my world double door.

The scorching sun was high in the sky, scorching the boundless desert. The hot gravel was flying wildly in the wind. The sky and the earth were dim, as if it was a purgatory of sand and fire. In the depths of this dead desert, a figure was struggling to move forward. This person was Xiao Ling, a young master from an aristocratic family.

Xiao Ling was wearing a gorgeous black robe, the hems of which fluttered in the wind, but it could not hide the arrogance that emanated from him. He had an upright posture, a stern face, and narrow and deep eyes, as if nothing in the world was in his eyes. As a martial artist of the seventh level of martial spirit, he had always been regarded as a favored child in his family. The superior environment and outstanding talent since childhood made him develop a arrogant and conceited character.

In the past few days, Xiao Ling has been searching for the legendary first copper mine in the vast desert with the precious map given by his family and his own strength. The family is determined to obtain this copper mine, and he urgently needs this achievement to consolidate his position in the family and shut up those who are slightly dissatisfied with him.

After going through hardships, when Xiao Ling climbed over a huge sand dune, the scene in front of him made his usually cold face reveal a look of surprise. In the valley under the sand dune, a unique copper luster flickered faintly. That was the first copper mine he had been looking for. The exposed part of the vein exuded a mysterious and attractive atmosphere, as if telling him about endless wealth and glory.

"Humph, this treasure was finally found by me." Xiao Ling raised his lips and revealed a smug smile, as if this vein of minerals should have been in his pocket, a special gift from God. He strode towards the vein of minerals, each step was filled with arrogance, and the gravel under his feet rustled as he stepped on it, as if cheering for his "victory".

Just as Xiao Ling was immersed in his own joy, he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps in the distance. His eyes froze, and he turned around instantly, looking at the source of the sound with a sharp gaze. He saw a ragged, thin man walking slowly towards him. The man's face was tired and vicissitudes, but his eyes showed tenacity.

"Who are you? How dare you show up in this young master's territory!" Xiao Ling snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain and warning.

The man was slightly stunned, obviously intimidated by Xiao Ling's momentum and words, but he quickly came to his senses, bowed and said: "I am just an adventurer wandering in the desert. I happened to pass by here and I have no ill intentions."

"Just passing by?" Xiao Ling sneered, "This desert is boundless, but you happened to walk to the front of my first copper mine. Do you think I will believe it?" As he spoke, he secretly mobilized the spiritual power in his body. The spiritual power surged around his body, and a powerful sense of oppression instantly swept towards the man.

The man's face was pale, and his legs were trembling slightly under the pressure of Xiao Ling's spiritual power, but he still managed to say, "I was really just passing by. I didn't know this was your territory. I hope you will forgive me."

Xiao Ling didn't listen to his explanation at all. In his eyes, this thin man was just a lowly ant. He dared to covet his treasure, which was unforgivable. "Forgive me? Humph, a lowly person like you is worthy of asking for forgiveness from this young master?" Xiao Ling's eyes were cold, and he flashed in front of the man in an instant, raising his hand and slapping him.

This palm seemed casual, but it contained the powerful force of the seventh level of Wu Ling. The palm wind whistled, carrying endless killing intent. The man widened his eyes in horror, and wanted to dodge but it was too late. He could only watch the fatal palm coming towards him.

"Puff!" The man spat out blood, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily on the sand, raising a cloud of dust. He struggled to get up, but the severe pain in his body made him collapse to the ground again, and he could only look at Xiao Ling with despair.

"This is the fate of those who dare to offend me!" Xiao Ling glanced at the man with disdain, as if he had just slapped a trivial fly. He turned and walked towards the mine, thinking about how to bring the news of the copper mine back to the family and how to show off his achievements in front of everyone. As for the man he injured, he had already forgotten about him.

In Xiao Ling's mind, this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak, the strong have everything, and the weak are only worthy of lingering under the feet of the strong. As a young master of an aristocratic family and a martial artist of the seventh level of martial spirit, he is born superior to others, and others should be in awe of him. Anyone who dares to challenge his authority will be severely punished. This kind of arrogance and prejudice has long been deeply rooted in his heart and has become an indelible part of his character.

