Batian Martial Soul

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Before Yelü Tian could react, Jia Shi's fist had already struck out, the wind from the punch was fierce and terrifying, and it hit Yelü Tian squarely in the chest.

"Snap...!"

A crisp sound of bones cracking rang out. Under the terrifying force of the punch, Yelü Tian's body was like shattered porcelain. Starting from his chest, countless fine cracks spread to his limbs, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye.

Then, blood gushed out! The scene was extremely horrifying.

"No...! I'm not reconciled! Who are you? Who are you? Why did you attack my Demon Soul Clan? Why did you help that bastard Ling Xiao? I hate it!"

Yelü Tian roared incessantly, filled with grief, anger, and resentment. The Demon Soul Clan had finally been unsealed, and they were planning to lead them to sweep across the Chaotic Martial Realm once again.

But then he encountered such a terrifying woman.

Even he was utterly helpless in front of this woman.

With a roar, Yelü Tian's body exploded, turning into countless fragments of flesh and blood that scattered into the void, leaving only his soul to flee in haste.

Jia Shi withdrew his fist, his silver scales now stained with scarlet blood, making him appear even more ferocious and terrifying.

She shook her hands to get rid of the dirt, looking somewhat annoyed.

Then, she looked at the other Demon Soul Clan warriors, her eyes filled with indifference, not hatred.

For her, killing was not revenge, nor was it a heinous crime, but simply a task that had to be completed.

The warriors of the Demon Soul Clan were terrified. What a joke! They were the most elite clan in the Chaotic Martial World, and they had previously dreamed of ruling the Chaotic Martial World.

So now they're facing the imminent threat of their entire clan being wiped out?

The contrast is just too great, isn't it?

It wasn't that these people were afraid of death or cowardly, but rather that the impact of the Jia Shi incident was too great, completely shattering their belief and courage to resist.

They didn't even dare to make a move; they just stood there dumbfounded, watching Jia Shi and waiting for him to reap the harvest.

Even Ling Xiao, who was watching the commotion from the sidelines, felt sorry for the Demon Soul Clan.

Jia Shi finally spoke again: "Killing you all should end it, right?"

One sentence sent the hearts of all the warriors of the Demon Soul Clan into their throats.

Ling Xiao was a little nervous at this moment. What if Jia Shi killed all the people of the Demon Soul Clan and then went to cause trouble in the Chaotic Martial Realm?

We have to think of a way, otherwise he will become a sinner in the chaotic martial arts world.

Jia Shi raised her hand, and a dazzling silver light condensed in her palm.

Clearly, she was ready to attack.

Ling Xiao took out the God-Slaying Sword. No matter what, he had to give it a try. He had to deal with the mess he had made.

However, at that moment, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Jia Shi's body suddenly trembled violently, as if he had epilepsy. The next moment, an extremely sharp scream rang out, piercing through the entire underworld and even penetrating the void, echoing throughout the entire territory of the Demon Soul Clan.

Her body began to tremble violently, and the silver scales all over her body flickered and shimmered.

It felt like something was tearing and ramming wildly inside her, causing her unbearable pain.

She clutched her head tightly with both hands and curled up.

For the first time, a look of pain appeared in his silver vertical pupils, his eyes were bloodshot, and the coldness and indifference he had shown before were gone.

"what……!"

Jia Shi's screams echoed continuously in the underworld, shrill and desperate.

The surviving demon soul warriors were shaken to their core by the screams, their blood churning.

Some even fainted, temporarily forgetting their fear.

Ling Xiao's expression instantly turned strange. He stood at a distance, quietly watching Jia Shi struggle in pain.

Two completely different emotions welled up in my heart at the same time:

One is worry.

He worried that if Jia Shi encountered problems and completely lost his fighting ability, the surviving Demon Soul Clan warriors might take the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

While he wasn't weak on his own, he was no match for the remaining Demon Soul Clan warriors, especially other potentially powerful individuals who might be hiding.

He couldn't withstand their attack at all, and he might very well perish here.

The other is to feel fortunate.

He was relieved that Jia Shi had suffered a backlash and stopped the killing.

If Jia Shi continues to kill, the Demon Soul Clan will certainly be completely wiped out, but given her personality, she will kill the Demon Soul Clan first.

The next step will likely be the slaughter of all humanity in the chaotic martial arts world.

Her backlash, though sudden, gave humanity a way out.

This temporarily saved the Chaotic Martial World from the crisis of annihilation.

Jia Shi's screams grew weaker and weaker, her body curled up into a ball, suspended in the void.

Its entire body of silver scales completely lost its luster and became dull and lifeless.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her breathing was weak, and her breath was growing weaker and weaker.

It was as if it had fallen into a deep sleep, and the previous terror and oppression were gone.

In the underworld, the surviving demon soul warriors looked at each other, their bodies stiff and their legs weak.

Their eyes were filled with lingering fear, and no one dared to take a step forward, or even breathe loudly.

Who knows if that devilish woman might suddenly wake up?

If she were to open her eyes again and go berserk, everyone present would likely be slaughtered, leaving not even ashes behind.

The horrific scene from just moments ago was still vivid in their minds: thirty-two top martial artists were instantly killed, Yelü Tian's body was shattered by a single punch, and the clan's treasure was crushed by bare hands. That deep-seated fear had long been etched into their very bones.

They didn't even have the courage to get close, let alone attack.

Regardless of whether the woman was truly problematic, they didn't want to try. At this moment, they only hoped that Ling Xiao would quickly take that woman away, as far away from here as possible, so that they could feel at ease.

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. The Demon Soul Clan was indeed terrified of being killed. In that case, it saved him a lot of trouble.

With a casual wave of his hand, Jia Shi flew onto his back, its silver scales clinging tightly to his back, bringing a chilling sensation.

The icy aura emanating from Jia Shi spread down his spine and throughout his body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

Ling Xiao suppressed the discomfort. The woman's touch was really not good, but she was the key to his power, so he couldn't just throw her away.

Then, instead of leaving, he glanced at the Demon Soul Clan and said indifferently, "You're lucky today. My sister here is a bit tired. Consider it an escape from disaster!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

The speed wasn't fast, but none of the Demon Soul Clan warriors dared to attempt an attack.

Yelü Tian's soul hid in the distance, not daring to come over. The psychological damage that woman had caused him was too great, and had even shattered his Dao heart.

"Heh, a bunch of cowards!" Ling Xiao shook his head and left the Underworld under the watchful eyes of the Demon Soul Clan. (End of Chapter)