Batian Martial Soul

Ling Xiao's eyes were deep and firm, revealing a fearless courage and determination, as if no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, they could not stop him from moving forward.

He had no weapon, but that did not mean he lacked the ability to deal with danger.

Within his body lie two powerful and terrifying forces: the Bloodthirsty Blade Soul and the God-Slaying Sword Soul.

These two Horcruxes are like his most loyal companions. Whenever danger arises, they immediately appear, transforming into sharp blades and shadows to fight for him.

The Bloodthirsty Blade Soul exudes a bloodthirsty light, as if it can devour the blood of all enemies, making opponents tremble with fear; while the God-Slaying Sword Soul shines with a sacred and majestic aura, as if it can cut off all evil in the world, making heaven and earth change color.

If that doesn't work, he also has the even more terrifying Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

This sword has a mysterious origin and possesses world-destroying power.

Although Lingxiao really disliked the sword's fickle nature—sometimes obeying his commands, and sometimes seemingly having its own will, making it unpredictable—Lingxiao found it difficult to understand.

But I have to admit, this thing is really useful.

At crucial moments, it always unleashes tremendous power, helping Lingxiao turn danger into safety.

Ling Xiao knew that on this perilous road to the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary, this sword might be the key to turning the tide for him.

Ling Xiao stood quietly in that chaotic and dangerous area, surrounded by distorted space and raging energy storms. His eyes were deep and distant, but his thoughts had already drifted to the unknown distance.

He thought that although the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was incredibly powerful, its unruly and arrogant nature was a real headache.

This sword seemed to possess its own soul and will, sometimes obeying him and unleashing devastating power in battle; at other times, it acted independently, failing at crucial moments and completely disregarding his commands.

Ling Xiao pondered to himself, if he could find several other swords comparable to the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword and form a powerful sword formation, then these swords would counterbalance each other and complement each other, and the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword would probably not be so arrogant.

Perhaps, when facing a powerful enemy, they can work together and unleash unimaginable power, giving themselves a better chance of winning in this perilous world.

Time along the way has long been distorted and disordered, as if it were being wantonly kneaded by an invisible hand.

Ling Xiao has traversed immeasurable "time" in this graveyard of death. With his powerful strength and unwavering will, he has repeatedly crossed spatial turbulence and avoided various deadly traps and dangers.

He felt it should have been three or four days, but in reality, in this distorted time, it was impossible to measure it using common sense.

However, the hunters sent by the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary seemed to have completely blended into the chaotic dark background, and their exact location could not be detected for a long time.

Ling Xiao was secretly on guard. He knew that the Tianyuan Holy Hall would not let him go easily. Those hunters must be hiding in some corner, waiting for the best opportunity to launch a fatal attack.

Ling Xiao's gaze slowly turned to the even deeper, absolute darkness ahead, a darkness that seemed capable of completely swallowing even light and time.

The darkness was like a giant vortex, exuding a chilling aura, as if it concealed countless unknown dangers and terrifying beings.

Deep lines were etched between his brows, and his eyes revealed a hint of worry and determination.

He murmured softly, "Abi, Pearl, if we go there... what lies ahead is truly a place of utter destruction..."

He knew full well that this trip to the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary was fraught with peril, and that the unknown darkness might conceal enemies far more powerful than he had imagined, as well as even more terrifying traps.

Once you step into it, there may be no turning back.

Ling Bi stood beside Ling Xiao, her posture upright, her eyes firm and cold.

Her gaze was like two ice-forged swords, piercing through the raging torrents and the obstruction of broken corpses, heading straight for the unknown dark core.

The surrounding spatial storms roared eternally, like the weeping of countless wronged souls, yet her voice was as clear as the pronouncement of law, carrying an absolute will that cut off all escape routes and burned away all possibilities: "Then... never look back."

Her voice was firm and powerful, as if declaring to this dark world that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, no matter what life-or-death tests they faced, they would not back down or be afraid, but would forge ahead until they achieved their goal or paid the price with their lives.

Xiao Lianzhu raised her head slightly, her gaze gently falling on Ling Xiao. Her voice was much gentler than Ling Bi's icy tone, flowing like a babbling brook through the heart: "If I could be with Brother Ling, I would die without regrets..."

Her eyes were filled with longing and determination, as if she would gladly face any danger, whether it be a mountain of knives, a sea of ​​fire, or an abyss of eternal damnation, as long as she could walk side by side with Ling Xiao.

However, how could she not have regrets?
Deep in her heart, she harbored a secret longing that no one else knew.

She also wanted to know who her parents were, and why they had disappeared all these years and never looked for her.

Whenever the night is quiet, she would stare blankly at the starry sky, imagining what her parents looked like and why they had abandoned her.

These questions, like needles, pricked her heart from time to time.

But if she were to be with Ling Xiao, she would rather have this regret than not care.

In her heart, Ling Xiao was her whole world. He gave her warmth and strength, and provided her with support in this dangerous and unknown world.

As long as she could be by Ling Xiao's side, watching his every smile and feeling his presence, she felt incredibly happy and content.

Even if she were to face death one day, she would have no regrets.

At this moment, Ling Xiao stood on the floating warship, which was like a lone boat cutting through a river of dark blood, speeding towards the depths of darkness in this dark and dangerous universe.

The surrounding space twisted and deformed, and violent energy crashed against the warship like a surging tide, producing a deafening roar.

But Ling Xiao remained as steady as Mount Tai. He stood tall and straight, his eyes fixed firmly ahead, as if no difficulty could stop him from moving forward.

Ling Bi stood quietly to the side, her eyes slightly closed, the light of the sword around her flickering.

The sword light seemed to have a life of its own, sometimes flashing like stars, sometimes dimming like a dark night.

She seemed to be conducting the most profound divine deductions, trying to find a safe path out of this chaotic spacetime law; or perhaps she was sensing the source of malice deep within the passage, wanting to detect the danger in advance and prepare for everyone to deal with it.

Her brow furrowed slightly, a look of seriousness appearing on her face. Clearly, the danger ahead exceeded her expectations. (End of Chapter)