Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14106 Don’t mess with me again
There was no pity, no wavering in his eyes, only pure, soul-chilling killing intent and indifference.

Ling Xiao ignored Lü Ning's pleas for mercy, as if he had only heard a faint chirping of an insect.

What made Lü Ning even more desperate was that the demonic image that hovered above Ying Sha's head, exuding an aura of endless desolation and suppression, not only did not stop in the slightest because of her plea, but instead shone with a brighter dark light!
The eerie dark gold runes flowing on the surface of the Dharma image seemed to be injected with violent energy, their flow speed suddenly soaring, emitting a heart-palpitating destructive wave!
As the runes flickered, it was as if countless whispers from ancient demon gods echoed through the space!
Shadow Fiend, who was tightly shrouded by that dark demonic light, was in an increasingly critical situation!
His dark, tight-fitting figure began to become illusory and transparent under the powerful suppressive force!

It was as if he wasn't a physical entity, but rather a lingering shadow about to be torn apart by the gale!
His silhouette twisted and rippled in the demonic light, as if he were about to be completely swallowed up and dragged into the abyss of the Nine Nether Hell by the invisible maw of the demon god's dharma form, never to be reborn!

The bloody, writhing character for "town" on his forehead was even more glaringly red, like a red-hot branding iron, exuding an aura of despair that imprisoned everything!

"Do not……!"

Lu Ning's heart sank to the bottom. She was shocked and angry. The immense fear and the sense of responsibility for losing Shadow Fiend drove her almost mad. Crystal tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to fall.

Just as she was in utter despair, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind. Like grasping at a last straw, she disregarded everything else and screamed with all her might, her voice shrill and piercing from the extreme emotion she felt:
"Ling Xiao! Think this through!"
My 'Demon Sea' has never been bad to your 'Overlord City', has it?
Resources, intelligence, and even secretly restraining powerful enemies for you...

If you were to kill Shadow Fiend here today, acting so ruthlessly, what would you say to the Demon King when he emerges from seclusion and inquires about your actions?
Are you really going to completely break off all relations?!

This scream carried a final threat and a desperate question.

In response, Ling Xiao curled his lips into an extremely contemptuous smile and let out a chilling sneer.

"Ah."

The chuckle was full of disdain and mockery.

"Explain?"

Ling Xiao's voice was like ice rubbing together, carrying a condescending indifference, "Lu Ning, have you forgotten something?"
If it weren't for the intervention of seniors Yun Wuji and Su Lingyin, your so-called 'young demon king' would have been reduced to ashes by my God-Slaying Sword long ago!
"Does he even have a chance to go into seclusion today?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Ying Sha, who was struggling desperately under the pressure of the demon god and whose figure was becoming increasingly illusory, as well as Lu Ning, whose face was ashen. His eyes seemed to be looking at two ants struggling in vain under the giant hand.

"never mind……"

Ling Xiao's tone carried a condescending weariness, "When we fight against those hypocrites from the 'Tianyuan Holy Hall' in the future, you demons from the Demon Sea... or rather, you few 'talents' will still be somewhat useful."

Today, I will spare your two worthless lives.

As he finished speaking, a faint light flashed at the center of his forehead.

The demonic avatar hovering above Shadow Fiend's head, radiating terrifying pressure, suddenly slowed down the speed of the dark gold runes flowing wildly on its surface, and its eerie light also diminished.

The destructive power that had been about to completely devour and suppress the Shadow Demon into the Netherworld slowly receded like a tide.

The air froze in an instant, as if time itself was frozen by the lingering power of the demonic image.

Each speck of dust hovered in mid-air, so heavy it was suffocating.

finally--

hum!
A deep, resonant sound, seemingly from the ancient wilderness, emanated from the terrifying Dharma image suppressing the Shadow Demon's head.

The dark, light-devouring aura surrounding the demon god's avatar began to slowly recede inward, like a receding tide.

The grotesque body of the Dharma Image, composed of pure darkness and desolation, also became blurred and faint.

Finally, it transformed into a jet-black stream of light, condensed to its extreme and flowing with dark gold runes. Like a weary bird returning to its nest, it instantly flew back to Ling Xiao, silently disappearing into the space between his eyebrows and his heart, leaving only subtle, barely perceptible ripples in the space distorted by the powerful force.

call--!
Lu Ning's nerves, which had been taut to the extreme, suddenly relaxed. His legs could no longer support his body weight, and he staggered back half a step before barely managing to stand up.

A cold, lingering sense of exhaustion instantly swept over my body; the clothes on my back were already completely soaked with cold sweat, clinging coldly to my skin.

She involuntarily exhaled a long, trembling breath, the breath trembling noticeably, as if all her strength had been drained.

On the other side, Shadow Fiend's body also swayed slightly.

The bloody "镇" character mark on his forehead, which reeked of a strong bloody stench and twisted and writh, faded and disappeared quickly, like a stain being wiped away, leaving only a patch of slightly pale skin.

The terrifying suppressive force that could have crushed his soul and body into dust vanished without a trace, like the receding tide.

However, he slowly raised his head, and his eyes, which were as deep as a cold pool and revealed through the cold silver mask, looked at Ling Xiao without any of the indifference they had shown before. Instead, they were filled with an unprecedented, heavy solemnity and deep fear!
The knuckles of the fingers resting on the knife handle were slightly white from excessive force.

Ling Xiao's gaze was like a solid icicle, coldly sweeping over Lü Ning, who was still in shock and pale, and then over Ying Sha, whose aura was disordered and whose spiritual energy fluctuations had not yet completely subsided.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was as cold as ancient ice rubbing against each other, each word striking the deathly silent space with a crisp, metallic clang and an undeniable killing intent:
"You all better watch yourselves!"

The cold words echoed in the empty training room: "Next time, if you dare to provoke me again, I guarantee that no one can save you!"
no sooner said than done!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at the two of them even once more, as if they were nothing more than dust on the roadside.

With a sudden turn, the hem of his dark robe fluttered wildly in the sudden surge of invisible air currents, making a sound like tearing silk!
The vicious sword in his hand, named "Godslayer," emitted a low hum, transformed into a blinding blood rainbow, and instantly disappeared into his body.

Immediately afterwards, he strode forward without hesitation or pause, heading straight into the darker, more unknown depths of the Demon Sea.

That resolute and aloof figure was elongated in the dim light, like a sharp blade that had just drunk blood and returned to its sheath, its edge still piercing the sky, carrying a coldness that kept people at a distance and an indifference that crushed all obstacles, before quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.