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

"Young master, we still need to be careful, those two people from the Heavenly Shinobi Auction House are very strong!"


Leng Mei was not as composed as Ling Xiao, after all, she only had the cultivation level of Martial Meridian Sixth Peak and had not yet broken through to become a Martial Master.


"Mm, they are strong, nearly as strong as Li Xinghui, and there are two of them. In terms of combat experience, they should be even better than Li Xinghui."


As Ling Xiao walked, he analyzed, "But it's not a big deal."


He had just successfully cultivated the first form of the Divine Prison King Fist and was itching to try it out. So when someone came knocking for a challenge, why wouldn't he welcome it?


"No need for further words, I have something new I want to try. If you take action, it won't be a fair test."


Chapter 200: The Magical Iron Piece_1