bookandnovel Chapter 14439 Please Return the Item to Its Rightful Owner
Chapter 14439 Please Return the Item to Its Rightful Owner
Chapter 14439 Please Return the Item to Its Rightful Owner
The newcomer was none other than Ling Xiao. He was dressed in plain white robes, which fluttered gently in the breeze, like a pure white cloud or a celestial being descending from the heavens, otherworldly and untouched by the dust of the mortal world.
His face was calm and peaceful, and his eyes revealed a profound wisdom and boundless confidence.
Ling Xiao gazed silently at the giant ships in the distance, his eyes deep and calm, as if those three terrifying giant ships were nothing more than insignificant ants in his eyes.
His eyes showed no fear or wavering, only a clear understanding of the situation and a firm belief in victory.
His tone was calm and even, like a babbling brook in spring, as he said softly yet firmly, "There's no need to panic."
The voice, like a spring breeze, gently caressed Ji Mingkong's heart, attempting to soothe her anxiety and unease.
These four simple words seemed to contain boundless power, gradually calming Ji Mingkong's panicked heart.
Ji Mingkong was still immersed in the momentary peace brought by Ling Xiao's words "No need to panic," and before his thoughts could fully settle, he slowly turned his head to look at Ling Xiao.
At first glance, one could see a faint smile on his lips, a smile like the warm sun suddenly piercing through the clouds in winter, not intense but with just the right temperature, warm and mysterious, as if hiding countless unknown secrets.
In this tense and oppressive atmosphere, where war seemed imminent, this smile appeared particularly abrupt, yet it possessed an indescribable magic that made Ji Mingkong's originally taut nerves relax.
Ling Xiao continued, his voice still calm as still water, yet carrying an undeniable power: "Look, I'm not only not flustered, I even want to laugh out loud."
His words carried an innate confidence and composure, as if he had already seen through the impending battle, that everything was under his control, and that no hardship or obstacle could shake his inner resolve.
Just as Ji Mingkong was about to speak, her words were interrupted by a sudden roar. She instinctively wanted to ask Ling Xiao why he had such a strange reaction.
Just then, a strangely shaped flying boat suddenly appeared in the sky on the right.
The flying boat, like a dazzling meteor streaking across the sky from distant interstellar space, instantly drew everyone's attention.
This airship is made entirely of crystal, each piece of which is like a work of art carefully sculpted by nature, pure and flawless.
Under the starlight, the crystal surface refracts a dazzling array of colors: red like fire, pink like the sunset, and blue like the sea. The various colors intertwine, creating a dreamlike scene that is breathtakingly beautiful.
The light flickered, as if it contained endless mysteries, as if it were telling a mysterious story from a distant time and space.
After the airship came to a slow stop, a woman dressed in an ice-blue dress stepped out.
Her long dress was as pure as a glacier, without a single impurity, exuding a cool and refreshing aura, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.
Her steps were light and graceful, each step as if she were walking on clouds, like a butterfly dancing and drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
Her gaze swept over Ling Xiao, her eyes as sharp as cold stars, as if they could see into the depths of a person's heart, yet they also carried a hint of curiosity, as if she were exploring an unknown world.
A slight upturn of her lips revealed a captivating smile, a smile as enchanting as a spring flower, instantly radiating endless charm. She spoke, "Are you Ling Xiao?"
The sound is crisp and melodious, as pleasant as a silver bell.
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his expression calm and composed, as if everything before him was nothing more than ordinary.
He said, "Exactly."
The voice was concise and clear, without any unnecessary embellishment, yet it conveyed an undeniable firmness, as if declaring his identity and stance to the world.
The woman's lips curled into a slight smile, a clear, bell-like laugh that carried a hint of teasing and inquiry. Her gaze fell directly on Ling Xiao as she asked, "Was it you who destroyed the Blazing Fire Sect?"
The tone was as if confirming a strange event that one had long heard of but also longed to witness firsthand.
Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, like a cold star twinkling in the night, revealing vigilance and coldness.
He looked directly into the woman's eyes and asked, "Are you from the Demon Heaven Sect?"
Although the voice was calm, it contained an undeniable air of authority.
The woman nodded slightly, her movements elegant and composed, like an ice lotus swaying gently in the wind.
A barely perceptible sharpness flashed in her eyes as she said, "I heard that our sect's most treasured artifact is in your hands?"
Those words carried an undeniable, assertive tone.
Ling Xiao's lips curled into a faint smile, a smile that wasn't quite a smile. Then, he raised his hand and waved it lightly. A flash of black light appeared, and the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword appeared in his hand.
The sword emitted a cold, eerie light, as if it contained endless demonic energy.
Holding a longsword, his eyes were firm and confident as he said, "What can I do with you in my hands?"
The woman's smile remained unchanged, as if the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in Ling Xiao's hand had no effect on her whatsoever.
She took a small step forward, her voice gentle yet carrying an irresistible force: "Please return it to its rightful owner."
Just then, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword suddenly trembled violently, emitting a clear and sharp sword cry, as if it were telling of its unwillingness and longing.
The light on the sword's blade flickered, as if drawn by an invisible force.
Return the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword?
Ling Xiao was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing across his originally calm expression.
He hadn't expected that this woman had come for this reason. He had thought it was just an ordinary confrontation, but he never expected that it would involve the Demon Heaven Sect's most treasured artifact.
Ling Xiao looked down at the trembling longsword in his hand, his eyes filled with disdain and determination, and said coldly, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You want to go to the Demon Heaven Sect? No way!"
He knew in his heart that once the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword returned to the Demon Heaven Sect, it might trigger a series of unpredictable troubles.
He had no intention of respecting the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword's wishes; in his view, this guy had betrayed him repeatedly.
Previously, at a critical moment, this sword had become unruly, almost putting him in a desperate situation.
He had already planned it all out. When the time was right, he would feed this sword to his God-Slaying Sword Soul, letting it become nourishment for the God-Slaying Sword Soul's growth.
The sword spirit is currently unable to absorb such powerful demonic energy, which is why it has kept the sword.
Demon Lord Black Sky Sword seemed to sense Ling Xiao's resolute decision, and was speechless, even feeling somewhat aggrieved.
Its blade gleamed even more dimly, as if expressing its helplessness.