Batian Martial Soul

Ling Xiao's face remained as solemn as ink, his brows furrowed, yet his eyes held an unwavering determination.

"You...sigh...do you know how terrifying the Realm of Annihilation is, you..."

Green Spirit's eyes widened in shock, as if she had heard something utterly unbelievable.

She opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment. After a while, she slowly uttered these words.

She truly hadn't expected that Ling Xiao would say something like he was going to destroy the Silent Realm.

In her mind, the Realm of Annihilation was a nightmare, a place that all cultivators feared.

The Realm of Annihilation is a legendary, perilous place where countless ancient powerhouses and legendary beings are said to be buried.

There, time seemed to lose its meaning, space was distorted beyond recognition, and all sorts of strange and powerful forces intertwined to form a terrifying vortex that devoured any life that dared to approach.

It is the known end, an insurmountable chasm for cultivators. Countless powerful individuals with dreams and ambitions never returned once they stepped into the Realm of Annihilation.

Ling Xiao did not answer Green Spirit's question.

He merely turned his head slightly, his gaze seemingly drawn by an invisible force, piercing through the churning demonic energy before him.

The demonic energy surged and churned like a raging tide, emitting a low roar as if warning Ling Xiao not to approach.

But there was no fear in Ling Xiao's eyes. His gaze continued to penetrate, piercing through the bottomless black vortex.

The vortex was like a giant black hole, emanating a chilling aura, as if it could swallow the entire world.

Ling Xiao's gaze drifted into the depths of the even more vast and dangerous unknown world beyond the vortex.

That gaze, sharp enough to pierce the barriers of the universe, was like an indestructible blade that could cut through the darkness and illuminate the path ahead.

It was as cold as an ancient, unyielding star core, devoid of any warmth, exuding a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

His gaze held a pure desire for conquest that would make even the gods take notice, as if he were declaring to the world that he, Lingxiao, would surely conquer this unknown world and crush the legendary Realm of Annihilation.

Beneath his feet, fragments of shattered space floated silently.

Those spatial fragments were like shattered mirrors, reflecting the eerie light around them.

They reflected the all-consuming abyss in Ling Xiao's eyes, as if the entire boundless starry sea would submit to this silent gaze.

A deathly silence lingered for a long time, as if time itself had frozen at that moment.

Ling Xiao's ambitious eyes slowly turned to Lv Ling, his voice deep and powerful, as if coming from the depths of the earth: "What, is it not allowed?"

The tone carried a hint of provocation and disdain, as if questioning Green Spirit's courage and knowledge.

Green Spirit gazed at Ling Xiao, her eyes filled with complex emotions—surprise, worry, and a hint of admiration.

She took a deep breath, her voice carrying the weight of stardust, and slowly said, "Do you know how vast the Realm of Annihilation is? How boundless it is?"

The voice seemed to transcend the boundaries of time and space, carrying an ancient and mysterious aura that made Ling Xiao's heart skip a beat.

Ling Xiao's lips curled up slightly, the curve as sharp as a cold blade slicing through the darkness at dawn, carrying an air of domineering arrogance and decisiveness.

His gaze was intense, as if stars burned within his eyes, and his voice, deep yet powerful, spoke slowly and deliberately: "I don't know. But soon, every wisp of dust drifting at the end will bear the mark of Lingxiao!"

Each word was like a heavy hammer, striking the void and creating layers of invisible ripples.

Green Spirit stared at him intently, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to use to dissuade or question her ultimately turned into silence under Ling Xiao's firm and arrogant gaze.

The silence was like the deep night sky, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Arrogant?

Green Spirit pondered to herself.

It must be admitted that what Ling Xiao said at this moment can no longer be described as "arrogant"!
That boundless Realm of Annihilation is like a huge and terrifying abyss, which, according to legend, is the graveyard where countless powerful beings are buried.

Countless brilliant minds, harboring dreams of conquest, have entered this place, only to vanish without a trace, leaving behind only endless legends and fear.

The two dynasties of Tianyuan and Dazhen were but a drop in the ocean before him, as insignificant as dust, utterly unworthy of mention.

After a long while, Green Spirit slowly spoke. Her voice was like a cold meteorite, carrying an irresistible force, crashing heavily into the void: "Throughout the ages, there has never been a being that could make the Realm of Annihilation bow down, whether it be the Holy Temple or the Demonic Sect."

The Holy Temple represents the pinnacle of justice and light, gathering countless highly respected and exceptionally powerful individuals; the Demonic Sect, on the other hand, is a symbol of darkness and evil, possessing unpredictable and incredibly powerful evil arts.

However, even these two major forces could only stand back in the face of the Annihilation Realm, daring not to make the slightest offense.

Ling Xiao's hair moved in the air without wind, as if an invisible force was surrounding him.

His eyes held an abyss that devoured everything, a light that shimmered with a mixture of madness and unwavering resolve, as if it wanted to swallow the entire world whole.

His gaze was like two burning swords, sweeping towards Green Spirit, and he shouted loudly: "Then I, Lingxiao, shall be the first person in history to do so!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, exploding in the void and making the surrounding air tremble.

Immediately afterward, Ling Xiao's expression turned serious and solemn. He scanned his surroundings, as if declaring his resolve to the entire world: "Issue my imperial decree! Summon heroes from all the great towns! All those with talent, whether they are warriors capable of shattering stars and destroying the universe—possessing world-destroying power that makes stars tremble and the universe shake with every move; or wise men with profound knowledge of the universe, possessing unparalleled wisdom that can perceive the mysteries of heaven and earth and control the laws governing all things—all shall be brought under my command! They shall be nurtured by the powerful figures of 'Overlord City' to become the foundation for my conquest of the Silent Realm!"

"Batian City" is a renowned city in the Great Zhen Dynasty, where powerful figures and experts abound.

They possess unique cultivation techniques and rich combat experience, making them the backbone of the Great Town Dynasty.

Ling Xiao plans to use their strength to cultivate a group of elites capable of conquering the Silent Realm, laying a solid foundation for achieving his grand goals.

"Remember, on this grand journey to conquer the world, we must recruit talents without being bound by convention."

Whether they come from the mysterious and unpredictable sea of ​​demons, or are native to this vast land of the Great Town; whether they are remnants of the former Holy Temple, despised by all, or other diverse and unidentified beings, they all belong to the same group. (End of Chapter)