bookandnovel Chapter 14443 The Demon Heaven Sect will make you pay for your blood debts.
Chapter 14443 The Demon Heaven Sect will make you pay for your blood debts.
Chapter 14443 The Demon Heaven Sect will make you pay for your blood debts.
The warship was like a mobile steel fortress, its surface gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen, radiating a chilling aura.
Ling Xiao's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile filled with disdain and mockery. He shouted, "Is this all you've got?"
He continued shouting, "That's all!"
The sound was as chilling as a cold wind, echoing in the void, as if it would shatter the majesty of the warship.
The warship fell into a deathly silence, as if Ling Xiao's words had stunned everyone into silence.
Only his chilling voice echoed in the void, like a summons from hell: "Send any more trash, and I'll cleave your warships in two!"
The voice conveyed a sense of determination and dominance, leaving no room for doubt.
Suddenly, a sinister whisper echoed from the depths of the warship, a voice that seemed to emanate from the dark abyss, carrying a chilling aura: "Ling Xiao, do you know the strength of my Demon Heaven Sect..."
The voice conveyed a sense of threat and warning, attempting to use the name of the Demon Heaven Sect to suppress Ling Xiao.
Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao angrily pointed at the void, his finger as sharp as a sword, as if to pierce through the threat in the void.
He roared, "I don't care what your Demon Heaven Sect or Netherworld Palace is! Either come out and die, or shut up!"
He continued to roar, "Stop trying to scare me with your sect's name! I never spare a coward under my sword!"
The sound exploded like thunder, making the surrounding air buzz.
His eyes burned with a furious rage, as if he wanted to burn away all the hypocrisy and cowardice in the world.
Before he finished speaking, he vanished from the spot like a ghost.
The next moment, the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword slashed towards the warship with a crescent-shaped black light.
The black light was like the scythe of death, carrying endless destructive power. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
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The black light, like the scythe of death, aimed straight for the core of the warship.
The silver light on the surface of the warship surged instantly, like a giant sphere of light, attempting to withstand the fierce attack.
However, the power of this black light was too great, and although the silver light was strong, it could not completely resist it.
A jagged crack was cleaved through the hull, the crack resembling a giant, menacing dragon spreading wildly across the ship, as if it were about to tear the warship to shreds.
A figure flew out of the crack in a panic. It was an old man with a haggard and aged face, his eyes filled with fear and panic.
Behind the old man stood a young man, whose face was pale and body was trembling slightly, clearly terrified by the scene before him.
The old man held a blood-red jade talisman in his hand, which emitted an eerie light, as if it contained powerful energy.
He was about to activate the jade talisman, attempting a final struggle.
However, Ling Xiao had already arrived like a shadow.
His speed was so fast, like lightning, that no one had time to react.
The sword's edge was aimed directly at the old man's brow. The cold blade made the old man tremble, as if he had seen the arrival of death.
The old man froze instantly, and the blood-red jade talisman in his hand stopped activating. His eyes were filled with despair and helplessness.
"Still want to escape?"
Ling Xiao's icy voice suddenly rang out, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, as if the old man's struggle was nothing more than a farce by a clown.
With that, he suddenly exerted force on the blade in his hand. The sharp blade, which was already pressed against the old man's neck, instantly burst forth with a fierce aura, like a ferocious beast awakening, carrying the power to destroy the world.
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With a chilling sound of a blade piercing flesh, blood spurted out like a fountain, tracing eerie arcs in the air.
The old man's head flew high into the air, his face still bearing the marks of terror and resentment, his wide-open eyes seemingly telling of his attachment to life and his fear of death.
The jade talisman in his hand, which he had originally regarded as his hope for survival, fell helplessly into the void as he lost control of it.
With a light flick of the tip of his sword, Lingxiao moved with fluid grace, as if playing with an insignificant object, easily picking up the fallen jade talisman from his fingertips.
He lowered his head slightly, his gaze sweeping contemptuously over the jade talisman. He sneered, his laughter filled with disdain and mockery: "This piece of junk dares to call itself a life-saving talisman?"
He continued to scoff, "It's nothing but a self-deceiving trick."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger, the movement swift and decisive, as if he were simply swatting away an annoying fly.
The jade talisman was instantly struck by a powerful force, shattering into a cloud of blood mist that spread through the void, emitting a pungent, bloody stench.
However, while Ling Xiao was dealing with the old man and the jade talisman, the young man seized the fleeting opportunity to escape.
His body shimmered with light, indicating that he had used some extremely precious escape technique. He moved like lightning, leaving afterimages in the air at an astonishing speed.
Otherwise, with his ordinary abilities, he would never have been able to escape so quickly right under Ling Xiao's nose.
There was no further movement inside the Xuan Tie warship, as if everyone inside had been terrified by Ling Xiao's thunderous methods.
Ling Xiao slowly turned around, his posture as upright as a pine tree. The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand pointed diagonally into the void, and drops of blood dripped from the blade, drawing a scarlet trail in the void, like a river of blood from hell, exuding a chilling aura.
He looked up at the deep starry sky, and the vast universe seemed to become his stage to unleash his domineering spirit.
His voice was like ice falling to the ground, cold and resolute: "You scoundrels of the Silent Realm, if you dare to invade again, I will slaughter your entire sect, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive!"
The sound was like a rolling thunderclap, exploding in the void. The sound waves rolled and shook the void, making it hum and vibrate. It seemed that even the stars were trembling, not daring to look directly at his domineering aura.
In the distance, the fleeing youth's expression changed drastically. His already pale face became even whiter, devoid of any color.
A flicker of terror flashed in his eyes, and that terror spread rapidly throughout his body like a tidal wave, causing him to shiver involuntarily.
Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and transformed into a streak of light, which, like a brilliant star, streaked across the night sky and vanished into the horizon in an instant, leaving only ripples in the void, as if telling of the panic and fear in his heart.
From the depths of the sky, a voice filled with resentment and venom rolled like thunder: "Ling Xiao, my Demon Heaven Sect will make you pay for your blood debt!"
The voice was filled with hatred and anger, as if it wanted to devour Ling Xiao alive to vent its hatred.
However, Ling Xiao merely smiled coldly, a smile full of disdain for the enemy and confidence in the future, as if he had already cast the threat to the back of his mind.
Ling Xiao's expression was as cold as frost, his stern face seemingly covered by millennia-old ice, devoid of any warmth.