Batian Martial Soul

This malevolent aura was so tangible that it permeated the air, making one feel as if they were in a world filled with hatred and resentment.

Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu exchanged a glance and leaped onto the bridge.

Their figures were as light as swallows, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air.

As soon as his toes touched the gray stone slab, his brows furrowed slightly.

The stone slabs were cold and hard, as if they contained endless chill that penetrated through the soles of your feet and straight to your heart.

Moreover, they could sense an invisible force surging beneath the stone slab, as if something terrifying was lurking there.

At the same time, Lei Ling's solemn voice echoed in Ling Xiao's mind.

Lei Ling's voice, booming like a great bell, echoed in his mind: "Boy, this place is extremely ominous!"

The Yin and Yang are reversed, and death energy gathers; it is by no means a good place.

There are extremely powerful protective fluctuations on the bridge, be careful!

Lei Ling was a spiritual creature born from heaven and earth, with an extremely keen sense of danger. Its words made Ling Xiao's heart skip a beat.

Ling Xiao's heart tightened, and his divine sense, like an invisible net, quickly swept across the surroundings.

He was trying to detect the hidden dangers around him and was about to warn Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu when he suddenly saw the fog surging on the bridge ahead, like a raging sea.

In the churning mist, a blurry figure slowly materialized.

She was a woman dressed in a tattered scarlet wedding gown. The red of the gown was as vivid as blood, yet it exuded an eerie aura.

Her face was twisted and pale, as if she had been tormented by pain and resentment to the point of losing her human form. Her eyes were filled with blood, and the blood-red tears slid down her cheeks, a shocking sight.

The resentment surrounding her was almost tangible, swirling around her like black smoke; she was clearly an incredibly powerful and malevolent spirit!

Ling Bi's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of wariness flashing in them, and she said softly, "A vengeful ghost..."

Her cultivation technique was extremely sensitive to evil energy, and she saw through the woman's true nature at a glance.

Xiao Lianzhu's face turned pale, and her hands clenched unconsciously, her nails digging into her palms, but she still suppressed her fear and forced herself not to be afraid.

She knew that she couldn't show weakness at this time, otherwise it would only cause trouble for everyone.

The woman in red stared intently at the two, her eyes filled with hatred and resentment, as if she wanted to devour them alive.

A strange smile spread across his lips, followed by a chilling chuckle that echoed across the silent bridge like the cry of an owl, sending shivers down one's spine.

Ling Xiao said in a deep voice, "This thing is filled with resentment and has probably killed many people. It's not simple."

His voice was deep and powerful, revealing his deep respect for the red-clad female spirit.

He knew that he had to be careful when facing such a powerful evil spirit, otherwise he might fall into an abyss of no return.

Ling Xiao slowly scanned his surroundings, his gaze like a cold, sharp blade, freezing even the air around him.

His expression remained indifferent, as if nothing before him could stir any emotion within him. However, the five fingers of his left hand gripping the sword had quietly tightened, the knuckles turning white from the force. The fine lines on the hilt pressed against his palm, yet this gave him a strange sense of peace, a sign that power was about to erupt.

Just then, a chill ran down Ling Xiao's spine!
The chill was like a tangible icicle, piercing his spine and making the hairs on his body stand on end instantly.

He reacted extremely quickly, turning around abruptly with clean and decisive movements, without the slightest hesitation.

His pupils contracted instantly, becoming as small as pinpoints, as he stared intently at the terrifying scene that had suddenly appeared before him.

Behind them, the once empty bridge surface was now densely packed with countless twisted souls!

These souls came in various shapes and sizes, some with incomplete limbs, as if they had been torn apart by some terrifying force.
Some of them had ferocious and terrifying faces, with twisted and deformed facial muscles, revealing sharp fangs and blood-red tongues.

They all exuded a strong sense of malice and death, the death aura like a black mist that lingered around them, making people want to vomit.

His eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light, like burning will-o'-the-wisps, revealing endless greed and ferocity, completely blocking their escape route!
The entire long bridge was transformed into a ghostly underworld in an instant!

A sinister atmosphere permeated every corner, as if one were in the eighteenth level of hell, surrounded by the wailing of ghosts and howls of wolves, sending chills down one's spine.

However, Ling Xiao's voice remained calm, but carried a hint of coldness, as if it came from an ice cellar: "Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Life Formation".

Based on the ancient bridge, it gathers yin energy and nurtures evil spirits.

This bridge is a divine artifact with netherworld attributes.

Someone is practicing evil soul-refining magic here.

His eyes revealed wisdom and insight, as if he could see through all the conspiracies and schemes in the world.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lianzhu couldn't help but tremble. Her already fair face became even paler, as thin as a sheet of paper.

She gripped Ling Xiao's sleeve tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Brother Ling, we shouldn't stay here any longer, let's go."

Her eyes were filled with fear and worry; she just wanted to get out of this terrible place as soon as possible.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, a smile that carried a hint of confidence and disdain.

Who is he?
He is Ling Xiao, who cultivates the Devouring Heaven Demon Art!

The Devouring Heaven Demon Art is an unparalleled demonic art capable of devouring all things in heaven and earth and refining all energy.

With such a powerful skill at his disposal, how could he possibly miss such a good opportunity?

In his eyes, these wronged souls were excellent tonics for improving his cultivation, so he decided to devour them all.

Having just broken through to the Star Realm, he also needed a fierce battle to consolidate his cultivation.

The Star Realm is a completely new realm, full of infinite possibilities and power, but he also knows that only through the tempering of actual combat can he truly master this power.

But before he could speak, a hoarse, distorted laugh, seemingly composed of countless mixed sounds, suddenly boomed from the depths of the bridge.

The laughter was like the howling of a thousand vengeful ghosts at the same time, sharp and piercing, making one's scalp tingle.

"Leave? You've disturbed my grand feast of ten thousand souls, and you still want to leave? Isn't it a bit too late!" The voice was full of anger and mockery, as if Ling Xiao and the others were nothing more than ants in his eyes.

Before the words were even finished, the countless hideous evil spirits on the bridge seemed to have received a command and let out a deafening shriek.

The shrill sound, like a sharp blade, ripped through the sky, making people's eardrums ache.

They transformed into a raging black tide, within which flickered an eerie red light—the burning, bloodthirsty desires of the evil spirits.

They pounced madly toward the two people in the center of the bridge, moving with lightning speed, tearing black cracks in the air wherever they went.

Ling Bi frowned slightly, her beautiful eyebrows resembling two small hills, revealing her wariness and displeasure. (End of Chapter)