Batian Martial Soul

Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu stayed in the magic needle space to recuperate.

Ling Bi sat cross-legged on the ground, her eyes slightly closed, her hands gently placed on her knees, circulating her cultivation technique to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.

Her face was filled with a calm and peaceful expression, as if she had been immersed in the world of cultivation and forgotten all the disturbances of the outside world.

Xiao Lianzhu was also cultivating nearby. They were eager to become stronger so they could help Ling Xiao more.

In that distant place, seemingly merging with the horizon, clouds and mist swirl, creating a dreamlike and ethereal scene, as if concealing countless unknown secrets.

Yun Wuji and Su Lingyin stayed quietly together, the atmosphere around them somewhat subtle, as if an invisible tension was spreading between them.

Yun Wuji, dressed in a plain white robe, fluttered gently in the breeze, like a celestial being descended to earth.

His face was cold and stern, his eyes deep and unfathomable, like a still pool of ice, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

At this moment, he turned his head slightly, looked calmly at Su Lingyin, and said indifferently, "This is the Demon King's chance."

"Now that Ling Xiao has left Batian City for the Tianyuan Dynasty, Batian City is leaderless. If we take this opportunity to attack Batian City or set up an ambush in the Tianyuan Dynasty, we might be able to severely damage Ling Xiao and avenge the Demon King. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Su Lingyin shook her head gently after hearing his words. She had a graceful figure, with long, jet-black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall. Her skin was as white as snow, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were like stars.

She frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes, and said, "Opportunity? I don't think there's much of an opportunity left."

“Ling Xiao has become a force to be reckoned with. The fact that he dares to leave so recklessly shows that he is not afraid of us taking action at all.”

"He is meticulous and his strength is unfathomable. If we act rashly, we might end up losing more than we gain."

"Besides... I've already done more than enough for the Demon King. I risked everything to save his life during that great battle, and I don't want to be enemies with that brat Ling Xiao again."

"Ling Xiao's methods are too ruthless. To be his enemy is to seek one's own death."

Yun Wuji did not respond immediately to Su Lingyin's words. He remained silent for a moment before asking again, "That's the Tianyuan Dynasty, full of experts and powerful figures. Do you think that kid can come back alive?"

"The Tianyuan Dynasty has always been at odds with us, and they will never let go of Ling Xiao, such a powerful opponent, easily."

"Perhaps a net has already been laid within the territory of the Tianyuan Dynasty, just waiting for Ling Xiao to walk right into it."

Upon hearing this, Su Lingyin couldn't help but sigh. A hint of worry and confusion appeared in her eyes as she slowly said, "I don't know, we almost died there..."

"Back then, when we clashed with the Tianyuan Dynasty, the scene was incredibly tragic. Countless experts perished, and the earth was stained red with blood."

"Although Lingxiao is powerful, the Tianyuan Dynasty is by no means an ordinary force; they have a profound foundation and a strong base of resources."

"This time, Ling Xiao has ventured deep into the lion's den. It will probably not be easy for him to escape unscathed."

Upon hearing Su Lingyin's words, Yun Wuji's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and he said, "Shall we follow them and see?"

"There might be some unexpected gains."

"We can witness Ling Xiao's fate firsthand and see what tricks the Tianyuan Dynasty has up its sleeve."

"Moreover, if Ling Xiao is really in dire straits, we might still find an opportunity to take revenge, kill Tianyuan Saint Lord, and vent our anger for the Demon King and ourselves."

Upon hearing Yun Wuji's words, a resolute glint flashed in Su Lingyin's eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, "Fine!"

"I also want to see with my own eyes what this arrogant kid is capable of."

“He’s always so arrogant. This time, let him taste the power of the Tianyuan Dynasty.”

"Perhaps... we really do have a chance to take revenge, kill the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord, and let the world know that we are not to be trifled with."

Then, the two exchanged a glance, their minds in sync, and swiftly used their movement techniques to disappear into the void.

They carefully concealed their presence, not daring to get too close. After all, Ling Xiao was far too vigilant; his perception was beyond that of ordinary people, and he could easily detect even the slightest movement.

Once Ling Xiao discovers this, given his personality, he will definitely take action, and then they will be in a passive position.

The road to the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary was far more difficult and treacherous than people had initially imagined. Every step felt like walking on the edge of life and death, making people tremble with fear.

This is no ordinary passageway; it is more like a chaotic graveyard, utterly destroyed by the flames of war and wantonly ravaged by endless forces.

The order and rules that may have existed in the past have long since vanished in this brutal war. The laws have been completely distorted and collapsed, plunging the entire world into a frenzied and desperate chaos.

The raging spatial turbulence was like a dark, bloody river carrying countless fragments of divine remains, rushing and colliding wildly between shattered dimensions.

The river of blood surged and roared, mercilessly swallowing everything in its path.

Huge, dull fragments of crystal cores tumbled in the river. These cores, which may have once been the source of powerful divine energy, now lay dim and lifeless in this chaotic space, like shattered dreams, unable to shine with their former brilliance.

There were also those twisted and broken bands of law light, flashing with ominous light. They were like broken strings, flying wildly in space. Each band of light contained power that could overturn common sense. If you touched them, you would be doomed.

Even more terrifying are the constantly appearing spacetime rifts, powerful enough to instantly tear even an immortal god's body into elementary particles. They are like unhealable scars in the world itself, hidden in the darkness, suddenly emerging and devouring everything that comes near, making them impossible to guard against.

Moreover, the world's origin in Tianyuan seems to be almost exhausted, and this land seems to have lost its vitality, almost becoming a half-dead place.

The once vibrant mountains and rivers are now lifeless, with withered vegetation, dried-up rivers, and huge cracks appearing in the earth as if groaning in pain.

The air was thick with an aura of decay and despair, making people feel incredibly oppressed and suffocated.

This only proves one thing: the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary is about to complete their mission and completely seize the world's origin here.

Once the origin of the world is taken away, this world will completely collapse and turn into nothingness, and all life will disappear and cease to exist.

Ling Xiao stood atop a relatively calm mountain, his posture upright, like a majestic peak, appearing exceptionally composed in this chaotic world. (End of Chapter)