Batian Martial Soul

The group consisted of about a hundred people. They were like a well-trained army, and every movement was precise and without the slightest disorder.

They were all dressed in standard silver armor, which gleamed with a cold light under the starlight, as if it could cut through all darkness.

The armor was engraved with strange dark red patterns, which resembled winding snakes or dried bloodstains, exuding a mysterious and terrifying aura.

They wielded uniform bronze halberds, their blades incredibly sharp, reflecting a cold, hard luster under the starlight, as if they could easily cut through any obstacle.

The team was completely silent, without any noise or disturbance, yet they exuded a fierce and ruthless aura.

The malevolent aura permeated the air as if it were a tangible substance, sending chills down one's spine.

This group of people was like a cold iron comb, slowly plunging across the sky. Wherever they passed, even the starlight seemed to dim, as if suppressed by their murderous aura.

Ling Xiao had been standing quietly at the bow of the ship, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his deep gaze fixed on the approaching, menacing group of silver-armored soldiers in the distance.

In an instant, his aura suddenly changed, and his figure disappeared from the bow of the ship without warning, as if he had been swept into the void by a mysterious force.

In the next instant, he appeared as a ghost, blocking the front of the silver-armored soldiers, his feet firmly planted in the air as if supported by solid ground.

This sudden turn of events brought the rapidly advancing column to a halt. Their previously uniform steps came to an abrupt stop, and all the silver-armored soldiers ceased their movements at the same instant, displaying an exceptionally high level of discipline without the slightest panic or disorder, as if they were already accustomed to dealing with all sorts of unexpected situations.

The leading general was tall and imposing, like a moving small mountain.

He took a step forward, each step carrying a steady and dignified aura, as if the ground beneath his feet trembled.

He wore a helmet that completely covered his face, leaving only two narrow slits around his eyes.

From those slits in his eyes, two icy gazes pierced Ling Xiao as if they were real, their gazes seemingly able to penetrate one's soul, sending chills down one's spine.

His voice was hoarse and deep, with a metallic quality, echoing in the silent void: "Who are you! How dare you block the path of the Silver Armor Army of the Heavenly Abyss Holy Temple!"

Ling Xiao stood there quietly, his posture upright, his eyes calm as still water, without the slightest fear or panic.

His gaze swept lightly over the other party and the army formation behind them, his eyes seemingly able to see through all pretense and disguise.

His tone was calm and unwavering as he slowly said, "You are from the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary?"

He seemed to be confirming a fact he already knew the answer to, or perhaps he was deliberately testing the other person's reaction.

The general's helmet twitched slightly, as if surprised that Ling Xiao had seen through their identities so easily. His eyes grew even more wary, as if Ling Xiao were an extremely dangerous person.

He asked in a deep voice, "How did you know that?"

His voice carried a hint of doubt and wariness as he tried to get more information from Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao did not answer his question, but continued to ask, each word clear and cold, like an ice pick piercing the other party: "On this trip, do you intend to go to the Overlord Empire?"

His eyes were fixed on the general, not missing a single subtle change in the other's expression.

The general tightened his grip on the halberd, his knuckles turning white from the force, and a strong killing intent rose from his body, permeating the air as if it were a tangible force, making people feel as if they were in an ice cellar.

He roared, "How do you know our army's movements? Who are you?"

The hundred-man army behind him seemed to sense his anger and killing intent; their auras instantly merged, like a primordial beast poised to pounce, exuding a chilling aura.

A chilling fighting spirit spread, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet, as if even the air itself was about to freeze.

Ling Xiao turned his head slightly, his resolute profile appearing even more stern in the dim light of the void.

His gaze swept past the silver-armored army that looked as if facing a formidable enemy, and landed on Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu, who had just arrived behind him. His eyes were filled with unwavering determination, and his tone was calm and powerful: "The Batian Empire may be facing unforeseen changes. The situation is extremely critical. I will handle this situation. You must return to the sect immediately and report the situation truthfully. Make sure the sect has a plan to deal with it."

Xiao Lianzhu's gaze swept over the leading general with a serious expression. Her eyes were like those of a sharp eagle, not missing a single subtle move by the other party.

She could clearly sense that the other party's aura was as deep and profound as an abyss, and every flow of his aura seemed to contain endless power, clearly indicating that he was a Great Sun Realm expert.

When he turned his gaze to the hundred-man army formation behind the general, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

Among them were more than a dozen Great Sun Realm experts of similar cultivation level to him. They stood there like unshakable mountains, exuding a powerful aura.

The weakest of the remaining individuals were all at the peak of the Cangyue Realm, and each of them was shrouded in a murderous aura. The dense murderous aura seemed to emanate from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Clearly, this is a battle-hardened elite force that has crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They have experienced countless life-and-death battles and are far superior to ordinary martial artists.

Ling Bi frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and her eyes revealed a trace of worry. She said, "The enemy has a large number of people and their aura is strange and unpredictable. If the three of us join forces to defeat them, our chances of winning may be greater. Afterwards, we can return to the sect together and take care of each other."

Ling Xiao slowly shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the silver-armored army in front of him, his eyes revealing determination and resolve.

His voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying an irresistible force: "Delay will only lead to unforeseen changes."

The situation in the Overlord Empire is even more dangerous than here; unexpected changes could happen at any moment.

You must get back as soon as possible and deliver the message so that we can prepare a response.

Leave this to me.

Looking into Ling Xiao's determined eyes, Ling Bi knew he had made up his mind and said no more.

She took a deep look at the grim military formation; the orderly ranks and the chilling fighting spirit seemed to foreshadow the fierce battle to come.

She nodded solemnly and said, "Be careful in everything."

If things are impossible, never act recklessly; prioritize self-preservation.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. "

After speaking, she swayed, like a light bird, transforming into an almost transparent shadow, drawing a graceful arc in the void.

She was incredibly fast, disappearing into the end of the channel in the blink of an eye, leaving only a faint shadow.

Xiao Lianzhu glanced at Ling Xiao, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance.

She sighed softly, her voice filled with tenderness and longing: "Brother Ling, I'm waiting for you! You must come back safe and sound." (End of Chapter)