Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14171 I'm not easily intimidated.
Upon hearing this, the man in black paused slightly, then let out a hoarse, piercing laugh, a laugh like the hooting of an owl in the darkness, sending chills down one's spine. "Heh... interesting."

You deliberately led me to this perilous place, and then pointed out that something is buried here. Are you trying to use this place to your advantage against me?

His gaze was fixed on Ling Xiao, as if trying to see through Ling Xiao's heart.

Ling Xiao remained calm, meeting the black-clad man's gaze directly without flinching. "Yes."

His answer was straightforward and without any concealment.

In his view, now that things have come to this point, there is no need to hide anything anymore.

A mocking look flashed across the wrinkled face of the man in black, and a cunning glint shone in his cloudy eyes. "Young man, your move is called 'luring a ghost into a grave'!"

"Hmph, you do have some guts, but do you think you can deal with me like this?"

Before he could finish speaking, his wrinkled face twitched suddenly, as if he had sensed something, and he looked up abruptly.

His murky eyes, like two poisoned daggers, pierced with a sharp killing intent, towards the depths of a massive, half-collapsed stone palace not far away. "There's life inside..."

His voice suddenly rose, filled with vigilance and wariness.

Ling Xiao followed his gaze and glanced at the deep, dark palace gate, which seemed like a huge black hole, swallowing all the light around it, making it impossible to see what was hidden inside.

His face was expressionless as he said calmly, "Yes, a... very, very old senior."

"Very old?"

The man in black suddenly grinned, the exaggerated curve resembling a ripped wound, revealing several broken, yellowed, and blackened teeth that gleamed with a nauseating luster in the dim light.

He smirked, a deep sarcasm in his voice, and said in a hoarse tone, "Old doesn't mean strong."

This world is full of useless people who waste countless years without making any progress. Perhaps you, this so-called very old senior, are one of them!

Ling Xiao looked at him calmly and seriously, his gaze steady and firm. His tone carried a sincere suggestion as he said slowly, "Why don't you go in and talk to him?"

Perhaps this senior colleague can bring you an unexpected 'surprise'.

A subtle glint of cunning flashed in his eyes, as if he were plotting something.

The man in black seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. His withered shoulders heaved violently, and his laughter, like the mournful cry of an owl in the wilderness, grew louder and more piercing, echoing in the deathly silent space.

"Chat? Hahaha!"

He laughed so hard he almost fell over, his wrinkles bunching together like a blooming flower of evil. "Boy, do you know what kind of person I am?"

I have roamed the world for hundreds of years, experienced countless life-and-death battles, and witnessed countless powerful figures.

In my eyes, your dynasty is nothing more than a tiny, insignificant place. Your so-called peak is nothing more than the peak of the Cangyue Realm, isn't it?

"At this level, I could reduce it to ashes with a mere wave of my hand!"

His voice was full of disdain and arrogance, as if Ling Xiao and the others were nothing but ants, not worthy of being compared to him at all.

Ling Xiao remained calm, unmoved by the black-clad man's mockery. He nodded slightly and admitted, "Yes."

His voice was calm and firm, showing no fear despite the other party's strength, as if everything was within his expectations.

The black-clad man's previously unrestrained and arrogant smile vanished instantly, his lips pressed into a cold, hard line, his eyes filled with only icy arrogance and indifference as if looking down on ants.

He raised his head slightly, adopting an arrogant and domineering attitude, and coldly said, "Even if ten peak Cangyue Realm experts join forces, they are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of me, which I can destroy with a wave of my hand."

Their so-called peak power is nothing but a child's game in the eyes of someone of my level, utterly worthless!

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's face displayed a perfectly timed expression of "surprise" and "grievance."

His eyes widened instantly, as if he couldn't believe his ears. His voice rose a few decibels, and he said with a hint of exaggeration, "You're giving me such high praise?"

I'm not even twenty years old yet!
Your kind words truly flatter me, yet also fill me with trepidation!

As he spoke, he deliberately shrugged, making a helpless and innocent gesture.

The man in black had eyes like lightning, so sharp they seemed to pierce through one's soul.

He scanned Ling Xiao up and down several times, his eyes full of disdain and suspicion, before scoffing, "Judging from your bone age and soul aura, you should be over twenty."

"Young man, don't try to play the innocent fool. Your little tricks are nothing to me."

Ling Xiao: "..."

~Frozen~

Ignoring his reaction, the man in black continued in his hoarse, broken voice, "Our Tianyuan Dynasty always plans carefully before acting."

Before I came here, I had already thoroughly investigated your background.

I know you are a child with extraordinary talent and boundless luck, a variable. If we let you grow up unchecked, you will surely become a major threat to my Tianyuan Dynasty.

That's why I've come here personally, to nip this potential threat in the bud.

Even killing a chicken requires using a sledgehammer to crack a nut!

How could I possibly send you whetstones so you can step on them to climb up?

If you truly possessed such ability, I wouldn't mind giving you more challenges on your path to growth, but as you are now, you are not worthy!

Ling Xiao paused for a moment, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes. He then pointed to the dark and secluded stone hall, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, and said, "Then...would you like to go inside and sit for a while, senior?"

Perhaps there's something in this stone hall that will interest you, senior.

The black-clad man's already sharp, hawk-like gaze suddenly became even more piercing, like two gleaming blades.

He stared intently into the depths of the magic needle space, his focused expression as if the entire world had shrunk to that one dark place.

His eyes seemed to possess a magical penetrating power, able to pierce through layers of darkness and clearly see the faint outline of the Twin Fiends Gate.

The Twin Fiends Gate faintly exuded an eerie aura in the darkness, as if silently telling of unknown dangers.

A moment later, a knowing look appeared on the black-clad man's face, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a deeper contempt.

He sneered, his voice sounding as if it came from the deepest hell, cold and full of mockery: "Oh? So that old ghost in the palace is your reliance?"