bookandnovel Chapter 14745 Too Brutal
Chapter 14745 Too Brutal
Chapter 14745 Too Brutal
Ling Xiao activated the sacred runes within his body, guiding their power to slowly merge into the Bloodthirsty Blade.
hum! ! !
The Bloodthirsty Blade trembled violently and emitted a clear, melodious sound. On the blade, in addition to the original blood-red patterns, faint golden holy runes appeared, with blood and gold intertwined and intertwined.
The aura it emitted instantly surged several times over, the baleful energy and the power of the holy runes merging together, becoming increasingly violent and terrifying!
"What a fine blade!" Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He felt the terrifying power contained within the blade and his heart was filled with excitement. He then swung the blade in a feint!
Snap!
Wherever the blade passed, the void was torn apart as if it were made of paper. A huge black blade mark pierced through tens of thousands of feet of void, its power terrifying beyond measure!
But almost at the same time the sword energy erupted, Ling Xiao groaned, and several deep gashes suddenly burst open on his right arm, which was holding the sword, and blood splattered out, staining the sword red.
Immediately afterwards, a tearing pain came from his chest and back, and several hideous wounds appeared out of nowhere, with blood seeping out continuously. Even though his physical body had been tempered to be extremely strong, it was difficult for him to withstand the backlash of this violent power.
"Withdraw!" Ling Xiao's face turned pale. He dared not forcefully activate the holy runes any longer and hurriedly dispersed the holy rune power that had merged into the blade.
The Bloodthirsty Blade instantly returned to its original state, the golden holy runes on the blade disappeared, and the violent power subsided as well.
Ling Xiao was panting heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat. Although the wounds on his body were healing rapidly under the nourishment of the holy rune power, the tearing sensation he had just felt still made him shudder.
"With your current physical strength, you cannot withstand the full power of the Holy Rune."
Xia Ming said in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of reminder.
"The power of the Holy Runes is too violent; forcibly activating it will only backfire. However, at crucial moments, using it as a trump card for a short burst can be enough to reverse the battle and kill a powerful enemy."
Ling Xiao nodded slowly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
He was aware of his shortcomings. Although his physical body was strong, it was not yet strong enough to fully bear the power of the sacred runes. He would need to continuously temper his body in the future in order to truly unleash the full power of the sacred runes.
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The third level of the Nirvana Realm, at the entrance to the passage leading to the outside world.
Beneath a gray sky, thick clouds filled the air, and a dense aura of death and malevolence permeated the space. A massive teleportation array stood in the center of the open space, its array patterns shimmering with a cold light and radiating immense spatial power.
Outside the teleportation array, countless figures could be vaguely seen standing guard, their auras heavy and focused. Each of them was an elite force from the Silent Court, guarding the entire teleportation array impenetrably.
Beside the teleportation array, two figures stood silently, waiting for something.
Ling Bi wore a green dress, her figure was slender and her temperament was aloof, but there was a hint of worry between her brows. Her eyes would occasionally look at the battle in the distance, and her expression was full of concern.
On an open ground not far away, Meng Haoqing was engaged in a fierce battle with a sword-wielding man dressed in black robes. The sounds of explosions rose and fell, and energy fluctuations swept in all directions.
Just then, a streak of dark light suddenly appeared and landed beside Ling Bi. The black mist around him dissipated, revealing Ling Xiao's figure.
"Brother Ling Xiao!" A look of joy flashed in Ling Bi's eyes, then her gaze faltered slightly as she carefully examined Ling Xiao, sensing the aura emanating from him that was several times stronger than before. She exclaimed in surprise, "You've broken through? You've already entered the Lower Lord Realm?"
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Ling Bi before settling on the two people locked in fierce combat in the distance. He asked calmly, "Who is he fighting?"
In the distance, Meng Haoqing's blood was boiling, his ancient demonic ape bloodline was fully erupting, his body swelled slightly, and dense black demonic energy surrounded him. When he swung his giant axe, it carried a tremendous power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.
Each axe blow felt like a mountain crashing down, making the air vibrate and forcing the sword-wielding man to retreat repeatedly, looking disheveled.
The swordsman's swordsmanship was extremely fierce. Every strike carried a chilling killing intent. The sword light was like a net, covering all directions. His sword moves were tricky and ruthless, and every move was fatal. He was obviously one of the top swordsmen in the Silent Court.
“Those are people from the Silent Court.” A voice came, and Ji Mingkong stepped out from the side, his tone cold.
“After we and Meng Haoqing arrived here, that person kept provoking and challenging us. We have already fought three rounds. Although Meng Haoqing has the upper hand, it is difficult for him to completely defeat the opponent in a short time.”
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, about to speak, when Xia Ming's voice suddenly echoed in his mind from within the Demon Needle Space, his tone somewhat solemn: "Boy, do you know anything about the sealing rules of the Silent Realm?"
Ling Xiao's heart stirred, and he quickly responded with his mind: "Please explain in detail, Miss Xia Ming."
"This seal was originally set up by a powerful being from the Realm of Annihilation. It has a core rule: the stronger a being is, the greater the cost of coming down from outside the realm. They might even be devoured by the power of the seal, resulting in a significant drop in their strength."
"Conversely, weaker martial artists are almost unrestricted when crossing the seal, and the cost is minimal."
Xia Ming said in a deep voice.
"This rule is designed to provide martial artists in the Realm of Annihilation with opportunities to hone their skills, allowing them to encounter opponents from outside the realm and refine their abilities."
"Secondly, it is also to protect you local martial artists. If there were no such rule, the top experts from outside the realm would have flocked down and your Silent Extinction Realm would have been slaughtered long ago."
Ling Xiao seemed to understand something, and his mind suddenly cleared. No wonder the powerful figures from the Silent Court he had encountered before, though strong, were not insurmountable; it turned out they were restricted by the sealing rules.
"However, you shouldn't underestimate these outsiders."
Xia Ming changed the subject, his tone becoming increasingly serious, "Those who can break through the seal and come here are no ordinary people; they are either exceptionally talented or powerful individuals with hidden trump cards."
"Although you are all quite strong, especially now that you have broken through to the lower-level Lord, if you underestimate your opponents and are careless, you will still die at their hands. You must not let your guard down."
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, keeping Xia Ming's instructions in mind. His gaze returned to the battle between Meng Haoqing and the sword-wielding man. His expression was calm, but he was secretly on guard, ready to lend a helping hand at any time.
boom!!!
With a deafening roar, Meng Haoqing and the sword-wielding man were each thrown back dozens of feet by the force of the other, staggering and with a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of their mouths.
The swordsman steadied himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked past Meng Haoqing, his gaze piercing straight at Ling Xiao like a sharp sword. His tone was icy, filled with killing intent and provocation: "You, are you Ling Xiao?"
Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow, a faint hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. His expression remained calm and composed, as if the other party's provocation was nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree.
The man holding the sword pointed it at Lingxiao, the blade gleaming with a chilling light. His tone was icy cold, carrying an unyielding killing intent.