Batian Martial Soul

The young man could move, but his body trembled like a candle in the wind, as if a gentle breeze could knock him over.

His teeth chattered, making a crisp yet desperate sound. He couldn't muster even the slightest strength, as if he had become a lamb to the slaughter.

He looked at Ling Xiao with eyes filled with fear and despair, as if he were looking at the most terrifying being in the universe.

In his mind, even the original will of the Heavenly Abyss Temple had never made him so desperate.

At this moment, he was like a lamb lost in the darkness, facing a powerful hunter, only able to await the judgment of fate.

Ling Xiao's gaze, like a deep and cold pool, slowly fell upon the purple-gold-robed youth. His gaze was utterly calm, as if he were examining an insignificant speck of dust drifting in the wind, as if this once arrogant and unrestrained youth was nothing more than an ant in his eyes.

"Besides you, is there anyone else?"

Ling Xiao's voice was flat and indifferent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, yet it struck the young man's heart like a heavy hammer.

The young man in the purple-gold robe felt a bone-chilling cold rush from the soles of his feet to his head. His lips trembled uncontrollably, and a gurgling sound came from his throat, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat.

Overwhelming fear, like a raging tide, completely engulfed him, robbing him of even the ability to utter a complete sound.

He could only shake his head desperately and with minimal effort, as if he had used up all his strength. His eyes were full of pleading, as if he was begging Ling Xiao to spare his life and give him a way out.

Ling Xiao tilted his head slightly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. He seemed dissatisfied with the answer, or perhaps he simply felt that the life of this young man, barely clinging to life, was superfluous, like an eyesore stuck in his heart.

"The answer is not what was asked."

Ling Xiao's icy intent, like the final judgment from the deepest hell, echoed in the air with irresistible majesty.

As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of blood-red light, thinner than a strand of hair, shot out from the Bloodthirsty Blade in his hand like lightning slicing through the night sky.

The blade flashed with an eerie and bewitching light, as if it contained endless killing and destructive power. Wherever it passed, space was ripped open with a tiny crack.

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With a soft sound, the blood-red blade light, like a sharp arrow, instantly pierced through the brow of the purple-gold-robed youth.

The speed was so fast that the young man had no time to react.

There were no wounds, no bloodstains, as if nothing had ever happened.

But the last spark of light in the young man's eyes vanished in an instant, his once lively eyes becoming empty and lifeless, like a extinguished lamp.

His body, like a puppet stripped of all its support, fell straight backward.

Before he even came into contact with the aura of death that permeated the battlefield, his body had already completely turned into the most primordial particle dust, vanishing without a trace like wisps of smoke, as if he had never existed in this world.

Ling Xiao's figure blurred, and he quickly passed by the spot where the dozen or so members of the hunting party had just exploded and disappeared, like a ghost.

His movements were light and agile, like a cheetah darting through the darkness, making him almost invisible.

Amidst the raging torrents, more than a dozen storage rings of various designs, each shimmering with faint spatial fluctuations, were scattered everywhere.

These storage rings are made of extraordinary materials, their surfaces are engraved with mysterious runes, and they emit a strange light. They survived the terrifying attack just now, like starlight in the darkness, attracting much attention.

Ling Xiao's eyes were sharp, accurately capturing the location of each storage ring. He reached out and grabbed them, and the storage rings fell into his hand like obedient pets.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at the storage ring in his hand, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips, as if he was quite satisfied with his gains.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes slightly, his divine sense like an invisible yet extremely sharp lightning bolt, instantly sweeping across all the storage rings.

Wherever his divine sense passed, everything in the storage ring was displayed as if it were under a bright mirror, every detail clearly visible.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes, a look of "satisfaction" on his face. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he clicked his tongue with a hint of mockery, saying, "Tsk, this 'Netherworld Hunting Group' is quite well-off."

"Let me take a closer look... It adds up to about 60 million low-grade spirit crystals. That's a considerable fortune, enough to keep an ordinary sect running for many years."

"There are also three broken ancient artifacts containing a trace of the Great Sun Realm aura. Although they are broken, the Great Sun Realm aura is undeniable. They must have once been majestic and invincible treasures."

"It seems that in the Tianyuan Dynasty, treasures at the Great Sun Realm level are not as common as cabbages; they cannot be obtained casually."

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind racing. He recalled the Great Sun Realm treasures that those people had carried before, and thought to himself: The reason why those people had so many Great Sun Realm treasures must be because they came from the Silent Extinction Realm.

That Realm of Annihilation must be a mysterious and powerful place, perhaps possessing unique resources and a cultivation system that allows them to have so many high-level treasures.

However, now that these treasures are in my hands, I should make good use of them.

"You can each have half of these spirit crystals."

Ling Xiao looked at Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu with gentle eyes. As he spoke, he flicked his wrist and divided the collected spirit crystals into two portions, which he then handed to the two of them.

The spirit crystal shimmered with a soft light, like twinkling stars, radiating an alluring spiritual energy.

Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu exchanged a glance, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eyes, before they both wanted to refuse.

However, Ling Xiao had anticipated this. He waved his hand to stop them from speaking and said with an unquestionable expression, "Don't be polite with me. One of you is my sister, so naturally I have to take good care of you; the other is my fiancée, so it's only natural that I treat you well."

"Besides, I have enough spirit crystals now and I don't need these. You can take them without worry."

"These spirit crystals will greatly benefit your strength. With your talent and hard work, you should be able to break through to the Great Sun Realm sooner than me."

"At that time, we will have more confidence when we travel in the Tianyuan Dynasty."

Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu were deeply moved by Ling Xiao's words, but the words of refusal stuck in their throats.

After a moment's thought, the two realized that if they could break through to the Great Sun Realm as soon as possible and greatly increase their strength, they would be able to help Ling Xiao more in the upcoming journey through the Tianyuan Dynasty, facing various unknown dangers and challenges, rather than becoming a burden to him. (End of Chapter)