Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14072 Fighting for Their Lives

The power of the "Annihilation Law" and "Purgatory Howl" from his entire body surged out wildly like a flood bursting its banks.

He exerted all his strength, frantically pouring this terrifying power into the "Incineration" giant blade and the "Wailing" spear in his hands!
In an instant, the black and red divine flames and the crimson soul fire intertwined and entangled, like two giant dragons entangled together, releasing a terrifying aura that could destroy the world.

This aura made everything around it pale in comparison, as if the entire world was reduced to nothing but this terrifying flame burning.

With the blessing of this terrifying power, the body of the God of Burning Hell expanded rapidly, transforming into a towering and earth-shattering demon god of destruction!

He exuded a chilling aura, like a death god from hell, whose presence would destroy everything in his path.

He wanted to burn this insulting presence before him, along with this bottomless abyss filled with evil and darkness, to nothingness, so that no one in the world would remember his shame!

His arm muscles were bulging and stretched to their limit, each muscle fiber seemingly containing endless power, like a volcano about to erupt.

He was about to unleash his strongest, all-consuming ultimate attack, "Dual Extreme World Burning," regardless of everything!
This strike embodies his life's cultivation and rage; once unleashed, it will trigger a cataclysmic disaster, reducing everything around it to dust.

However, just as his divine power reached its peak, and the bipolar forces were about to merge and explode at a fraction of a billionth of a moment...

"Noisy."

From Luo Qianchen's icy mouth, he uttered only two words indifferently.

These two words, like a cold wind from the deepest abyss, instantly extinguished the anger in the heart of the God of Burning Hell, causing him to shiver.

As those two words fell, her raised right hand, gleaming with "sword light," casually flicked her finger towards the God of Inferno, who was engulfed in a raging, destructive fireball about to explode.

The movement was elegant and composed, as if he were merely flicking a speck of dust off his clothes.

"Whoosh—!" A wisp of sword light, thin as a spider's thread and so refined that it seemed capable of piercing the barriers of the universe, shot out silently from her fingertips!
This sword light, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, was so fast that it transcended the concept of time, making it impossible for anyone to catch its trajectory.

It has no earth-shattering energy fluctuations, no deafening roars, only a pure and ultimate killing will that locks onto existence itself and "erases" it from its very source!
This will, like the cold scythe of death, hung over the head of the God of Hell, making him feel an unprecedented fear and despair.

The divine flames burning all over the God of Hell suddenly stopped!
The blazing divine flames that were originally surging and churning wildly, as if they were about to devour the entire world, were suddenly gripped tightly in mid-air as if by an invisible hand, and then dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That "noisy" sound was like an unparalleled demonic sound that had existed since the beginning of the universe. It carried the unparalleled demonic power that made words law, and was like a hundred million ancient demonic mountains. With a terrifying momentum that could destroy the world, it slammed hard into the core of his soul!

In an instant, the God of Burning Hell felt as if his soul had been struck by a heavy hammer, and a sharp pain struck him so hard that he almost fainted.

An unprecedented sense of nothingness, purer than death itself, surged in from all directions like an endless, cold tide of eternal night, instantly engulfing and freezing him completely!
He felt as if he were in an endless abyss of darkness, with no light or sound around him, only endless cold and loneliness.

He tried to struggle and shout, but found that his body and voice were firmly bound by this sense of nothingness, unable to move an inch.

He felt that the "concept" of his own existence became blurred at this moment, as if he was about to disappear completely from this world and become nothingness.

"Roar—!!!" In this abyss of despair, the God of Burning Hell let out an ultimate roar, originating from the very source of his divinity, filled with resentment and despair!

The roar was like the last struggle of a wounded ancient beast before its death, or the deafening roar of the collapsing universe. It shook the entire abyss violently, and fine cracks appeared in space, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

All his divine power, all his laws, all his anger and pride were ignited, sacrificed, and compressed to the extreme at this moment!
His eyes turned bloodshot, as if burning with two blazing flames, reflecting the endless anger and resentment burning deep within his heart.

He abandoned defense, abandoned thought, and was left with only the most primal and insane destructive instincts!
His arms swung at speeds beyond their limits, each swing creating a gust of wind that made the surrounding air howl.

The giant blade in his right hand, "Incineration," unleashed its final, mournful cry, as if it were about to burn itself to ashes.

The black and red divine flames that were already burning fiercely on the giant blade became even more intense, like volcanic lava about to erupt, releasing extremely terrifying high temperatures.

As the giant blade was swung, a massive blade of light shot into the sky, seemingly about to incinerate the entire galaxy. This strike was "The Final Chapter of Annihilation"!
With the determination to burn everything in the world, and with the endless hatred of the God of Hell for Luo Qianchen, it slashed fiercely at that dark, deep light.

With his left hand, he unleashed the "Hellfire Lament" spear, a strike that pierced through the cycle of reincarnation.

The spear was entwined with countless illusory souls wailing in agony, as if those souls were telling of endless pain and despair, emitting mournful screams.

As the spear thrust out, a crimson light ripped through the darkness like lightning, as if to pierce through the cycle of reincarnation and drag everything into an endless abyss. This strike was "The Lament that Pierces the World"!
A knife!

One spear!
Annihilation and lamentation!
Two diametrically opposed yet intertwined ultimate forces converge at the point of destruction, like two intertwined dragons, transforming into a destructive storm that sweeps across the abyss, seemingly dragging all things into eternal annihilation and endless wailing!

This storm carried a terrifying aura of destruction, turning everything in its path to ashes, tearing space apart, and distorting time.

This is the ultimate secret of his "Dual God Slayer" technique!
With a resolute will to burn out his divine essence and perish together with others, he crashed into that insignificant, yet terrifying, dark light that made his soul scream and flee!
There was no earth-shattering collision or roar that was expected, one that would cause the world to lose its color and mountains and rivers to collapse.

At that critical moment, the whole world seemed to hold its breath, time seemed to freeze, and everyone stared wide-eyed, nervously awaiting the earth-shattering moment that was about to unfold.

However, reality is like a cruel joke.

There was only a faint, almost negligible "plop".