Ranking Up, Ruins Emerge

Ling Xiao quietly sensed the changes deep within his sea of consciousness, his expression calm and unruffled.

From beginning to end, the battle had unfolded in the blink of an eye.

In the distance, Uncle Boya watched with a dumbfounded look, his heart shaken as waves of shock rose within him.

Ling Xiao's strength had once again exceeded his expectations.

A second-turn Half-Step Great Dao evil spirit had been crushed to death so effortlessly.

The process had looked perilous and thrilling, but the outcome had long been decided. There was an enormous gap between the two.

In Uncle Boya's eyes, Ling Xiao had become ever more unfathomable. Vaguely, he seemed to see a terrifying will quietly awakening within him.

Is this guy really a living being from the lower realm?

Uncle Boya's heart trembled, and he groaned inwardly, feeling as though he had stepped in dog shit.

He deeply regretted taking the initiative to provoke Ling Xiao back then. Now he had boarded a pirate ship and could not get off.

Originally, he had planned to use Ling Xiao and the others as cannon fodder. This trick had never failed him, yet he had finally kicked an iron plate.

He had no doubt that Ling Xiao knew his true colors. Thus, even if he wanted to flee, he had to think it over carefully. If he failed to escape, he would be completely finished.

At that moment, Ling Xiao finally refined the evil spirit's soul power, and his divine soul grew considerably stronger.

But the one who benefited most was the inner demon deep within his sea of consciousness.

The evil spirit's soul power was an immense tonic for it, bringing boundless benefits.

Naturally, this was also inseparable from Ling Xiao's deliberate nurturing. He wanted to raise the inner demon