Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14028 War begins

Immediately afterwards, its earthy yellow light shone brightly, like a blazing sun, so bright it hurt people's eyes.

With a deep roar, the giant stone statue charged towards Lü Ning once again.

Its speed was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky. Wherever it passed, space shattered inch by inch, and dark cracks spread out in the void, as if the world was being mercilessly torn apart, revealing its hideous and terrifying wounds.

The eerie aura emanating from the crack sent chills down one's spine.

Lu Ning's eyes sharpened, like cold stars twinkling in the night, and he dared not be careless in the slightest.

She lightly touched the sea with her toes, took a step, and swung her sword, her movements light and swift.

In an instant, sword light filled the sky, like a blooming silver lotus, dazzling and brilliant.

Her swordplay was unpredictable, as if countless sword intents were intertwined, forming an invisible net that enveloped the giant stone statue.

Each sword light contained immense power, seemingly capable of severing everything in the world.

However, amidst the deafening roar, the colossal stone statue, like an unshakeable mountain, easily withstood Lü Ning's attack.

The terrifying power emanating from it, like a surging tide, instantly engulfed Lü Ning's sword energy.

The seawater beneath Lü Ning's feet instantly evaporated, turning into a thick mist that obscured her vision.

She felt an immense force surge towards her like a tidal wave, and she was once again thrown back by the powerful force.

Her figure traced a messy arc in the air, like a kite with a broken string, before crashing heavily onto the distant rocks.

The enormous impact smashed a huge crater into the reef, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere.

As soon as they clashed, Lü Ning was put under pressure. She lay in the deep pit, a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, her eyes revealing a hint of resentment and helplessness.

But she quickly struggled to her feet, gripping her longsword tightly, ready to face the giant stone statue's attack once again.

"This swordsman is quite interesting."

The man in white stood to the side, offering a comment with great interest, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

That admiring gaze was like a shooting star flashing in the night sky—brief but bright.

With a casual wave of his hand, the giant tree-man beside him suddenly flew out, like a green giant, and charged towards the battlefield with heavy steps.

In an instant, countless vines and trees grew out of the void, like demonic claws reaching out from hell.

These vines and trees densely covered the entire battlefield, obscuring everyone's view.

The vines were covered with sharp thorns, emitting an eerie glow, like jewels embedded in them, yet exuding a chilling aura.

Its imposing aura was terrifying, as if it were about to devour the entire world.

These vines seemed to have a life of their own, sweeping wildly towards the crowd.

They were like giant green pythons, twisting their bodies with agility and speed.

Wherever it went, the ground was overturned, exposing the rocks buried deep underground.

The rocks shattered and turned to dust under the impact of the vines and wood.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, everyone scrambled to dodge.

Some martial artists brandished their weapons, trying to cut the vines, but the vines were incredibly tough and could not be cut easily.
Some martial artists used magic to try to resist the attack of the vines, but the power of magic seemed insignificant in the face of the overwhelming vines.

In an instant, the battlefield was in chaos, with shouts of battle and cries of alarm rising and falling.

At this critical moment, Venerable Flower appeared like a ghost, blocking the young demon king's path.

She was already born with an air of elegance and nobility, and now her face was filled with determination. Her eyes revealed a resolute determination, as if no matter what difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, nothing could stop her from protecting the young demon king.

She wielded her long sword with graceful movements that contained boundless power.

Strands of sword energy shot out in all directions like nimble fish or fine silk nets.

The incessant hissing and cutting sounds were like the whispers of death.

The vines, wood, and even the space around them were easily torn apart like thin paper by this sharp sword energy.

The flying wood chips resembled swirling snowflakes, while the shattered fragments of space shimmered with an eerie light, scattering in all directions and creating chaos wherever they went.

However, the giant tree-man seemed unaffected and floated straight toward Venerable Flower.

Its enormous body exuded an eerie aura, and the ground trembled slightly with every step it took.

Just as Venerable Flower took to the air, a sharp vine pierced through from below.

The vine moved so fast, like a green lightning bolt, that it was impossible for anyone to react.

The Flower Venerable's eyes were icy, like stars in a cold night. She swiftly swung her long sword down, and with a "crack," the vine was split in two. But the next moment, even more vines surged in from all directions like a tide.

These vines intertwined, forming a huge cage that instantly engulfed the Flower Venerable.

Amidst the vines and trees, the sword light appeared and disappeared, like a shooting star flashing in the night sky, yet carrying a touch of tragic grandeur.

One could faintly hear Venerable Flower's muffled groans, which seemed to contain both pain and defiance, making one hold their breath in worry for her.

At the same time, the young demon king's gaze was sharp as a blade, fixed intently on the man in white.

His eyes were filled with anger and hatred, as if he wanted to tear the man in white to pieces.

His body was surrounded by surging demonic energy, like a raging black tide or a burning black flame, as if it were about to devour the heavens and the earth.

The terrifying aura emanating from the demonic energy made the surrounding air feel cold and biting.

The man in white curled his lips into a mocking smile, as if everything was under his control.

With a wave of his right hand, the golden tiger shot towards the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword beside the young Demon King like an arrow.

This golden tiger was made entirely of metal, gleaming with a dazzling luster. Its eyes were like burning flames, radiating a fierce light, and every step it took carried a powerful force.

The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword reacted swiftly, as if sensing the threat of the golden tiger, and instantly flew out to meet it.

Amidst a burst of golden light, the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword and the golden tiger retreated simultaneously.

Each of them drew a graceful arc in the air, and after a brief standoff, they once again rushed towards each other like two shooting stars.

The moment the two collided, a deafening roar erupted, a sound as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, as if the entire world was trembling at that moment.

The powerful energy fluctuations spread outwards like a raging tsunami, distorting and deforming the surrounding space, as if it were a shattered mirror.

The distant mountains began to collapse under the impact of this force, and huge rocks fell like raindrops, raising clouds of dust.