Batian Martial Soul

Although the old woman was indeed ugly, Ling Xiao's blunt assessment was ultimately too hurtful.

As expected, upon hearing Ling Xiao's words, the old woman's single eye instantly turned bloodshot, her already cloudy eyeball becoming completely red, as if it were about to bleed, filled with anger and resentment.

She gripped the bone staff tightly with both hands and slammed it heavily on the ground. A muffled "thud" resounded, like the beating of a war drum, causing the ground to tremble slightly and raising a thin layer of dust.

She yelled at the top of her lungs, "You brat, do you know that I am a divine messenger of the Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall?"

The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it were about to pierce one's eardrums.

Ling Xiao seemed not to have heard her words, slowly turning his face away, as if he felt uncomfortable even looking at the old woman for a second.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his voice remaining flat and emotionless: "Don't you think you're unworthy of the name 'Sanctuary'?"

"It's really an eyesore."

He spoke these words casually, as if he were talking about a trivial matter, but they were more hurtful than any malicious words, like a sharp dagger piercing straight into the old woman's heart.

"court death!"

The old woman was completely enraged by Ling Xiao's words, and roared like a mad beast.

Her black robes fluttered and rustled even without wind, as if stirred by an invisible force.

Suddenly, a hundred streams of black energy burst forth from the tip of the bone staff, surging out like a raging tide, each stream transforming into a hideous ghost face.

These demonic faces came in various shapes and sizes; some had blue faces and fangs, some had gaping mouths, and some had bulging eyes, all lunging at Lingxiao with bared teeth and claws.

The ghostly faces emitted piercing screams, like wails from hell, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty red light, as if they wanted to devour Lingxiao alive.

Ling Xiao, however, remained calm and composed, showing no fear whatsoever.

A flash of light appeared from his sleeve, and a Heavenly Demon Array Plate flew out.

The array slowly rotated in the air, emitting a deep and majestic sound, which contrasted sharply with the shriek of the ghost mask.

The array plate emitted dazzling golden light, like blazing sunlight.

When the black energy touched the golden light, it immediately dissipated like ice and snow meeting the sun, making a "sizzling" sound and emitting wisps of black smoke.

Bathed in golden light, the hideous demon faces let out painful howls, their forms gradually blurring until they vanished without a trace.

The old woman was forced to stagger backward by the golden light emanating from the array, each step leaving deep footprints on the ground, as if she had used all her strength to barely steady herself.

Her single eye was filled with astonishment and uncertainty. Her previous arrogance had vanished without a trace, replaced by deep fear and shock.

Her lips trembled slightly, like withered leaves rustling in the cold wind, as if she wanted to say something to salvage the terrible situation, or perhaps she was incredulous at what was happening before her eyes.

In the end, all emotions culminated in a gasp of astonishment, a voice trembling with a hint of resentment: "You actually mastered the Heavenly Demon Array Disk!"

"This is a secret treasure that the Demonic Sect has lost for a long time!"

Ling Xiao, however, seemed to completely disregard the old woman's words. He lazily yawned and stretched, as if what he had just experienced was nothing more than a trivial squabble.

His gaze shifted from the old woman to the beautiful faces of Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu. A hint of tenderness and satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, a smile tinged with teasing and smugness, as if he were confirming the unparalleled beauty of the two women beside him.

Then, he nodded slightly and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "My sister and my fiancée are much prettier and more pleasing to the eye."

The words came out of his mouth without the slightest affectation or hesitation, as if he were simply stating a self-evident fact, as natural as saying that the weather was nice today.

Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu were taken aback when they heard Ling Xiao's words. Then they shook their heads helplessly, but a shy smile appeared on their faces.

They knew in their hearts that Ling Xiao was deliberately trying to anger the old woman. With his quirky and clever personality, he would naturally not let go of any opportunity to strike at his enemies.

Therefore, they did not hide their thoughts at all and accepted Ling Xiao's praise openly.

At this moment, the God-Slaying Sword was buzzing incessantly, the sound sharp and rapid, as if it were cheering excitedly.

The eerie light on the blade intensified, like the most brilliant star in the night sky, or a burning blue flame, standing out conspicuously in the dimly lit long bridge.

The eerie blue light illuminated the surroundings, making it resemble a dark and sinister underworld.

Countless dark figures, like moths to a flame, were continuously drawn into the blade by the powerful suction force.

With each shadow it absorbed, the blade's temperature dropped, and the icy aura spread outwards as if it were a tangible substance.

If an ordinary person were to get close, they would probably be immediately frostbitten by the biting cold, and might even be frozen into an ice sculpture.

Just then, Xiao Lianzhu's eyes lit up and an excited smile appeared on her face. She said to Ling Xiao with a smile, "Brother Ling, these thousand-year-old vengeful spirits are a great tonic!"

"It's extremely important for improving my soul power, why don't you let me handle it?!"

Her voice was clear and melodious, like the sound of silver bells, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation, as if she could already see the wonderful scene of her soul power greatly increasing.

Ling Xiao turned his head slightly and glanced at her indifferently, but his gaze never left the old woman who was still putting up a stubborn resistance, as if the old woman was his most concerned opponent at the moment.

He nodded slightly and said calmly, "Then breathe freely."

His tone was so indifferent, as if he were telling Xiao Lianzhu to just eat something casually.

With Ling Xiao's permission, Xiao Lianzhu's smile became even brighter.

She rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, as mysterious runes flew from her fingertips and merged into the surrounding air.

She was like a bottomless black hole, emanating a powerful suction force, and began to frantically devour the vengeful spirits around her.

Some of the vengeful spirits seemed to sense the danger and tried to resist the suction force. They bared their teeth and claws and made sharp cries, as if they were showing off to Xiao Lianzhu.

However, their resistance was so insignificant in the face of Xiao Lianzhu's powerful suction that they could not resist at all and could only let out desperate cries as they were mercilessly sucked into her body.

Seeing that the thousand-year-old vengeful spirit she had carefully controlled was being devoured by Xiao Lianzhu, and that her centuries of hard-earned cultivation was about to be destroyed, the old woman's eyes widened in fury, and her face twisted like that of a demon.

She shouted sternly, "How dare you ruin my centuries of cultivation!" (End of Chapter)