Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14852 The Divine Sword Returns

Long Chen continued to stare at the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword, his tone unwavering, still carrying an unyielding authority:

"I don't want to hear this nonsense. Give me an answer... Will you hurt him? Will you hinder his growth?"

The voice paused for a moment, then slowly said:

"Rest assured, Your Excellency, I have no ill intentions toward him. If I had, I would have taken his life back in the Realm of Annihilation. Why wait until today?"

The reason I cannot break free from this sword, cannot leave its side, is that my own consciousness has not yet fully awakened; I am limited by the sword's form. It is not that I am unwilling to leave, nor that I want to be a burden to it.

Long Chen remained silent for a moment, his gaze softening slightly. He could sense that the voice was not lying; it truly meant no harm to Ling Xiao.

He flicked his finger, and a wisp of golden dragon energy slowly entered the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword. The dragon energy was gentle yet powerful, instantly enveloping the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword and dissolving the malevolent energy and unease surrounding it.

Then, Long Chen said softly, "Go! Go back to his side, protect him, and don't let him suffer any unnecessary harm. If anyone dares to harm him in your name, I will kill them!"

The Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword trembled slightly, as if it understood Long Chen's words.

The demonic runes on the blade grew brighter and brighter, then transformed into a streak of black light that broke through the confines of the secret chamber and vanished instantly, hurtling towards Ling Xiao's location.

Just as the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword was about to transform into a streak of black light and break through the secret chamber to rush towards the heavens, a white-haired old man behind Long Chen suddenly flashed by.

Like a ghost, it blocked the path of the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword. Golden light surged around it, and a powerful dragon aura gathered in its palm, attempting to stop this ancient artifact.

But the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword did not pause at all. With an unstoppable force, it crashed straight into the old man. The demonic patterns on the blade blazed brightly, and a monstrous demonic power erupted!

boom……!

A deafening roar reverberated throughout the secret chamber as demonic power and dragon energy collided violently, sending out a raging shockwave that instantly covered the walls of the chamber with cracks, and even the ancient dragon bone chair trembled slightly.

The old man felt a tremendous force coming from the sword, his whole body trembled violently, his blood surged, and he involuntarily retreated several feet, leaving deep footprints on the ground beneath his feet.

He barely managed to steady himself after crashing into the stone wall of the secret chamber, a faint trace of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

When he came to his senses and looked up, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword had already transformed into a streak of black light, breaking through the restrictions of the secret chamber and disappearing without a trace, leaving only a faint trace of demonic energy lingering in the air.

The old man turned around, looking anxiously at Long Chen, his tone filled with a hint of confusion and regret: "Young Master, why...why did you let it go?"

Long Chen remained seated on the dragon-bone chair, his expression indifferent, his tone calm and even as he slowly spoke: "What do you want to say?"

The old man took a deep breath, suppressed his anxiety, and said in a deep voice:

"Young Master, this sword is the only key to the Demon Lord's treasure. With this, we can open the long-sealed Demon Lord's treasure and obtain the endless opportunities and power within."

This Golden Dragon Gate would be of immense benefit to you, young master. Why would you let it go so easily?

Long Chen raised his eyes, glanced at him indifferently, and said with a hint of disdain and indifference: "It's just a Demon Lord's treasure. It's of no importance to me."

The old man hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't suppress his doubts and cautiously spoke again:

"Young Master, if I may be so bold as to ask, you seem to care a lot about that young man Lingxiao? For his sake, you even went so far as to let the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword go, which is really illogical."

Long Chen suddenly turned his head, his gaze sharp as a knife, and looked straight at the old man. His aura suddenly exploded, carrying an undeniable majesty.

The old man's expression changed drastically, his heart tightened, and he quickly bowed deeply, his head bowed so low that he dared not even breathe... He knew that he had touched Long Chen's sore spot.

Long Chen stared at the bowing old man, his tone cold and firm, and said, word by word:

"This person has a past with me and is someone I care about. You two must not harbor any disloyalty towards him in the future, and you must not harm him in the slightest. Do you understand?"

The old man nodded hurriedly, his tone extremely respectful: "Your subordinate understands! Your subordinate will remember your instructions, young master, and will never dare to offend Young Master Lingxiao in the slightest in the future!"

Long Chen slowly withdrew his gaze, his eyes gently closing, his aura gradually subsiding, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity and resolve:

"I need to go into seclusion for a while to cultivate diligently. I must improve my strength as soon as possible, otherwise, if my elder brother is in trouble in the future, I won't even be qualified to help him!"

The two elderly men behind him dared not say anything more. After bowing respectfully, they quietly withdrew and gently closed the door of the secret room, shutting out all the noise.

Only Long Chen remained, quietly cultivating in the secret chamber, surrounded by dragon energy.

……

High above the clouds, a strong wind howled, and the clash of swords and axes created a fierce shockwave that scattered the surrounding clouds.

Ling Xiao was engaged in a fierce battle with Meng Haoqing. The Bloodthirsty Blade danced in his hand, its sharp light carrying a bloodthirsty killing intent with every strike.

Meng Haoqing wielded a giant axe, his physique imposing, the axe's shadow like a mountain, each strike containing immense power, the aura of the Black Bear Martial Soul swirling around him, roaring incessantly.

Just as the two were locked in fierce combat, Ling Xiao suddenly stopped, his bloodthirsty blade drooping slightly, his expression shifting as he subconsciously gazed towards the horizon...

There, a tiny black dot was hurtling towards them with lightning speed, so fast that it broke through the clouds and appeared in front of Lingxiao in an instant.

It was a jet-black longsword, its blade ancient and simple, with flowing demonic patterns, and surrounded by a familiar, overwhelming demonic power... It was none other than the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, which had disappeared for many days!

I came back on my own?

Ling Xiao's pupils contracted slightly, his heart filled with astonishment, and he stood there stunned... He never expected that the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword would fly back on its own and even find him.

In the instant he lost his focus, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword flew straight toward his chest without the slightest pause.

Like a bird returning to its nest, it instantly entered his body without causing any pain. Instead, it brought a warm and powerful force that spread throughout his body along his meridians, nourishing his physical body and spiritual energy.

Ling Xiao blinked, his face full of confusion... What was going on? How could the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword fly back on its own and even actively merge into his body? Had something happened?

He slowly opened his palm, and with a thought, the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword instantly appeared in his hand.

The sword trembled violently, its demonic runes gleaming, as if whispering something, its tone carrying a hint of grievance and a touch of intimacy.

Ling Xiao looked at the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword trembling in his palm, a slight smile appearing on his lips, and said softly:

"Okay, okay, I understand. I won't let you go out and cause trouble again, and I won't let you suffer any more grievances!" (End of Chapter)