Batian Martial Soul

The old man seemed not to believe what he was seeing, and gritted his teeth to take another ten feet forward.

With this step, his aura became even more bizarre and unpredictable. The purple light in his eyes suddenly split, and his left eye became as black as ink, like an endless abyss that could devour all light.
His right eye was pure white like jade, like the purest sacred object in the world, untouched by any dust.

The yin and yang energies flowed in his eyes, forming a miniature yin-yang tai chi diagram, clearly indicating the use of an extremely ancient secret technique.

He stood there quietly, his gaze fixed on Xiao Lianzhu, as if trying to see right through her.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and everything around became quiet, with only the faint sound of the yin and yang energies circulating in the old man's eyes.

After a long while, his body trembled violently, as if he had suffered a huge impact. His hands trembled slightly, and his face was full of disbelief: "Sword Immortal Destiny, Soul Saint Destiny... there are even such destiny blessings!"

Even the most powerful beings of antiquity might not possess such a destiny.

Moreover, they even inherit...the destiny of heaven and earth?!

No…impossible!

Absolutely impossible! "

He felt as if he had witnessed the most incredible thing in the world. He was struck by an invisible force, and his body was forced to retreat several feet uncontrollably.

With each step back, the ground beneath his feet seemed to be struck by a heavy hammer, producing a dull thud and kicking up clouds of dust.

His face was filled with horror and disbelief, as if he had seen the most terrifying ghost in the world, or had encountered a catastrophe. His eyes were full of fear and shock, and his lips trembled involuntarily.

"Sword Immortal, Soul Saint!" These two words echoed in his mind like thunder, causing his thoughts to become somewhat chaotic.

Fairy!
Holy!
What a noble title that is!

In ancient legends, immortals and saints represent the most powerful beings in the world, a realm that countless cultivators dream of but can never reach.

What is immortal?
Immortals are those who transcend the mundane world and are not bound by its rules and constraints.

They roam freely between heaven and earth, able to manipulate the power of the universe with every gesture, making it easy for them to move mountains, fill seas, and change the world.

They are detached from worldly affairs and untouched by cause and effect or reincarnation, appearing as high and mighty deities looking down upon the masses.

What is a saint?
A Saint is an unparalleled powerhouse, the pinnacle of existence on the path of cultivation.

They possess extraordinary abilities, enabling them to create their own laws and order.

Their fame spread far and wide, inspiring awe and worship in countless people.

Before them, even powerful sects and forces had to bow down and submit, daring not to disobey in the slightest.

The old man was horrified because he saw in Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu two terrifying destinies that had long been lost to the river of time!
These two types of fates are like the most dazzling stars in the night sky, which once shone with unparalleled brilliance in ancient times, but have been gradually forgotten by people as time has passed.

However, these things were now actually on the two young women, which could not help but shock and frighten the old man.

what does this mean?
This means that these two women in front of us have a very high chance of recreating the ancient immortal and holy paths!
In ancient times, the paths of immortals and saints flourished, a glorious era in which many powerful figures emerged.

But for some reason, the paths of immortality and sainthood gradually declined and eventually disappeared into the long river of history.

If these two women could truly recreate the ancient immortal and holy paths, what a magnificent feat that would be, one that would surely shock the entire world!
Once this news spreads, those ancient beings who have been lurking in the corners of time and once followed immortals and saints will surely be stirred up by the news!

Some of these ancient beings have been dormant for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, waiting for the moment when the path of immortality and sagehood will reappear.

When they learn of this news, they will surely awaken and come to find these two women, hoping to use their power to restore the glory of ancient times.

At that time, the entire world will be turned upside down, and an unprecedented storm will sweep in.

The old man stared intently at Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu, his eyes shifting unpredictably, as if a fierce internal struggle was raging within him.

His heart was filled with contradictions and struggles. On the one hand, he longed to further explore the secrets of these two women and see if they could really reproduce the ancient immortal and holy ways.
On the other hand, he was well aware that this matter was of great importance, and that getting involved could bring him utter ruin.

Finally, as if he had made a great decision, he turned around and was about to escape into the spatial rift.

"Hey!" Ling Xiao finally couldn't help but speak up, his voice carrying a hint of dissatisfaction and curiosity.

He stood by the side, watching the old man's shock and awe towards Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

He considered himself to be exceptionally talented and capable, but the old man ignored him completely, which made him furious.
"Old man, won't you come and see me while you're at it?"

The old man paused, turned around impatiently, and swept his purple eyes across Ling Xiao.

The purple light, like a sharp sword, pierced through Ling Xiao's body in an instant, causing him to feel a chill.

Immediately, the old man curled his lip and said with a look of disgust, "Rotten wood and withered stump, a waste of my yin and yang energy."

In his view, although Ling Xiao had some strength, he was worlds apart from Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu, and it was not worth his time to investigate him.

Having said that, without lingering for a moment, the old man's figure instantly disappeared into the crack.

Ling Xiao stood frozen in place for a moment, as if under a spell. The old man's disdainful words pierced his pride like steel needles.

Immediately, a surge of anger erupted from the depths of his heart like a volcano. He was so angry that his face turned red, veins bulged on his forehead, and he stomped his feet on the ground, cursing, "You old bastard! Who are you calling a piece of rotten wood?!"

"Don't run away if you dare!"

Come back and explain it to your grandfather!

"You think you're so great just because you have a little skill?"

He's just bullying people because he's old!

He grew angrier the more he thought about it, gripping the sword hilt tightly with both hands until his knuckles turned white from the force.

He brandished his sword and charged towards the gradually closing spatial rift like an enraged bull, roaring, "Today I'll show you that I, Ling Xiao, am not someone to be trifled with!"

As he spoke, he raised his sword high and slashed fiercely at the crack, as if he wanted to drag the hateful old man out of the crack and teach him a lesson.

However, the spatial rift seemed to possess its own will, closing completely and rapidly after the old man entered, leaving no trace in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed. (End of Chapter)