Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 13392 Do you really think I want to run away?

Empress Qian Feng stood there, her eyes full of confusion and unwillingness, her beautiful brows twisted into an insurmountable peak.

She didn't understand why she, a powerful person at the seventh level of the Condensation Realm, with a respected status in the Demon Suppression Mansion and one of the strongest, felt unprecedented powerlessness and frustration in the confrontation with Ling Xiao.

Her heart felt as if it was pricked by thousands of tiny needles. Her pride and confidence seemed to be blown away by the wind at this moment, leaving only fragments on the ground.

"Still able to survive." Ling Xiao's voice was calm and indifferent, like a chilly breeze in winter, without any emotion.

He looked at Qian Feng indifferently, with a playful smile on his lips. That smile showed both recognition of his opponent's vitality and the certainty of his own future victory.

"But it doesn't matter. If I can't kill you today, you'd better stay away from me on the battlefield tomorrow. Otherwise, I will kill you." His eyes flashed with unquestionable determination, as if he was stating a very ordinary fact.

Ling Xiao knew very well that those who were above the Condensation Realm all possessed their own means of preserving their lives, which was their last resort when they were on the brink of life and death.

But such means, like precious treasures, require a long period of recovery and cooling once used. It will take at least ten days for the power to condense again.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry. He had plenty of patience and waited for the next time he met Qian Feng.

He stared at Qian Feng's departing back, thinking to himself. He knew that the next time he saw Qian Feng, he would not be as careless and negligent as he was today.

He would be more cautious and more decisive, making sure that the blow would be enough to bring down this once powerful man forever. A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Ling Xiao's eyes, and then he returned to his calm demeanor, as if everything was under control.

Qian Feng clenched his teeth, his eyes like burning flames, staring at Ling Xiao fiercely, and said word by word:

"Ling Xiao, I have to say that you really surprised me. However, I was frightened by your sudden move just now and was unable to react for a while. I don't know what strange tricks you used, but when my injuries are healed, you will deeply experience the horror and despair contained in the word 'death'."

There was a hard-to-conceal resentment and unwillingness in her voice, as if she wanted to pour all her emotions on Ling Xiao.

She continued, "Also, remember this, the more evil you act, the harder it will be for the Holy Hall to let you go! Although they can't blatantly slaughter the entire Demon Suppression House, they have plenty of legitimate reasons and means to deal with a mere Ling Xiao like you! Your doom is not far away."

Ling Xiao didn't show any fear when he heard this, instead his eyes became more determined. He knew very well that this battle with the Holy Hall was inevitable.

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the originally empty void, and then twelve knights dressed in silver armor and holding shining holy swords appeared out of thin air. They were like gods descending from the sky, and surrounded Ling Xiao fiercely.

At the same time, four temple priests wearing gorgeous robes and pointed hats slowly emerged. Their faces were solemn and serious, and each of them held a staff inlaid with dazzling gems in their hands.

They quickly outlined intricate and mysterious holy patterns in the void. Those holy patterns flashed with dazzling light, as if containing infinite power and will.

The whole scene instantly became tense and depressing, with a heavy atmosphere of solemnity filling the air.

"Wow, so many people, I'm so scared!" Ling Xiao pretended to be surprised and shouted loudly. There was a hint of teasing in his voice, as if the crisis before him was just a harmless game.

"I'm running away first!" Before he finished his words, his body had already reacted. He turned around, as if he really intended to escape from this hostile battlefield.

However, just as his figure was about to disappear into the crowd, an indescribable strange atmosphere suddenly spread. Qian Feng's voice had not yet fallen, and the words "Catch him..." were still hanging in the air, but her eyes had already solidified, because the scene that happened next was beyond her imagination.

Ling Xiao, who had already turned around and seemed ready to escape, suddenly disappeared out of thin air, as if he was swallowed up by space, without leaving any trace.

And just as everyone was stunned, an even more shocking scene occurred - the next moment, the head of a temple priest was suddenly chopped off, blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the surrounding air red.

Although those temple priests possessed considerable strength, they seemed so fragile at this moment.

Compared with Qian Feng's means of saving his life, they were obviously not so lucky. The priest whose head was chopped off did not even have a chance to resist, and died on the spot. The fire of life was completely extinguished at this moment.

"I was just joking. Do you really think I want to run away?" A cold and sinister voice suddenly sounded in the crowd. Then, Ling Xiao's figure appeared out of thin air again. In his hand, he held the head of the temple priest who had just been chopped off, with a cold and cruel smile on his face.

His eyes were full of indifference and disdain for life, as if in his eyes, the lives of these temple priests were nothing but grass that could be harvested at will.

At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have transformed into a ruthless killer, making everyone present feel an indescribable fear and chill.

The next moment, Ling Xiao moved as fast as lightning and attacked again. His figure seemed to merge into the void, and no one could catch how he disappeared. When his figure appeared again, another temple priest had fallen in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, full of unwillingness and fear.

"I feel incredibly strong right now." Ling Xiao's lips curled up in a cold smile, his eyes flashing with unprecedented confidence and strength.

He knew very well that all this power came from his Heavenly Soul True Body. Even though this clone existed as an auxiliary in combat, it displayed a strength more terrifying than his original body and had almost reached the threshold of the peak of the Condensation Realm.

However, behind this power, there is also a huge price to pay. Ling Xiao can clearly feel that every time he uses the Heavenly Soul Avatar, a large amount of his soul power is consumed, and the feeling of emptiness seems to drain his soul.

Despite this, he still had to admit that this Heavenly Soul True Body was indeed his most powerful weapon at present.

Fortunately, every time he killed a temple priest, he could get some replenishment by devouring the opponent's soul power.