Outside the endless sand dunes, Li Yang was struggling to travel through the sea of ​​sand with his sword beast, shield beast and shadow wind wing beast.

The sword beast has a nimble body, and the sharp blades on its body are particularly dazzling in the sun. Every action of itss is filled with a fierce murderous aura; the shield beast is huge and solid, and its heavy shell is like a steel fortress, exuding a simple and tenacious atmosphere. It follows Li Yang steadily and protects him from the invasion of wind and sand; the shadow wind wing beast spreads its wings, with runes flowing on them, and it brings up whirlwinds when flapping, helping Li Yang move forward in the soft sand. Its body is light and agile, as if it has merged with the wind and sand.

When Xiao Ling was investigating, he heard some movement behind him and immediately flew into the air.

"Hmph, where did you come from, you nobody? You think you can come to this place? Get out of here now, or I will kill you today!" Xiao Ling was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, the corners of his clothes fluttering in the wind, and a sword on his waist, the sword body inlaid with gems, shining brightly in the sun, showing his extraordinary status. His face was cold, his narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and his eyes revealed undisguised contempt and disdain, as if Li Yang in front of him was just an insignificant ant, not worthy of standing on the same land with him.

Li Yang frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but his years of experience made him calm down quickly. He knew that it was not wise to make enemies for no reason in this deserted desert, and the other party did not look like a good person. So, he took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, I have no intention of offending you. I just heard that there is a copper mine here, so I came here to find out. If this place has been occupied by you, I will leave." Li Yang's voice was steady and peaceful, trying to resolve this sudden conflict.

However, Xiao Ling seemed to have heard a huge joke. He raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, where do you think this is? You want to leave? It's too late!" The laughter stopped abruptly. A hint of viciousness flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes. Taking advantage of Li Yang's unpreparedness, he suddenly flashed and approached Li Yang quickly like a ghost. He didn't know when a dagger appeared in his hand, and stabbed Li Yang's throat.

Li Yang was shocked. He didn't expect the other party to be so mean and start fighting immediately. But he was also a veteran and his reaction was very quick. Just when the dagger was about to pierce his throat, he dodged to the side and quickly stretched out his right hand, with five fingers like hooks, grabbing Xiao Ling's wrist. Xiao Ling snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and the dagger drew a cold light in the air, changing direction and continuing to stab Li Yang's chest.

Li Yang saw this and quickly stepped back. At the same time, the shield beast behind him sensed the danger of its master and roared. Its huge body quickly moved in front of Li Yang and blocked Xiao Ling's attack with its thick shell. The dagger stabbed into the shield beast's shell, splashing a string of sparks, but failed to hurt Li Yang at all. "Humph, what if you have this big guy protecting you? You can't escape today!" Xiao Ling was angry and the arrogance on his face became stronger. He quickly retreated and quickly formed seals with his hands. The spiritual power in his body surged, and the air around him seemed to become restless because of the fluctuation of his spiritual power.

Li Yang did not dare to be careless, and stared at Xiao Ling with a serious look, while secretly thinking about the countermeasures in his heart. He communicated with the sword beast, shield beast and shadow wind wing beast, and conveyed his instructions to them through the spiritual bond. The sword beast slightly arched its body, and its sharp blade flashed with a cold light, staring at Xiao Ling closely, looking for the opportunity to attack; the shadow wind wing beast hovered in the air, using its keen vision and flexible mobility to keep an eye on Xiao Ling's every move, ready to give him a fatal blow at the critical moment.

"Hmph, you useless piece of shit at the sixth level of Wu Ling, you dare to compete with me for this copper mine? Today I will let you see what real strength is!" Xiao Ling took the lead in attacking. The spiritual power in his body surged, and his figure shot towards Li Yang like lightning. He shook the long sword in his hand, and several sword flowers were drawn. With a sharp sword energy, he pierced Li Yang's throat. The sword was as powerful as a rainbow, as if to tear apart everything in front of him.

"I was planning to just pass by and avoid killing, but you insisted on seeking death. You can't really blame me."

