Batian Martial Soul

Wherever the light passed, it seemed as if an invisible force was impacting everything.

Under the influence of this force, the battle formation of the Tianyuan Holy Temple army showed a barely perceptible loosening. A hint of panic flashed in the soldiers' eyes, and the weapons in their hands trembled slightly involuntarily.

Upon seeing this, Yuwen Po shook his head slightly, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

He held the long sword horizontally in front of him, its blade gleaming with a cold, eerie light, as if telling its bloody history.

"This general never underestimates any opponent."

His voice was deep and powerful, like a hammer striking people's hearts, "That's precisely why,"

His voice suddenly turned cold, like the north wind in winter, sending chills down one's spine. "That's why I chose to come when he wasn't here."

It turned out that he had already found out Ling Xiao's whereabouts and deliberately chose this time to launch the attack in order to avoid a direct confrontation with Ling Xiao.

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, like two sharp daggers, and her aura suddenly became fierce, like a drawn sword ready to strike at any moment.

"I see."

She said coldly, her voice tinged with anger and disdain.

Suddenly, the white lotus in her hand flashed with light and transformed into a crystal-clear jade sword.

The jade sword has a long, slender blade, upon which flow mysterious laws of heaven and earth, as if it contains the secrets of the entire world.

Yuwen Po's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he swung his hand, raising his long sword high and pointing it at the Batian Empire: "Kill them all, leave no one alive."

His voice boomed like thunder, echoing across the battlefield.

At his command, the army of the Heavenly Abyss Holy Temple surged forward like a tidal wave, marching with orderly and firm steps, their war drums thundering, as if they were about to crush the entire world.

The surging killing intent swept across the sky, turning the originally clear sky gloomy, as if foreshadowing a fierce battle about to break out.

The woman in plain clothes looked at the Heavenly Abyss Holy Temple army charging towards them like wolves and tigers, and sighed, her sigh carrying a hint of helplessness and indignation.

A long sword suddenly flew out from her sleeve. The sword initially appeared ordinary, but it grew larger in the wind and instantly transformed into a giant ruler thousands of feet long.

The giant ruler exuded a devastating pressure, as if it were a weapon of punishment sent down by the heavens.

It slammed down on the Tianyuan Temple army with overwhelming force.

Under the sky, a great battle is about to break out.

The stars seemed to be infected by the tense atmosphere, becoming dim and lackluster, as if mourning the fierce battle that was about to begin.

Everything was desolate, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and blood. A life-or-death battle that would determine the fate of the Overlord Empire had begun.

Below, Shangguan Yue stood tall and straight like a pine tree. She tilted her head slightly and looked up at the sky, which was shrouded in gloom and filled with the flames of war. Her eyes were full of determination and resolve.

She took a deep breath, and though her voice was soft, it resonated in everyone's hearts like a booming bell: "Protect the Empire! Protect all living beings!"

The voice contained boundless power, as if it could penetrate the pervasive smoke and reach the depths of everyone's soul.

"Protect the Empire! Protect the people!"

Behind Shangguan Yue, countless powerful figures roared in unison, like towering mountain peaks.

The roars combined to form a massive, overwhelming sound wave that caused the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

The next moment, their eyes blazed with intense light, and without the slightest hesitation, they charged directly toward the Heavenly Abyss Holy Temple Expeditionary Force that surged toward them like a black tide from the depths of the sky!
Their figures streaked across the sky like shooting stars, carrying an indomitable spirit.

Throughout the Batian Empire, an invisible force seemed to ignite their passion.

Countless martial artists emerged from all corners of the world. Some came from bustling towns, some from remote mountain villages, some from prestigious families, and some were just ordinary people.

But at this moment, they all share only one common goal—to protect their homeland.

Holding all sorts of weapons, their faces filled with anger and determination, they surged towards the enemy in the sky like a raging torrent.

In addition, the Qin family members who had joined the Batian Empire did not back down at all.

The head of the Qin family took the lead, brandishing his long sword with sword energy, and led the Qin family members into the enemy ranks.

The powerful figures of the former great towns and dynasties also appeared one after another. Although they had experienced many vicissitudes, their eyes still revealed an indomitable will.

And then there are the mysterious aquatic warriors, who come from the deep sea, their figures as swift as lightning, weaving through the interplay of water and fire, delivering unexpected blows to their enemies.

Not only them, but also the people of the Demon Sea joined this thrilling battle.

Led by Lü Ning, the people of the Demon Sea were like ferocious beasts. Their attacks were sharp and ruthless, making it impossible for the Tianyuan Holy Hall's expeditionary force to defend against them.

Lu Ning flashed and appeared in front of an enemy general like a ghost. With a swing of his long sword, the enemy general's head fell to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.

Meanwhile, the gravedigger Yun Wuji and Empress Su Lingyin, who had already returned, took on the important task of restraining Yuwen Po.

Yun Wuji's figure was elusive, hovering around Yuwen Po like a ghost, launching sneak attacks from time to time, forcing Yuwen Po to be distracted and deal with them.

Su Lingyin then unleashed her unparalleled divine power, unleashing a barrage of sharp sword energy towards Yuwen Po like a torrential rain, forcing Yuwen Po to retreat repeatedly.

Before long, Yuwen Po's expression gradually turned ugly.

He originally thought this battle would be a one-sided massacre, and that his expeditionary force would be able to easily crush the Batian Empire.

However, reality dealt him a heavy blow.

He discovered that his expeditionary force was being suppressed by the powerful figures of the Overlord Empire!
In particular, the geniuses of the Overlord Empire, who were at the forefront of the group, were a major headache for him.

Ji Mingkong moved with a graceful gait, like a fairy dancing, but her attacks were incredibly fierce.

The longsword in her hand gleamed with a cold light, and each swing could take the life of an enemy.

Meng Haoqing was like a ferocious beast; he possessed immense strength, capable of breaking bones and tendons with a single punch or kick.

The remaining demon generals also displayed their unique abilities. They cooperated seamlessly, forming a tight-knit whole that made it difficult for the expeditionary force to withstand them.

They were virtually invincible in the face of these expeditionary forces.

This time, all the hidden powerhouses of the Overlord Empire made their move.

For example, the incredibly powerful Lord of the Star-Picking Pavilion, dressed in black, was like a ghost in the night sky.

She stood high in the sky, and with a gentle wave of her hands, terrifying attacks rained down on the expeditionary force like meteors.

The attack contained earth-shattering power, which was absolutely devastating in the face of such a large-scale battle!

Countless expeditionary soldiers were wiped out by this attack, their screams echoing everywhere.

In the sky, Yuwen Po's face grew increasingly gloomy, as if it could drip water.

He gripped the long sword tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. (End of Chapter)