Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14703 Revenge

Lingxiao below drew his sword.

The Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword, carrying Ling Xiao's bone-deep hatred, soared into the sky. The sword transformed into a phantom of a ten-thousand-foot-long poisonous snake, filled with poisonous mist and with gleaming white fangs. It then transformed into a blood-red sword light, condensed into a thread, and pierced straight into Mu Yin's heart!

When the sword light appeared, the world changed color. Poisonous energy and killing intent intertwined, carrying an aura of annihilation that made even Mu Yin's soul tremble.

This sword strike subtly touched upon some kind of rule of heaven and earth, ignoring his realm suppression and giving him an absurd fear that "the shackles of realm are meaningless in front of this sword," as if this sword could cross the gap of cultivation and directly attack his origin!

Before the sword light arrived, a strange and domineering domain power had already enveloped Mu Yin... It was the domain of the Demon God's Dharma Form!

Although still somewhat crude and its system not yet perfect, in the state of Lingxiao's bloodline fully erupting and his mind and demonic intent reaching the peak of madness, this nascent domain actually unleashed a deadly deterrent, firmly suppressing Mu Yin's sword intent and slowing his movements by even a fraction.

laugh……!

A soft sound, exceptionally clear amidst the deafening roar.

The tip of the Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword pierced through Mu Yin's chest with precision, emerging from his back and leaving a trail of dazzling blood. The poisonous energy instantly surged into his body along the sword tip, frantically eroding his meridians and essence.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Countless warriors from the Overlord Empire who looked up at the sky were dumbfounded, their minds blank, and they even forgot to breathe... Ling Xiao actually severely injured Mu Yin, who stood at the peak of the Silent Realm, with a single sword strike.

Mu Yin himself was filled with astonishment and confusion. He knew better than anyone the vast gap between himself and Ling Xiao. It was an absolute chasm of realm, foundation, and the accumulation of years, which could not be bridged by a momentary secret technique or an outburst of grief and anger!

But the excruciating pain in his chest and the tangible sensation of his life force rapidly slipping away shattered his understanding.

"Go away!"

Shame, anger, resentment, and fear intertwined. Mu Yin roared and pressed down hard with his right hand. Instead of releasing his powerful sword intent to break the deadlock, it surged wildly into his body, trying to suppress the injuries, force out the poison, and preserve this body that had been cultivated for a thousand years.

But it was all in vain. The poison of the Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword was the most potent poison in the world, not only corroding bones but also invading the soul. At this moment, it was eroding his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, severing his meridians, disintegrating his flesh and blood, and turning into countless tiny specks of light that dissipated.

In just a few breaths, Mu Yin's physical body was completely destroyed, leaving only a slightly illusory soul suspended in the air, his body wrapped in blood-red poisonous energy, emitting a shrill soul tremor, in unbearable pain.

At that moment, a ghostly light flashed in Ling Xiao's hand, and another longsword, pure white and exuding a chilling aura, appeared... the God-Slaying Sword! This sword was specifically designed to counter the soul. Its blade hummed incessantly, emitting a sharp light that locked onto the soul, pointing directly at Mu Yin's remnant soul, its killing intent palpable.

Mu Yin's remnant soul trembled violently, fear completely devouring his pride. With almost no hesitation, the remnant soul transformed into an extreme black stream of light, using its last bit of strength to tear open a spatial rift.

They fled desperately towards the horizon, disappearing from sight in an instant without leaving a trace.

Below, Ling Xiao did not give chase. He knew that a powerhouse of Mu Yin's level, if determined to escape, would be difficult to catch unless several powerful figures of the same level joined forces to create an inescapable trap.

The overwhelming bloodlust and frenzied aura slowly receded from Ling Xiao's body like a tide.

He returned to normal, stood there for a moment, the bloodshot in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a deathly gray, the unfathomable coldness in his eyes more chilling than any roar.

He slowly turned around and walked back to Ji Mingkong's side, his movements so gentle as if afraid of disturbing her sleep. He carefully picked up her body and placed her deep into the magic needle space...

The area is rich in spiritual energy, which can temporarily prevent her body from decaying.

After doing all this, he slowly raised his head and looked towards the eastern horizon...

That was the direction where the Sword Star Holy Hall sect was located. There were no roars, no tears, only a chilling silence. The killing intent around them solidified into tangible form, turning into frost and snow that covered the surrounding area.

The next moment, he took a step, soaring into the air, and walked resolutely towards the Sword Star Sanctuary. His back was lonely and resolute, each step carrying a deep-seated hatred, and every breath exuding a mad madness of mutual destruction.

Sword Star Sanctuary!

At this moment, Ling Xiao had only one thought left in his mind, which was branded deep in his consciousness, burning and clear.

revenge!

Even though reason had been reduced to a flickering candle in the wind, this raging fury was deeply rooted in the last corner of his consciousness, becoming the only instinct that supported the body's actions.

His heart was empty except for revenge.

From the moment Ji Mingqi's aura dissipated, everything in the world paled in comparison, no longer worthy of his attention.

He had long since given up on living; revenge was the only remaining meaning in his body.

Before it comes to a complete end, he must wipe out the Sword Star Sanctuary in blood, for Mingkong and for himself, to settle this deep-seated hatred!

A slender figure suddenly darted out and steadily blocked Ling Xiao's path. It was Ling Bi, who had just broken free of her restraints and rushed over despite her injuries.

Ling Bi gazed at the blood-soaked, tattered body before her. Those eyes, once filled with tenderness and sharpness, now held only a deathly grayness and a madness that consumed everything. Her voice trembled, choked with an almost pleading sob:

"Brother Lingxiao, please don't go... I beg you."

Ling Xiao's figure seemed to be touched by this familiar yet fragile voice, and he froze in mid-air for an extremely brief moment.

He raised his hand, his fingertips still carrying the scent of blood and a slight coolness, and gently stroked Ling Bi's cheek. His movements were as tender as ever, but his tone was heartbreakingly calm:

"From now on, I can't protect you anymore. Live well and take good care of yourself."

Before he finished speaking, the crimson light around him surged again, and his figure transformed into a fierce and resolute crimson rainbow that ripped through the sky.

With a sense of utter destructive force, it shot towards the eastern horizon, leaving behind only a patch of crimson clouds, dyed crimson, that drifted slowly in the wind.

Ling Bi gazed at the red mark that was rapidly fading into the sky, slowly closed her eyes, and scalding tears silently slid down her cheeks and landed on her palms, burning her heart with pain.

She knew better than anyone that once Ling Xiao left, he never intended to turn back.

The moment Ji Mingkong collapsed, the once vibrant, cheerful, and caring Ling Xiao may have already gone with her.

What is heading to the Sword Star Sanctuary at this moment is nothing more than a body bearing a deep-seated blood feud.

After a moment of deathly silence, Ling Bi raised her hand to wipe away her tears. The sorrow in her eyes turned into a stubborn determination. She looked in the direction where Ling Xiao had disappeared, and with a flick of her body, she chased after the lingering trace of blood.

No matter what her brother becomes, no matter what lies ahead, she will follow him. Even if it costs her life, she will protect him... even if her power is as insignificant as dust in this catastrophe. (End of Chapter)