Batian Martial Soul

The voice of Venerable Hongya was deep and powerful, each word striking people's hearts like a heavy hammer.

"Of course..."

He paused slightly, as if forcibly suppressing the raging anger within him, and after taking a deep breath, continued, "Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, perhaps you were temporarily blinded by demonic thoughts, which led you to commit such a heinous act."

"Leave the territory of Holy Journey Mountain immediately. This matter... I can temporarily waive the pursuit!"

His voice carried a hint of helplessness and tolerance, as if he hoped to give Ling Xiao a chance to reform.

"Not pursuing this for now? Hahaha!"

Ling Xiao seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and suddenly burst into wild laughter.

The laughter was unrestrained and arrogant, full of violence and mockery, echoing in the air for a long time.

He abruptly stopped laughing, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Venerable Red Cliff like a raging beast. He spoke each word with a voice as cold as ice, as if a chilling wind was blowing from hell: "Old man! You Holy Mountain people fight and kill as you please, and when you can't win, you just want to let it go so easily?"

What do you take me for?!
Are they monkeys performing on the street?

Are you going to let me play with you and manipulate me at will?
Today, I will make you, the Holy Mountain, pay a terrible price!

His eyes widened, filled with violence and determination, and he took a sudden step forward.

With each step, it felt as if a thousand pounds of force had crashed down. The ground beneath their feet could not withstand this terrifying power and instantly cracked open inch by inch. Deep fissures spread wildly in all directions like ferocious giant pythons.

At the same time, a fierce and domineering sword intent erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption. This sword intent was extremely sharp, and wherever it passed, the wind and clouds were stirred up and rolled endlessly, and the gale howled, as if countless wronged souls were wailing in it.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "I'm telling you! This isn't over yet!"
One hundred million mid-grade spirit crystals!
If you lose even a single penny, I'll slaughter your entire Shengxing Mountain family, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive!

May your Holy Mountain vanish from this world, becoming nothing but a desolate ruin!

The sound was like a thunderclap, echoing between heaven and earth, making people's eardrums ache.

"One hundred million mid-grade spirit crystals?!"

The elders behind Venerable Red Cliff who had miraculously survived gasped in shock upon hearing this number.

Their faces were filled with horror and disbelief, their expressions like those of a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling with anger.

Some of the elders trembled uncontrollably, as if they had witnessed the end of the world.

Some elders stared wide-eyed and opened their mouths wide, but couldn't utter a complete sound.

A layer of frost finally appeared on Venerable Hongya's usually calm face, like the ice and snow covering the mountaintop in the dead of winter, cold and piercing.

His eyes were sharp as knives, as if they could pierce through one's soul. He said coldly, "Junior! Letting you leave is already an act of mercy from me. I'm giving you a way out!"
Don't think that just because you've killed a few incompetent elders, you can run wild and do whatever you want on my Holy Mountain!

One hundred million mid-grade spirit crystals?
Do you know what that number is?
That's an astronomical figure. Even if I took out all my savings from Shengxing Mountain, I might not be able to raise it!

That's just wishful thinking, pure fantasy!

"No?"

Ling Xiao's sinister smile became increasingly distorted, a smile that resembled that of a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

The energy within his body surged wildly like a raging tide, and demonic energy churned and surged around him, forming black vortexes.

The Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword emitted an excited whimper in his hand, as if it couldn't wait to start a massacre.

The sword tip pointed directly at Venerable Red Cliff, gleaming with a chilling light, as if it would pierce through Venerable Red Cliff at any moment.

"Then..."

Before he could finish speaking, it was as if something extremely terrifying was about to come out of his mouth.

"Om-!"

Just then, another completely different, yet purer, colder, and more all-consuming sword cry resounded through the heavens and earth without warning.

The sword's ringing sound was crisp and loud, seemingly able to penetrate one's soul, sending a chill down one's spine.

The sound of the sword did not come from Lingxiao!

Instead, it came from Ling Bi, who was always silent and icy beside him!

She moved!
There was no earth-shattering burst of energy, no fancy or mysterious trajectory; it was as if she had always been one with the world, and was simply moving in accordance with the will of heaven.

She took a very simple step, light and elegant, but the next moment, her figure seemed to merge into the void, disappearing without a trace, making it impossible for anyone to catch her.

Just as everyone was still searching for her, the next moment, a gleaming sword light, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of severing cause and effect and splitting chaos, appeared three feet in front of Venerable Red Cliff's brow!

The sword light was faster than imagined, transcending the concepts of space and time, as if it had always been there, without the slightest delay or hesitation.

The expression on Venerable Red Cliff's face changed drastically in an instant. His originally calm and composed face was now filled with fear and shock!

He had lived for countless years in this vast world, experiencing countless hardships and life-or-death crises, and had witnessed all kinds of powerful supernatural abilities and spells, but he had never felt such pure and deadly sword intent!

The sword intent seemed to be a judgment from the heavens above, carrying an irresistible majesty, and it came straight down on him.

He didn't have time to think; his brain seemed to freeze at that moment, making it impossible for him to dodge.

A tremendous sense of crisis, stemming from his very survival instincts, overwhelmed him like a surging tide, causing every hair on his body to stand on end, each one seemingly issuing a danger warning.

He felt the aura of death following him like a shadow, as if he would be torn to pieces by this terrifying sword intent at any moment.

At this critical moment, he roared, a roar that echoed through the heavens and earth like thunder, as if he wanted to vent all the fear and anger in his heart.

The vast magical power that had been dormant within him for so long was suddenly awakened like a dormant volcano, erupting instantly like a volcano, with surging and turbulent power surging wildly within him.

He thrust out both palms with overwhelming force, pushing forward as if to shatter the entire world.

"The sea of ​​clouds is boundless!"

With his angry shout, a thunderous roar exploded in his ears.

In an instant, boundless clouds condensed, as if summoned by some mysterious force, transforming into a massive, turbulent, and immeasurably thick wall of clouds.

This colossal wall of clouds soared into the sky, seemingly capable of blotting out the sun. Countless profound runes flickered and shone on it, like stars in the night sky, radiating a terrifying power that suppressed all heavens!
At this point, Venerable Red Cliff was essentially fighting for his life, because he knew that if he didn't exert himself, he would be killed. (End of Chapter)