, he soon realized that it was mainly because he did not hide in the mysterious magic needle space this time. You should know that the magic needle of the reincarnation is one of the most terrifying treasures on the Baize Continent. Once he entered it, ordinary tracking methods could not be reached at all. (End of this chapter)
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