Thousand miles of dust

He was an orphan with mediocre aptitude and a humble background.
Through perseverance and an unwillingness to settle for mediocrity, he practiced cultivation desperately.
By a stroke of luck, he awakened the Ancient Martial Soul, long extinct in this world, and from that moment on, his rise was unstoppable, like a comet soaring high, embarking on a cultivation journey to dominate the world.
Starting as a beggar who was bullied by others, he began to shine with each step, entering into an era of chaos where Sects are numerous, talents abound, the Ten Thousand Clans vie for power, and human heroes emerge one after another in a vast and magnificent world.
With the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, he vowed to forge his own myth!

Sky Ruler Martial Spirit

A sword light shot out, piercing the air, emitting a piercing sound of a sonic boom. Ling Xiao could clearly feel the explosive and terrifying power contained within the Gentle Breeze Sword.


A Third-Level Demon Beast fell to the ground, only managing to let out two pitiful squeals before its death.


Such a splendid strike–it had directly severed the head of the Demon Beast.


"Hmm, the strength was a bit too much. I estimate that with my current strength, using around thirty percent of inner strength, I can easily kill a Third-Level Peak Demon Beast!"


He analyzed the power of the Hundred-Step Killing Sword within a range of two hundred meters through his Mountain and River Martial Soul.


The result was a terrifying conclusion.


Within two hundred meters, the Hundred-Step Killing Sword was equivalent to a full-strength blow from a Peak of Fifth Level Martial Pulse martial artist!


Chapter 63: One Against Three_1