Li Yang was not in a hurry. Instead, he stopped the three beasts and planned to take action himself.

Just as Xiao Ling launched the attack, he took a deep breath, and the infinite power in his body instantly started to work. This infinite power was a unique power that Li Yang cultivated by chance, which was powerful and mysterious, and had endless potential.

Li Yang tapped the sand lightly, leaned back slightly, and avoided Xiao Ling's seemingly fatal sword at an extremely clever angle. At the same time, he quickly formed seals with both hands and whispered, "Wuji Fist Technique: Shattering Sky Strike!" In an instant, a layer of light golden light appeared on his fist, and this light condensed together like a substance, and blasted towards Xiao Ling with overwhelming force.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling's face changed slightly. He obviously didn't expect Li Yang to be able to dodge his attack so easily and counterattack. He quickly held his sword horizontally to block, but the power of Li Yang's punch was far beyond his imagination. There was a dull sound when the fist and sword intersected. Xiao Ling only felt a huge force coming from the sword, which made his arm numb and his body involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

"How is this possible? How can a guy like you who is at the sixth level of martial spirit have such powerful strength!" Xiao Ling's face was full of shock and disbelief. He stared at Li Yang with wide eyes, as if he wanted to find out some secret from Li Yang.

Li Yang did not give Xiao Ling a chance to breathe. He flashed and rushed forward again. This time, he used his own Wuji martial arts - Phantom Step. His figure turned into a series of blurred phantoms in the desert, making it difficult to figure out his true whereabouts. Xiao Ling suddenly felt dazzled and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.

"Try this!" Li Yang's voice suddenly rang in Xiao Ling's ears, and then a fierce palm wind attacked Xiao Ling from behind. Xiao Ling was shocked and turned around to resist, but he was still a step too slow. Li Yang's palm hit his chest firmly, knocking him back and blood spurting out of his mouth.

"No! This is impossible!" Xiao Ling struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes full of madness and unwillingness. As a martial artist of the seventh level of Wuling, he has always been highly respected in the family. When has he ever suffered such humiliation? Today, he was beaten so badly by a kid of the sixth level of Wuling. How could he accept this?
Li Yang did not relax his vigilance because of these two successful attacks. He knew that Xiao Ling was no ordinary person. If he was caught by him, he would be in danger. So he decided to use his strongest killer move - Wuji Dharma.

Li Yang raised his hands above his head, releasing the infinite power in his body without reservation. For a moment, the spiritual power in the desert seemed to be attracted by some powerful force and gathered towards Li Yang frantically. Under the wrapping of this rich spiritual power, a huge figure slowly emerged behind Li Yang. This was his infinite Dharma image.

This statue was several feet tall, with a stern and majestic face, and exuded a frightening aura. In his hand, he held a huge battle axe, with runes flashing on it, as if it contained the power to destroy the world.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Xiao Ling looked at the Wuji Dharma Image behind Li Yang, his eyes filled with fear and despair. He could feel the terrifying power contained in this Dharma Image, a power that was enough to crush him to pieces.

"Die!" Li Yang shouted, controlling the Wuji Dharma Image and marching towards Xiao Ling. With every step, the desert shook, as if it couldn't bear the weight of the Dharma Image. Xiao Ling wanted to run away, but he found that his legs seemed to be fixed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.

"No——" Xiao Ling screamed in despair, but his voice was soon drowned out by the attack of Wuji Dharma. Li Yang controlled the Dharma to raise the battle axe and chopped it down fiercely at Xiao Ling. A huge axe light cut through the sky and slashed towards Xiao Ling with endless destructive power.

"Bang!" The axe blade chopped Xiao Ling, making a loud noise that shook the earth. Xiao Ling's body instantly turned into a ball of blood mist and dissipated in the desert, leaving only a mess of sand, proving that he had existed here before.

Li Yang put away his Wuji Dharma Image and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the desert in front of him that had become devastated by the battle, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

When one's cultivation reaches the martial spirit realm, once they start fighting, they can easily destroy the heavens and the earth.

(End of this chapter)