Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14311 I hope these people aren't too weak

Yuwen Qingtian's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a barely perceptible smile, a smile tinged with surprise and appreciation, as he said, "I have underestimated this place."

He originally thought that there wouldn't be any powerful figures in this remote place, but he didn't expect that such a master as Ling Xiao would emerge.

He slowly raised his head, gazing at the deep and mysterious starry sky in the distance, and said softly, "I never expected that such a master would be hidden in this remote place."

The sound seemed to transcend endless time and space, carrying a sense of exploration and anticipation for the unknown.

Yuwen Po knelt on one knee, his knee slamming heavily onto the cold starship deck with a dull thud.

His black armor gleamed with a cold, hard luster under the starlight, as if telling the story of his past glories and defeats.

He lowered his head, his voice low and self-reproachful: "Your subordinate is incompetent!"

He knew that his failure had brought great losses to the Tianyuan Temple and had also betrayed Yuwen Qingtian's trust and expectations.

Yuwen Qingtian slowly shook his head, his movements calm and elegant, his gaze sweeping across the vast starry sea like lightning, as if he wanted to see through the endless universe.

He said, "We underestimated the Overlord Empire."

In his view, the Batian Empire must have something unique about it to be able to cultivate a master like Ling Xiao.

He slowly clenched his right hand, his knuckles making a crisp cracking sound that seemed particularly abrupt in the silent starry sky.

"That ancient artifact... I heard there's a powerful figure behind it?"

A glint of greed and wariness flashed in his eyes. Ancient artifacts have always been the focus of contention among various forces, and possessing one would undoubtedly greatly enhance one's own strength.

The mysterious powerful figure behind Ling Xiao made him feel a sense of threat.

Yuwen Po lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, and said, "According to the scouts, there is indeed one, but this person is extremely mysterious. Whether he is male or female is impossible to determine. Of course, some say there is more than one."

He told them everything he knew without holding back.

He knew that Yuwen Qingtian had extremely high requirements for the accuracy of intelligence, and that the consequences would be unimaginable if anything was concealed.

Yuwen Qingtian's lips curled up again, and a fierce fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, a fighting spirit like a raging fire, as if it would set the entire starry sky ablaze.

He said, "Hopefully these people aren't too weak."

His words carried an air of arrogant confidence, as if in his eyes Ling Xiao and the powerful figures behind him were nothing more than ants.

His aura was as deep and boundless as the ocean, and that powerful aura spread outwards, causing the surrounding starry sky to tremble.

The stars seemed to be influenced by him, twinkling as if cheering for the upcoming great battle.

Inside Batian City, in Lingxiao's training room.

A mysterious and chilly aura permeated the cultivation room. The walls were covered with strange runes that shimmered with a faint light, as if telling ancient stories.

Ling Xiao sat quietly in the center of the cultivation room, wearing a black robe embroidered with a ferocious dragon that seemed ready to fly out of the robe at any moment.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was like a deep, cold pool, its mysteries unfathomable.

Two black mists flickered in his eyes, like flames from hell, emanating a terrifying aura.

He was surrounded by a dark aura, which was so tangible that it enveloped him tightly, as if he had merged with the entire world.

The spiritual energy within the hall surged towards him like a tide, so dense it seemed to materialize.

They formed vortexes around Lingxiao, which spun continuously, emitting a low whistling sound.

Lingxiao is like a giant black hole, constantly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy and transforming it into its own power.

Although he hadn't broken through to a higher realm, his aura had become much stronger after this period of diligent cultivation.

The aura spread outwards like surging waves, one after another, causing the entire training room to tremble.

He felt the surging power within him, and his heart was filled with confidence and pride.

He knew that the day when he would truly become powerful was not far off, and he would face the upcoming challenges with even greater vigor.

Ling Xiao slowly rose to his feet, his body as straight as a pine tree. With each movement, his bones crackled and popped, the sound echoing in the silent training room, like the prelude to a battle.

He stretched his muscles slightly, feeling the surging power within his body flowing through his meridians.

At this moment, he certainly didn't lack treasures.

The Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword hovered silently beside him, its blade radiating a cold and profound light, as if it came from the deepest hell, containing endless killing and destructive power.

This sword is powerful enough to make any martial artist in the Great Sun Realm wary; once it is drawn, it will surely unleash a bloodbath.

His physical body, having undergone numerous temperings, was already quite formidable.

Each tempering was like being reborn in flames, making his skin tougher, his bones denser, and his muscles more explosive.

Now, his physical body is like a perfect human weapon, indestructible.

However, his level of understanding has always been his weakness.

This is not because he didn't work hard enough, but because he practiced the Nine Revolutions Reincarnation Technique.

The Nine Revolutions Reincarnation Technique is a mysterious and powerful cultivation method with unique training methods and requirements.

This practice emphasizes inner reincarnation and transformation. Each reincarnation signifies a new life, but it also requires a huge price and a long time.

Of course, since embarking on the path of cultivating the Nine Revolutions Reincarnation Technique, he has also gained unexpected benefits.

Within the same rank, his strength far surpasses that of ordinary martial artists.

While other martial artists were still struggling to break through a minor realm, he had already crushed his opponents of the same level with his overwhelming strength.

He can even easily fight opponents of higher ranks.

When facing martial artists who are a level above him, he can still contend with them using his superb martial arts skills and powerful magic weapons, and often manages to achieve victory unexpectedly.

Although his current strength is enough to kill a Great Sun Realm martial artist, he often needs to rely on external aids.

For example, the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword, once it unleashes its strongest power, can leave even a Great Sun Realm warrior defenseless.

Moreover, due to insufficient understanding, there are still some shortcomings in certain aspects.

For example, in terms of the purity and control of spiritual energy, he is not as good as those martial artists who have truly reached a high level.

He also has a clear gap in his understanding and application of the laws of heaven and earth.

"Hoo—" Ling Xiao let out a long breath, as if he wanted to expel all the stale air from his body.

He strode confidently and pushed open the palace door.

Outside the door, sunlight shone on the earth, bathing the entire Batian City in a golden glow.

Ji Mingkong had been waiting for a long time. Dressed in white, she fluttered gently in the morning breeze, like a fairy descending to earth.