Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14144 Awakening of the Twin Fiends Sect

Finally, in this long and arduous process of enlightenment, Ling Xiao broke through the shackles that had bound him for so long, stepping from a demon general into the realm of a demon commander!
Although this is not a cultivation realm in the traditional sense, but a demonic realm, its improvement to one's combat power is still immeasurable.

He could clearly feel an unprecedentedly powerful force surging within his body, as if it could tear the heavens and earth apart and destroy everything.

This time, the results far exceeded expectations!

The feeling was like groping in the dark for a long time and suddenly finding a dazzling treasure; the surprise and excitement were indescribable.

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, a carefree smile playing on his lips, and slowly opened his palm.

In an instant, the Bloodthirsty Blade seemed to sense its master's call, appearing in his hand with a sharp aura.

This bloodthirsty blade, its entire body blood-red, as if soaked in blood, exudes a strong murderous aura, seemingly telling the story of countless bloody battles it has experienced.

"Qiang...!"

A crisp and resounding sword cry suddenly rang out, the sound seemingly able to penetrate all obstacles, pierce through the thick ice, and soar straight into the sky.

The sound of the blade resonated so deeply that the surrounding earth trembled slightly, as if the earth itself was shaking at the birth of this peerless, deadly sword.

Immediately afterwards, the Bloodthirsty Blade transformed into a blinding beam of cold light and shot into the sky, its speed as fast as lightning slicing through the night sky.

It circled rapidly beneath the mountains above Lingxiao, stirring up a gust of wind that made the surrounding ice and snow rustle.

Countless condensed, almost tangible, sword energies burst forth, these energies were incomparably sharp, as if they could cut through everything in the world.

They crisscrossed, like a huge and deadly net, cutting that space into pieces.

An aura of malevolence permeated the air, sending chills down one's spine, as if it were about to tear the sky apart!

Demon General!

These two words echoed in Ling Xiao's heart like the beating of war drums.

Where the heart leads, the demons will follow; you yourself are the master!

At this moment, he seemed to have merged with the demonic energy of heaven and earth, becoming the master of this world.

He could clearly feel the immense and powerful force within his body, a unique power he possessed after entering the realm of Demon Commander.

Ling Xiao stood proudly, his gaze fixed firmly on the bloodthirsty blade weaving through the terrifying blade energy, his confidence surging like a tide.

With his current strength, he is well aware of his power.

Ordinary peak Cangyue Realm experts are nothing more than ants in his presence.

Killing them would be as easy as breaking ice; a single, gentle strike would reduce them to ashes.

Even if he encounters a low-level expert in the Great Sun Realm, he might still have a chance to fight.

Although a low-level expert in the Great Sun Realm is powerful, he may still be able to put up a fight thanks to the power of the Demon Commander Realm and the sharpness of the Bloodthirsty Blade.

He believed that as long as he went all out, he would be able to find the opponent's weakness in the battle and deliver a fatal blow.

His thoughts stirred again, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

An ancient, mysterious jade box appeared before them, emitting a faint, eerie light, as if concealing endless secrets.

The lid slid open silently, without making a sound, as if afraid of disturbing the treasures inside.

Nine demonic blades and swords, each with a different shape but exuding an astonishing killing intent, lay quietly inside.

Some of these swords have long, narrow blades, like a crescent moon; others have broad, thick blades, as if they could cut through any obstacle.

Each sword seemed to possess its own soul, radiating a cold and dangerous aura.

These eighteen swords are the natal weapons of the other nine predecessors who, along with the Blade Demon, guarded the inheritance deep within the cave!
They followed their predecessors through countless battles and endured numerous life-or-death trials. Each one embodies the life's work and unwavering will of their predecessors.

This jade box itself is the "Demon Fiend Jade Box," a treasure passed down through the Twin Fiends Sect!
It may look ordinary, but it actually contains enormous power.

It contains a peerless and terrifying formation that has shaken the ancient times: the "Nine Netherworld Demonic Fiend Formation!"

Once activated, this formation possesses earth-shattering power, capable of summoning the demonic power of the Nine Nether Hells to utterly annihilate the enemy.

Ling Xiao's expression was solemn, his eyes revealing both awe and anticipation for this peerless and ferocious formation.

He slowly reached out his hand, drawing upon the power of the jade box.

In an instant, eighteen beams of light, each a different color but equally chilling, shot into the sky from the box!

These rays of light, like eighteen giant dragons, pierced the sky with a world-destroying momentum.

A murderous aura surged forth, emitting an extremely sharp whistling sound, as if countless wronged souls were weeping, or as if an ancient demon god was roaring.

The surrounding air was distorted by this powerful killing intent, forming vortexes that seemed to devour everything.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
In an instant, the world seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible, immense force.

The sword light was like a cascading Milky Way, with an extremely sharp edge, pouring down from the heavens; the blade light was like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, carrying a world-destroying power, roaring out from the deepest abyss.

Sword and blade lights crisscrossed and intertwined, colliding with each other and instantly weaving a net of malevolent energy that covered the heavens and the earth!

This net, like the vast embrace of death, carries endless coldness and the aura of death.

Under the cover of this net, space was no longer simply shattered, but was completely frozen and solidified by the extreme cold and the sharp blade and sword intent.

The space that was originally lively and fluid was now as if it had been frozen in place, completely still, and then silently turned into the finest ice dust!
It's as if everything in the world is so fragile and vulnerable in the face of this net.

All things perished, all life was cut off, and this world seemed to have fallen into a deathly abyss, without a trace of life.

Ling Xiao stood quietly in place, feeling the terrifying power that was enough to freeze time and space, and an indescribable shock welled up in his heart.

He sighed softly, his voice filled with awe and admiration: "The power of this formation is truly unparalleled!"

The sound echoed clearly in the deathly silence of the world.

Compared to his innate sacred rune array, the "Seven Deadly Killing Array," this thing is even stronger.

Although the Seven Deadly Killing Formations are powerful, they seem to pale in comparison to the Nine Netherworld Demonic Array.

Once this formation is activated, it can trap even a Great Sun Realm expert, making them like a beast trapped in a swamp, powerless and helpless, only able to watch as this terrifying formation devours them.

At this moment, the space within Ling Xiao's body containing the demonic needles finally underwent a change.

The once calm and still Magic Needle Space was suddenly filled with a powerful energy fluctuation, as if a sleeping giant beast was slowly awakening.

Behind the Demon Spirit Gate, a magnificent building rose from the ground, towering into the clouds and exuding a mysterious and ancient aura, as if it had witnessed countless years of vicissitudes.