Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14005 The White-Clad Divine Envoy
Ling Xiao looked calmly at the young demon king, his eyes showing no fear but rather a hint of pity: "You seem to have overlooked one thing. Even if your Demon Sea really takes over the entire Great Town Dynasty, can you possibly deal with the Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall?"

"The foundation and strength of that Holy Temple are not something your Demon Sea can easily contend with."

The young demon king fell silent, a hint of hesitation and worry flashing in his eyes.

The air in the training ground seemed to freeze; everyone held their breath, waiting for his response.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "Since we dared to come, we are naturally not afraid of them."

"We, the Demon Sea, also have our own trump cards and methods, and we will not be easily defeated by them."

Although his voice was still firm, it no longer carried the arrogance of before.

"Of course, I've heard you also have some disagreements with that Holy Temple. If possible, why not join forces with us?"

The young demon king suddenly changed the subject, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

He stared intently at Ling Xiao, as if waiting for his reply, as if if Ling Xiao nodded, they could fight against the powerful Tianyuan Holy Hall together.

Ling Xiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile that concealed a hint of calculation and consideration: "If we join forces to deal with the Tianyuan Holy Hall, it's not impossible."

He knew perfectly well that in this ever-changing situation, the threat posed by the Heavenly Abyss Temple was far greater than that posed by the Demon Sea.

Although the Demon Sea acts tyrannically and ruthlessly, adhering to the principle of "those who obey me prosper," it will at least give him a way out, even if that way requires him to submit and become a slave.

But the Tianyuan Holy Hall was completely different. They were a group that saw him as a thorn in their side and only wanted to take his life. No matter how he tried to negotiate or back down, the Tianyuan Holy Hall would not let him go and would do everything in their power to kill him.

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, joining forces with the Demon Sea is not out of the question, and it may be a feasible strategy to deal with the threat from the Heavenly Abyss Temple.

"Remember, only three years!"

The young demon king snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disdain and resentment, but at this moment he seemed to have no better choice.

He turned to leave, his tall figure conveying a sense of determination and urgency, as if something important was waiting for him.

Just then, a person rushed over with a hurried expression and hurried steps to deliver the news.

The man was panting heavily, his face filled with anxiety: "Your Majesty, something has happened to the Demon King!"

The young demon king abruptly stopped in his tracks, his body stiffened instantly, and his expression changed drastically, as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

He disregarded Ling Xiao's presence, hurriedly turned around, grabbed the man's collar, and said urgently and tremblingly, "What happened to her? Tell me quickly!"

His eyes were filled with worry and fear, as if the Demon King was the most important person in his life, and he could not afford to make the slightest mistake.

"One of the demon king's maids escaped back, bringing with her a memory."

The man trembled with fear at the young demon king's imposing aura and stammered.

As he spoke, the man hurriedly took out a piece of memory metal from his pocket, his hands trembling slightly, and threw it directly into the void.

In an instant, light flashed in the void, and a memory slowly unfolded like a series of paintings.

In that memory, the demon queen girl, accompanied by several graceful maids, headed towards Tianyuan.

They moved with such grace and lightness, like fairies descending to earth, but who could have imagined that a crisis was quietly approaching?

As they were traveling, they suddenly encountered a man wielding a sword.

The sword was pure white, radiating a holy and sharp light, as if it were a sacred object descended from the heavens.

The swordsman was a young man not yet twenty. He wore a white robe that fluttered in the wind, like a white lotus blooming in the wind.

His eyes were cold and aloof, exuding an indifference that kept people at arm's length, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.

"Is this person the Holy Lord of Tianyuan?"

Ling Xiao stood aside, looking at the scene in the void, his heart filled with curiosity, and couldn't help but ask.

His eyes were fixed on the young man, trying to glean some clues from him.

"No, he is just a white-robed divine messenger. There are a total of eighty-one white-robed divine messengers in the Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall..."

The messenger quickly explained, his voice tinged with awe and fear.

The young demon king's face was extremely ugly at this moment, as if shrouded in a layer of gloom.

Because the memories that followed showed that the demon queen girl was actually defeated by that young man, and was defeated so badly that she had no chance to fight back or even escape.

In the scene, the demon queen girl brandishes her weapon and fights back fiercely, but the young man's swordsmanship is as smooth as flowing water, and every sword strike is aimed precisely at the demon queen girl's vital points.

The demon queen girl gradually lost her strength and was eventually unable to move as the young man's sword was pressed against her throat.

The young demon king felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart to his head. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, making a "crackling" sound.

His eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent, as if he wanted to devour the young man alive.

"Demon Sea, how dare you invade the Holy Temple's territory? Do you really think there's no one in Tianyuan who can do this?"

"I, Tianyuan, will be over soon. Just wait and see, we'll settle this score with you!"

The young man gave a cold laugh, a laugh full of contempt and disdain, as if the sea of ​​demons was nothing more than a bunch of clowns in his eyes.

He seemed to have anticipated that this memory would be brought back to the Great Town Dynasty, and deliberately left such harsh words in the scene to let the Demon Sea know that the Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall was not to be trifled with.

The voice seemed to carry endless majesty and oppression; even through the projection of memories, one could feel its chill.

Upon hearing this, the young demon king trembled with rage, his hands clenched into fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and made a cracking sound.

His eyes burned with a furious rage, as if they wanted to set the air around him ablaze.

His body trembled slightly uncontrollably, whether from anger or from the deep-seated fear of the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary, it was hard to tell.

Ling Xiao was equally shocked. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly agape, and his face was full of disbelief.

That demon queen girl was on the same level as this young demon king, and she was renowned and powerful in the demon sea.

But now, he was easily defeated by a white-robed divine messenger, and defeated so miserably that he didn't even have a chance to escape.

Just how powerful was the Abyss Temple that day? It was beyond his imagination.

"horrible!"

Ling Xiao was secretly amazed, a chill running from the soles of his feet straight to his head.

He never expected that he would offend such a being. Recalling his previous entanglements with the Tianyuan Temple, he felt a chill run down his spine.