Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14115 Fusion
Green Spirit abruptly changed the subject, her tone becoming playful, even slightly teasing:

"But..."

Green Spirit's voice trailed off, with a hint of anticipation, "Are you still hesitant and timid in your actions now, kid?"
Scammer... cough, full of tricks, ruthless, and vengeful. He never hesitates to be ruthless when necessary, and his skin is as thick as a city wall when he needs to be cunning!
Your current state, and your state after 'transforming karma'... hehe, actually, isn't that much different!"

She concluded, with an almost cruel bluntness:

"It's nothing more than amplifying that unruly, willful, and ruthless nature that's inherent in you!"
It will make you even more... unscrupulous!
Even more...unconventional!
Even more...like a true scoundrel!

Ling Xiao fell into a long silence.

strength!

These two words were like a red-hot branding iron, searing deep into his soul!

The imminent collapse of Batian City is like a sword hanging over its head;
The immense pressure brought by the elusive and mysterious background of his origins, like a deep abyss shrouded in mist;

And then there are the arrogant, indifferent faces of some people in the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary, who look down on people like ants...

Each and every incident was like an invisible whip, lashing him mercilessly!
He has no time!

There's no time to cultivate step by step, and no time to wait for the right opportunity to come naturally!
He needs strength!
It requires absolute power—enough to tear apart all obstacles and control one's own destiny!
Moreover……

A wicked path?

Demonic way?

Doesn't that sound like they're all heretics and ruthless killers?

He was originally a demonic martial artist, and had long been accustomed to the sidelong glances and fears of the world.

As long as he can gain power, as long as those he cares about are no longer threatened, as long as he can tear away the fog that shrouds the truth...

What does Ling Xiao have to be afraid of?!

Whatever the path of evil or demonic influence, as long as it makes him stronger, that is his path!

All hesitation and concerns were instantly crushed in the face of the absolute demand for power!
A resolute and indomitable spirit erupted from him!
"I'll do it!"

Ling Xiao suddenly looked up, his eyes like a tempered blade, sharp to the extreme, and resolute to the extreme!
The two resolute words, like thunderclaps, resounded in the deathly silence of the bone prison, carrying an unquestionable will!
"it is good!"

In his mind's eye, Green Spirit's voice rang out almost simultaneously, revealing a hint of heartfelt approval and a sense of satisfaction at seeing a promising student, before transforming into a short and ruthless command:

"Jump down!"

Jump!
There was no longer the slightest hesitation in Ling Xiao's eyes!

He took a deep breath, and the cold air, filled with blood, decay, and violent energy, rushed into his lungs, as if gathering the last bit of strength for the impending transformation!

The next moment, without hesitation, he leaped into the air like a meteorite thrown into a deep pool, crashing into the viscous, solidified magma-like pool of the Nine Netherworld Evil Dragon's essence blood with a resolute arc!

Pfft!
The instant my body was submerged in that dark red, viscous liquid...

A sudden change occurred!

The dark red blood essence, which was originally as still and calm as solidified amber, seemed to be instantly infused with violent life!

It's like an ancient ferocious beast that has been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years being completely awakened!

"Gurgle—!!!"

Countless dark red, fist-sized, viscous bubbles surged and burst wildly from the bottom of the pool!
It emitted a terrifying sound, like billions of evil spirits whispering, roaring, and howling simultaneously from the depths of hell!
The entire bone pool instantly boiled!

The viscous blood plasma churned and surged violently, like a pot of boiling oil!
The unimaginable, extreme pain was like millions of red-hot, barbed steel needles piercing Ling Xiao's body from all directions, from every pore, every cell, fiercely and brutally!
Hot!

It felt as if they had been thrown into the core of the sun, with every inch of their skin and flesh being burned and melted by the terrifying heat!
Ice cold!

What followed was an extreme chill that could freeze the soul and freeze the marrow, as if it would extinguish the flame of his life in an instant!
Tear!

An invisible, immense force emanated from within, as if it were about to tear apart and shatter every inch of his bones and every meridian!
corrosion!

An evil force, filled with overwhelming resentment and a destructive will, frantically eroded his flesh and bones, and even attempted to corrupt the very essence of his soul!

violent!

The remaining violent and ferocious will of the Nine Nether Dragon, like an out-of-control torrent, fiercely impacted his sea of ​​consciousness, threatening to completely destroy and assimilate his last vestiges of sanity!
These five, or even more, indescribable extreme pains did not come one after another, but rather, like a world-destroying torrent that burst its banks, instantly, simultaneously, and without reservation poured into Ling Xiao's limbs, bones, internal organs, and the depths of his soul!
“Uh ...

A heart-wrenching scream, utterly uncontrollable and exceeding the limits of the human vocal cords, erupted from Ling Xiao's violently convulsing throat!

The screams were filled with extreme pain, resentment, and madness, echoing and colliding wildly in the vast, desolate, and resentful depths of the Sea of ​​Sin and the Prison of Bones, sounding extremely mournful and desperate!
He felt as if he was no longer made of flesh and blood!
His body, from the outermost layer of skin to the deepest bone marrow, seemed to be torn apart, peeled off, crushed, and melted bit by bit, inch by inch, by millions of invisible, terrifying giant hands with serrated edges and barbs!
The feeling was like being thrown into the cruelest millstone in the world, enduring endless torture and destruction!

Every moment of pain is enough to make an ordinary cultivator's soul fly away!

"Keep your mind focused!"
Circulate the cultivation technique!

Guide the essence and blood!

Don't let the lingering resentment of the evil dragon devour you!

Hang in there, and you'll be transformed!

If they can't survive... they'll become nourishment for this pool of blood!

Green Spirit's deep, hoarse voice, now like a pillar of strength, carried an undeniable severity as it pierced into Ling Xiao's mind, which was almost overwhelmed by pain!

Ling Xiao's eyes were bloodshot and filled with hideous blood vessels. His teeth were clenched so tightly that they were grinding together, and dark red blood mixed with fragments of internal organs was even spilling from the corners of his mouth!
With a will stronger than steel, he forcefully held onto the last sliver of clarity in his mind!
He frantically pushed the domineering and unparalleled power within his body to its limit, like lighting a faint lamp in a raging tide of destruction!
Refining!

absorb!

guide!

In this inhuman hellish torment, the transformation of the physical body is being forcibly carried out in the most cruel and violent way!

"hold onto!"

Green Spirit's deep, hoarse voice, as if separated by a thick ice wall, rang out in Ling Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness, which was completely submerged in pain and on the verge of collapse.

Her tone carried a maddening, almost detached calm:

"The essence of the evil dragon is forcibly merging into your flesh and bones, transforming your life essence. This process... well, it will be a little painful."