"That’s not the case; the key point is your son Lin Yuetian sought his own death, who can blame anyone else for that?"

Ling Xiao sneered, "Not only did he use Demon Dragon’s blood sacrifice to kill Lin Teng, but he also planned to blood-sacrifice others to compete with Chen Beixuan for the inheritance of the Heavenly Thunder Saint Emperor.

Too bad he was too useless.

Almost got crippled by Chen Beixuan.

I finally defeated Chen Beixuan, and he dared to ambush me. If I don’t kill him, then who?"

"You’re lying! What abilities do you have to dare claim you defeated Chen Beixuan?"

Lin Quan absolutely refused to believe this.

"Lying my ass, I’m telling you now, Chen Beixuan and Dawn Wind Moon were both crippled by me, they are probably complaining right now."

Ling Xiao disdainedly said, "If you don’t believe me, go ask yourself.

As for the other useless ones, they just stepped into the Bull God Labyrinth and wanted to team up against me. If I’m not mistaken, it must be you old folks’ conniving idea.

Too bad they didn’t manage to kill me, but instead lost their own lives."

"You’re seeking death!"

The Dark Clan Elder could no longer tolerate Ling Xiao’s continued existence.

His obedient grandchildren and granddaughters were all dead.

The top talents of the Dark Clan all died at Ling Xiao’s hands.

An Feitian, An Ming, Heiye Wuzun; they were the future hope of the Dark Clan.

At this moment, he didn’t care about anything.

No matter how strong Ling Xiao’s master is.

No matter if the Thirteenth Prince was present.

He didn’t care anymore.

At worst, death, what’s there to fear.

Hatred had filled him entirely, turning him into a complete fool who lost his reason.

"I’m seeking death? They weren’t killed by me; it was you who forced them onto a dead-end road!"

Ling Xiao laughed coldly.

If it was before, he might have been apprehensive of the Dark Clan Elder.

But now, he didn’t take the Dark Clan Elder seriously at all.

In the whole Eight Immortals Mountain, the only one qualified to face him was Lin Quan.

At least that’s what he knew.

Seeing the Dark Clan Elder rushing over.

Ling Xiao didn’t draw the sword, but flicked his hand, sending a blood-red lightning through the air.

Instantly, it reached the Dark Clan Elder.

The terrifying Undying Thunder exploded on the Dark Clan Elder.

The Dark Clan Elder let out a sky-shattering scream, as his skin and bones began to corrode under the strike of the Undying Thunder.

At this moment, he suddenly realized, today’s Ling Xiao was no longer the insignificant ant of the past.

He was no match for Ling Xiao; the Eight Immortals Mountain probably couldn’t find another person to challenge Ling Xiao.

Was he going to die?

The Dark Clan Elder found it hard to accept such a result; he still wanted revenge.

"Enough!"

Just as the Dark Clan Elder was about to die, the Thirteenth Prince suddenly acted.

Easily resolving the Undying Thunder.

Then he suddenly looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Killing people in front of me, do you still acknowledge me?"

"Your Highness Thirteen, please seek justice for us!"

Seeing the Thirteenth Prince take action, the Dark Clan Elder suddenly knelt down; he knew he wasn’t a match for Ling Xiao, but if the Thirteenth Prince could help him, everything could be solved.

"In my eyes, I’ve never acknowledged you, so what?"

Ling Xiao glanced at the Thirteenth Prince disdainfully, "Respect you because you are the Thirteenth Prince, disrespect you, and you’re nothing!

Don’t play the big bad wolf in front of me!

You better judge the contest for the Bull God Labyrinth fairly and justly, or I might cripple even you!"

"You!"

Thirteen Prince never expected Ling Xiao to dare to be so audacious.

In front of him, acting so brazenly.

"What about me? Don’t think I don’t know, you have an expert with you, neither human nor ghost, hiding in the dark, think I haven’t noticed?"

Ling Xiao coldly said, "It’s fine if he doesn’t act, but if he does, I’ll take his damn life!"

Ling Xiao now should naturally be domineering.

Because in Eight Immortals County City, he is the boss, a giant force!

Even if people from the Imperial Capital come, they must show him respect.

This Thirteenth Prince actually dared help the Dark Clan Elder against him, even trying to let that assassin hiding in the shadows assassinate him.

He hasn’t acted directly, already giving this Thirteenth Prince face.

"Alright, announce the results; I’m already impatiently waiting."

Ling Xiao glanced at the Thirteenth Prince, speaking indifferently.

That expression showed he didn’t take the Thirteenth Prince seriously at all.

Thirteenth Prince suppressed his inner anger and asked aloud, "Who obtained the Bull God Beast Soul?"

"I did!"

Ling Xiao said indifferently.

Upon hearing these words, the people from Eight Immortals Mountain had mixed feelings; their hearts were extremely conflicted.

Happy because Eight Immortals Mountain can continue to rule Eight Immortals County City.

But angry because once Ling Xiao becomes a Secret Realm Academy disciple, they can’t touch him.

Then how to seek revenge?

"What about the inheritance of Heavenly Thunder Saint Emperor?"

The Thirteenth Prince glanced at Ling Xiao and asked again.

"Still me!"

Ling Xiao responded in the same calm voice.

By now, the scene was somewhat out of control.

Ling Xiao actually obtained both the Bull God Beast Soul and the Heavenly Thunder Saint Emperor’s inheritance, reducing a discipleship slot in the Secret Realm Academy.

"Who obtained the Nine Serpents General and Leng Yue General’s inheritance?"

Actually, most of the Royal Clan knows the situation inside the Bull God Labyrinth.

Besides the Devouring Demon Fetus and the humanoid form of thunder and lightning, they even know about the Broken Soul of the Netherworld Yellow Springs Golden Crow.

So naturally, they know about the inheritance of the Nine Serpents General and Leng Yue General.

"We did!"

Lin Ruoxian and Yue Shang shouted.

"Eight Immortals Mountain took it all?"

The Thirteenth Prince froze for a moment; this outcome was quite unexpected for him, leaving him a bit at a loss.

"Because this matter is of great importance, we must ensure the fairness of the Bull God Labyrinth contest.

So whoever gets the discipleship slot at the Secret Realm Academy and the ruling power of Eight Immortals County City will be announced the day after tomorrow."

After all, the Thirteenth Prince grew up within the palace, being highly skilled at manipulation.

His tactic to delay time indicates he doesn’t want Ling Xiao and his people to gain the discipleship slot.

Ling Xiao being so disrespectful to him, how could he not be angry?

The reason he didn’t immediately lash out and break ties was that he was cautious, fearing Ling Xiao might have another plan in place, hence delaying time to consider how to handle Ling Xiao.

As long as Ling Xiao is killed within these two days, the discipleship slot and the ruling power of Eight Immortals County City would be at his discretion.

Ling Xiao is smart enough to see through the Thirteenth Prince’s calculations.

But what use are calculations?

In the Mysterious World, real power matters, lacking strength, any calculation remains futile.

It can even become self-defeating sometimes.

"Chen Beixuan, who beat you up like this?"

At this point, Lin Quan suddenly questioned Chen Beixuan.

He wanted Chen Beixuan to reveal the truth.

Chen Beixuan trembled and pointed towards Ling Xiao, "Him! Ling Xiao!

Not only me, but Dawn Wind Moon was also crippled by him!"

This statement once again shocked the whole crowd.