Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14435 This child's talent and temperament are truly terrifying.



Chapter 14435 This child's talent and temperament are truly terrifying.

Chapter 14435 This child's talent and temperament are truly terrifying.

The sound drifted through the deathly silence, seemingly carrying an invisible sense of oppression.

Upon hearing this, the man slowly closed his eyes, and beneath those tightly closed eyes seemed to lie endless struggle and helplessness.

After a moment, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want me to do?"

Each word seemed to be squeezed out with difficulty from a dry throat, carrying a sense of exhaustion and despair.

"Kill someone."

The Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord spoke succinctly, his gaze fixed intently on the man, as if observing his every move.

"If even you can't kill someone, then I can't help you either."

The man kept his eyes closed, his head slightly lowered, and his voice conveyed a deep sense of powerlessness, as if he had a clear understanding of his current situation.

The Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord gently shook his head, his expression calm as still water, and said, "You are just one of the people I invited."

His tone was calm, yet it seemed to contain endless profound meaning, making it impossible to fathom.

Shadow Lord frowned slightly, his eyes filled with a mixture of doubt and confusion beneath his furrowed brows. He asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"A woman."

The Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord uttered these words indifferently, as if this woman was nothing more than an ordinary existence in his eyes.

However, the word "woman" was like a sharp blade, instantly piercing the Shadow Lord's heart.

His pupils contracted slightly, and a strange light flashed in his originally dim eyes.

He instinctively reached out, wanting to grasp the jade bottle that might bring hope.

However, the Holy Lord of Tianyuan reacted quickly and swiftly retrieved the jade bottle, his movements clean and decisive without the slightest hesitation.

He looked at Ying Zun with a firm gaze and said, "After it's done, her soul will be yours."

Shadow Lord stared intently at Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord, his face contorting into a ferocious expression, like an enraged beast.

He roared, "Give it to me!"

"I, Shadow Sovereign, have traversed the star fields for millennia; when have I ever broken my promise?"

The sound echoed through the space like thunder, carrying endless anger and resentment.

The Holy Lord of Tianyuan pondered for a moment, as if weighing something.

Then, he flicked his finger, and the jade bottle seemed to come alive, slowly floating towards Shadow Venerable.

Seeing this, Yingzun carefully reached out his hand and gently accepted the jade bottle as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

His hands trembled slightly, and his whole body shook, as if the jade bottle carried all his hopes and expectations.

"In the Overlord Empire, there is a young man named Ling Xiao who possesses a supreme treasure."

Tianyuan Saint Lord looked at Ying Zun and slowly said, "However, you can't touch him now. I need him to lure out that woman."

The voice was steady and powerful, as if everything was under his control.

The Shadow Lord did not respond, but stared intently at the soul in the jade bottle, his eyes filled with tenderness and longing, as if nothing else in the world could catch his eye.

His mind was filled with memories related to that soul, those beautiful memories flashing before his eyes like a movie.

The Holy Lord of Tianyuan said no more, knowing full well that further words would be of no use at this point.

So he turned around and started walking away into the distance, his figure gradually disappearing from Shadow Lord's sight.

After the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord left, Shadow Venerable seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed to the ground.

He held the jade bottle tightly in his arms, as if in this way he could protect that precious soul forever.

He murmured softly, "A-Su..."

sorry……"

It's all my fault..."

The voice was filled with endless regret and self-blame, as if it wanted to drown itself in this deep guilt.

Outside the city, dusk, like a thin veil, gently enveloped this somewhat desolate land.

The Holy Lord of Tianyuan stood quietly, gazing intently into the city. After a moment, he gently shook his head and murmured to himself, "Deep affection is short-lived, and extreme wisdom is bound to bring harm."

The voice carried a hint of emotion and sigh, as if it were telling of some ineffable law of the world.

Just then, a girl dressed in purple appeared silently beside him like a ghost.

The girl was around the age of 12, with a light and graceful figure, like a purple flower blooming in spring.

Her features were exquisite, bearing a striking resemblance to the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord, with her lively eyes revealing a blend of intelligence and playfulness.

The girl tilted her head slightly, glanced at the direction in the city that was filled with a mysterious aura, and asked with great curiosity, "Father, who is this Shadow Lord?"

Her voice was clear and melodious, echoing in the air like a silver bell.

The Holy Lord of Tianyuan smiled slightly, a smile that carried a hint of gentleness and kindness. He slowly said, "A person who was once as famous as me."

The tone was calm, yet it seemed to contain countless stories from the past.

Upon hearing this, the girl frowned, a hint of disdain flashing in her once bright eyes. She pressed on, "What makes him worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as my father?"

In her heart, her father was a lofty and omnipotent being, and how many people in this world could compare to him?

The Holy Lord of Tianyuan shook his head slightly, his gaze turning serious. He said earnestly, "Ling'er, never underestimate the heroes of the world."

The voice was steady and powerful, as if sounding an alarm for the girl.

He slowly raised his head and looked up at the boundless sky, where countless stars twinkled, as if they were watching over the land.

He continued, "In this vast world, many talented people emerge."

Even I am not invincible in this abyss, do you understand?

His words carried a sense of awe for all things in the world and a clear awareness of his own limitations.

Yang Ling nodded as if she understood, her little head shaking slightly, her eyes still showing a hint of confusion, but she still obediently said, "Daughter understands."

Looking at his daughter's bewildered expression, the Holy Lord of Tianyuan smiled slightly, revealing a look of satisfaction.

He continued, "Your exceptional talent is your advantage."

"But the only pity is that you grew up under my protection from a young age, lacking the ruthlessness Ling Xiao forged in the crucible of life and death."

The voice carried both expectations and worries for her daughter.

"Ling Xiao?"

Yang Ling frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her originally bright eyes. She asked, "Is it Ling Xiao from the Overlord Empire?"

Some vague information about Ling Xiao surfaced in her mind, and she was filled with curiosity.

Tianyuan Saint Master nodded slightly, his eyes revealing his appreciation for Ling Xiao. He said, "This boy's talent is secondary; what is most precious is his character."

Fighting his way from a small world to the mighty empire is no small feat.

His tone was full of affirmation and admiration for Ling Xiao.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ling felt a surge of dissatisfaction. She pouted and said, "How dare he refuse Father's offer!"

In her eyes, her father's recruitment was such an honor, yet Ling Xiao was so ungrateful.

The Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord smiled, a smile that showed his appreciation and recognition of Ling Xiao. He said, "That's why I appreciate him even more."


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