Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 13378 Don't panic, I'll just take a nap
Hearing this, Long Yingtian frowned, his eyes were deep and complicated. He was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing something, but in the end he could only shake his head helplessly without giving a clear answer.

The Holy Hall, a name that once made countless people tremble with fear, now seems calm on the surface, but who can guarantee that they will not stir up trouble in secret and instigate other forces to cause trouble for the Demon Suppression Mansion?

After all, in this world where the strong are respected, interests come first, and the rich resources and powerful strength possessed by the Demon Suppression Mansion are undoubtedly an attractive piece of fat meat.

"After all, there are many powerful forces in Zhenhun Mansion." Long Yingtian sighed in his heart. He knew that if he wanted to gain a foothold in this land, he must have enough strength and wisdom. And the Holy Hall is undoubtedly an existence that cannot be ignored.

However, faced with such difficulties, Long Yingtian did not choose to retreat.

He gritted his teeth, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes: "No matter what, be prepared. Now that the Holy Lord of the Demon Suppression Palace is dead, this is a great opportunity for us to take over the Demon Suppression Palace completely. As long as we can take this opportunity to turn the Demon Suppression Palace into our own private land, then the road ahead will be much smoother."

At this point, Long Yingtian's tone became firm and powerful. He knew very well that if he wanted to compete with a behemoth like the Soul-Calming Palace, he must have a solid foundation and strong strength.

This internal conflict has already cost them a heavy price. Therefore, in the days ahead, they must be more united and work together to resist external threats.

In the next war, the Demon Suppression House must be united, and this is like a rock in Long Yingtian's heart, unshakable. He knows that only internal unity and harmony can provide the most solid backing for the upcoming battle.

Immediately, Long Yingtian's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing through the people present, shooting directly at those who had stabbed them in the back. His voice was deep and powerful: "Now, it's time to properly deal with our internal problems. We can't let these internal termites continue to erode our foundation."

Hun Huan also nodded, his expression solemn. Compared with the internal conflicts of the Demon Suppression House, the problems of the Soul Clan were undoubtedly more serious. The ruthlessness of those rebels was simply outrageous. In comparison, the disputes within the Demon Suppression House were more like a show, and did not really touch upon the situation of life and death.

Those who rebelled in the Soul Clan were killed directly. Hun Huan's face was extremely gloomy. He knew very well that he had to deal with these matters seriously, otherwise the Soul Clan would never have peace.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the sky, and then Ling Xiao's figure fell from the sky like a meteor and fell to the ground. This scene came so suddenly that everyone was shocked.

"Ling Xiao!" Long Yingtian was the first to react. He screamed and rushed forward, wanting to check Ling Xiao's injuries.

"Boy, how are you?" Cheng Shifei also hurried forward, his eyes full of concern and anxiety.

"Brother Ling!" Xiao Lianzhu also rushed over, her voice filled with tears, and she was obviously frightened by this scene.

"Brother!" Long Chen also flew over.

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A group of people rushed over desperately, their faces full of anxiety and worry. Whether they were willing to admit it or not, Ling Xiao was the key to victory in this battle. Without him, they would probably have died here today and become another ghost on this battlefield.

Surrounded by the crowd, Ling Xiao spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible hint of fatigue in his voice: "It's okay, I'm just too tired and want to take a nap." A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was comforting everyone, or as if he was telling himself that it was all over.

Then, Ling Xiao's head drooped slightly, his eyelids slowly closed, and he fell into a deep sleep. His snoring was like thunder, resounding in this battlefield that was once filled with smoke, but it unexpectedly brought a sense of peace and relaxation to everyone.

Everyone looked at each other, and the tension and heaviness in their eyes seemed to be diluted at this moment. They all smiled, which was a kind of relief for surviving the disaster, and also a sincere admiration and gratitude for Ling Xiao.

However, at the same time, inside the Soul-Calming Palace's Holy Hall, the atmosphere was exceptionally dead silent. An old man stood there quietly, his voice was cold and murderous, and although there was no expression on his face, everyone could feel the indescribable anger from his words.

"The third high priest failed and lost his life." Every word the old man uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with grief for failure and mourning for the deceased.

He was the chief priest of the Soul-Calming Temple, a man who held great power but also shouldered heavy responsibilities. There was a complex light in his eyes, with both regret for the three chief priests and worry about the future.

"I didn't expect that the Demon Soul King is just a clone, but it is so terrifying." The second high priest of the temple, an old man with a weathered face, shook his head slowly, with a bit of disbelief and deep worry in his tone.

His eyes were deep, as if they could penetrate time and space, and see the endless threat posed by the terrifying Demon Soul King's clone.

"We miscalculated. Although we knew there was a terrifying strong man behind Ling Xiao, we never expected that the strong man was the Demon Soul King."

The high priest frowned upon hearing this. After a moment's silence, his voice was low and firm: "The Demon Soul King, the name that once made the entire continent tremble, is indeed sealed. According to common sense, it is impossible for him to appear here. And that clone, although powerful, has limited energy and will not last for too long. Therefore, we don't have to take it too seriously. However, this does not mean that we can take it lightly."

He paused, glanced at everyone present, and continued, "The biggest trouble we have to face is still Long Yingtian, Master Lu, and Hun Yu. Especially Hun Yu, she only exerted less than 10% of her strength this time. If she can fully recover, her strength will be no less than our four main priests. Such an existence is undoubtedly a huge threat to our plan."

At this point, the high priest's tone became unusually serious: "Therefore, we must find a way to get rid of this soul rain first. Her existence has become a stumbling block on our way forward, and must be removed as soon as possible."

Hearing this, everyone nodded, with expressions of approval on their faces, and uttered two words in unison: "Reasonable!" Their eyes flashed with recognition and awe of the high priest's decision, as if at this moment, the wisdom and determination of the high priest had become the most solid backing in their hearts.