Chapter 2462: Chapter 2465: My Bro Ling of the Dark Clan—Ruthless and Few Words!

"I have a question!"

Ling Xiao suddenly looked towards An Yexing.

"What question?"

Because the clan elder was present, An Yexing didn’t dare to casually make things difficult for Ling Xiao at this moment, so he reluctantly asked.

"In the tournament, can people be killed?"

Ling Xiao asked this question because he knew that once he entered the tournament, he would be besieged. If killing wasn’t allowed, he’d find himself in a very difficult situation.

So he had to make sure.

"Yes!"

Before An Yexing could speak, the clan elder spoke: "But who do you want to kill?"

"I don’t want to kill anyone, but here, I must say one thing beforehand.

Once inside the sacrificial altar space, anyone who dares to attack me, I will kill!" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

As he said this, his tone was indifferent, as if casually.

Yet it provoked laughter all around.

"Ling Xiao, it’s not that this clan leader looks down on you, but without the expert behind you helping, whom could you possibly defeat?"

Up till today, even though An Yexing had witnessed Ling Xiao’s valor in the Sword Clan, he still believed it was an expert behind Ling Xiao who helped.

Still, he didn’t sense that expert today, maybe they were afraid of the clan elder and didn’t come.

"No need to worry, whether you believe it or not, I’ve put my words out here. Anyone looking for trouble can come find me; I’m ready for them."

Ling Xiao said indifferently.

"What an arrogant kid!"

The clan elder squinted at Ling Xiao and said: "I must remind you, inside the sacrificial altar space, neither summoned creatures nor soul bodies can exist.

As for the expert behind you, I don’t know what they are, but don’t even think about using them inside the altar.

Even if they aren’t afraid of this law, once discovered by me, you’ll be eliminated immediately!

Understand?"

"Understand!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

What a joke, does he still need to borrow the power of Shen Dian, Butterfly Girl, and Yuan Venerate to deal with this bunch?

Anyway, the strongest three talents of the Dark Clan, An Ming, Heiye Wuzun, and Dark Gold won’t be participating. The strongest might just be An Feitian.

What is there to fear?

"Alright, everyone step into the teleportation array."

The clan elder didn’t waste words, waving his hand.

The crowd began stepping into the teleportation array one by one.

Under An Yexing’s direct leadership, they arrived at the entrance of the sacrificial altar.

The inner clan disciples led by An Feitian all looked at Ling Xiao with cold mockery.

As if they were looking at a treasure chest.

They hadn’t taken Ling Xiao’s warning seriously.

This time, their task was to ensure An Feitian obtained the Shadow Black Gourd and fully obstructed Ling Xiao.

If they could eliminate Ling Xiao, that would be ideal.

"Have you heard, that Ling Xiao went to the Sword Clan causing trouble and ended up severely injured, nearly dying. If not for Heiye Wuxing arriving in time, his life wouldn’t have been spared.

This trash, why does Young Master Fei Tian value him so much?"

Obviously, the Sword Clan spread some rumors, painting their defeat in a rather pretty way.

In their rumors, Ling Xiao was nearly beaten half to death.

And the ones who killed several Sword Clan talents weren’t Ling Xiao, but Heiye Wuxing.

So apart from those who attended that wedding scene, others truly didn’t know the truth.

"We all knew he was trash, though among trash, he’s considered fairly formidable, as the top from the outer clan after all.

This time, as long as we complete what Young Master Fei Tian tasked us with, we’ll surely get many benefits."

"However, his warning just now seems to have guessed we’d be targeting him?"

"Are you scared?"

"Scared of what, I’m already a Hell Peak Martial Cultivator of the Third Level Hell.

And only three stages away from breaking through to the Fourth Layer Hell, even if you all don’t act, I can extinguish him alone.

Really don’t understand why Young Master Fei Tian thinks we need so many people against him, must overestimate this kid?"

"Enough talking, Young Master Fei Tian’s arrangements have their reasons."

All these whispers, Ling Xiao heard them clearly.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao’s face showed a cold smile.

He had already issued a warning; if anyone still sought death, he’d not mind killing a few more.

And what if they were inner clan disciples?

Anyway, these guys were enemies, killing one removes a threat!

Everyone viewed his previous warning as a joke, but only he knew it was not mere words.

An Yexing stood there waiting for the time for the tournament to begin.

A minute before the time arrived, he would open the sacrificial altar’s teleportation array to let these people enter.

Perhaps out of sheer boredom, a young martial artist beside An Feitian looked at Ling Xiao and mocked, "Kid, this was supposed to be an inner clan disciple’s duel; if you know what’s good for you, scram early, or you’ll die in there for nothing!"

As he spoke, the others also provocatively looked at Ling Xiao, with a highly detestable superior attitude.

An Feitian also looked at Ling Xiao with cold disdain.

His strength was the strongest in this competition, with a cultivation level of the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm, Fourth Layer of Hell Early Stage, combining with the Dark Clan’s unique secret technique, who knows how frighteningly powerful he’d be?

"Slap!"

Without a word, Ling Xiao’s figure danced, and a loud slap rang out.

The youth who spoke was smacked to the ground, his face instantly swollen.

"You! You dare hit me! Young Master Fei Tian, he hit me!"

The youth’s strength indeed wasn’t much but he had the strength of the Late Stage Hell Martial Cultivator.

Yet, he was slapped to the ground by Ling Xiao, feeling utterly aggrieved.

"You dare lay hands?"

An Feitian didn’t expect Ling Xiao to react this way, his brows furrowed: "Kid, it seems you’re really courting death.

I initially just planned to teach you a lesson, maybe cripple your martial arts and leave you as a waste.

But now it seems you’re simply asking to die."

"It’s you courting death! I need to reiterate what I said before: once inside the sacrificial altar, anyone who dares insult, provoke, or attack me will face no mercy!

Giving you a slap now is considered light."

Inside the sacrificial altar, danger lurked everywhere, with over a thousand prisoners prowling; a moment’s carelessness could lead to fatality.

So once inside, Ling Xiao definitely wouldn’t hold back.

"Enough!"

At this moment, An Yexing solemnly shouted: "All are clan members, no need for senseless violence.

An Feitian, your cultivation is far stronger than his already, no need to keep contesting, as if you’re on the same level."

An Yexing’s words seemed like he was dissuading An Feitian, but anyone with sense could hear he was praising his son while ridiculing Ling Xiao.

"Rest assured father, that Shadow Black Gourd belongs to me alone, and certain others probably can’t even maintain their lives.

With his paltry skills, truly unworthy to remain in the Dark Clan."

An Feitian glanced at Ling Xiao, coldly smiling.