Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14324 Strength is barely acceptable
"There are exceptions to the Holy Temple, but those who oppose me? They have no chance of survival!"

The Moon Maiden's voice was cold and resolute, like a death knell from the deepest hell, each word striking heavily in everyone's hearts.

As soon as she finished speaking, she pointed her fingers together like a sword, her slender fingers gently gesturing in the air with an elegant and composed gesture, as if she were doing something insignificant.

However, this seemingly simple action contains boundless majesty and power.

The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in front of Ling Xiao suddenly trembled, and the trembling became more and more violent, as if a beast that had been imprisoned for a long time had finally received the signal to be released.

Immediately afterwards, it emitted a clear and melodious sword cry. The sound was crisp and pleasant, yet it also carried a power that pierced the soul, causing everyone present to tremble involuntarily.

The next moment, the longsword transformed into a streak of light, like a shooting star piercing the night sky, carrying a world-destroying momentum as it slashed straight at Yuwen Qingtian!
This sword strike appears simple and unadorned, without any fancy moves or dazzling light, yet it contains an indescribable and profound artistic conception.

It seems to be able to sever all cause and effect in the world, destroy all the rules of the universe, and return everything to its original state of chaos.

Yuwen Qingtian's expression was ferocious, and his face revealed a crazed killing intent.

He clasped his hands together as if he wanted to grasp the entire world in his hands.

As he moved his hands, the angelic shadow behind him also moved, unleashing six divine weapons simultaneously.

The six divine weapons shone brightly, exuding a majestic aura, each containing earth-shattering power.

The moment they slashed out, it was as if the entire world was torn apart, and a devastating force poured down.

Wherever this force passed, space shattered, leaving behind massive cracks, like wounds in the universe.

The stars lost their luster; the once shimmering stars became dim and lifeless under the impact of this force, as if they might be extinguished at any moment.

The people around felt an extremely terrifying pressure coming towards them, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them, making it impossible for them to bear.

They were forced to retreat, their faces showing fear and despair.

However, in the next moment, something shocking happened—*whoosh!*

That seemingly insignificant sword light, like a nimble fish, darted effortlessly through the surging waves.

It easily tore apart the world-destroying power, as effortlessly as a hot knife through butter, without encountering the slightest hindrance.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, as if time itself had frozen at that moment.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Suddenly, the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword was embedded between Yuwen Qingtian's eyebrows, its blade gleaming with a cold, eerie light, as if telling the story of Yuwen Qingtian's defeat.

The room was deathly silent; so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Yuwen Qingtian's eyes were glazed over, and he stood frozen in place like a clay or wooden sculpture, as if he had lost his soul.

His face was filled with disbelief, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't make a sound.

"This...this is impossible...no...absolutely impossible..."

His heart screamed incessantly, unwilling to believe that he had been defeated so easily. He had never imagined that he couldn't even withstand a casual sword strike from his opponent!
As if Yuwen Qingtian were nothing more than a speck of dust in the air, Yue Nu completely ignored his resentful and angry demeanor, slowly turned around, and cast her cold, frosty yet deep, sea-like gaze upon Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao saw Yue Nu looking at him, and grinned. His smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and full of vitality. His eyes sparkled with excitement, as if countless stars were twinkling within them.

"long time no see!"

He said it out loud, his voice filled with the joy of reunion.

The Moon Maiden quietly observed him, her gaze slowly sweeping over his brows and eyes, then settling on his tall and straight figure. After a long while, she softly said:
"His strength is barely acceptable."

The voice was ethereal and melodious, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, yet it also carried an undeniable majesty.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao's face lit up with joy, his smile as bright as a blooming sunflower, his eyes narrowing into slits.

"I've been working very hard at my training!"

He patted his chest and spoke with great conviction, as if to prove to the Moon Maiden his diligence and perseverance.

However, the Moon Maiden gently shook her head, a movement both elegant and composed.

"It's still not enough."

Her tone was calm, yet it struck Ling Xiao's heart like a heavy hammer.

Ling Xiao was slightly taken aback, but quickly nodded solemnly, his eyes revealing determination and persistence.

"I know, I will keep trying!"

He clenched his fists tightly, as if making a promise to the Moon Maiden, or as if cheering himself on.

The Moon Maiden nodded slightly, a gesture as gentle as a spring breeze across a lake, carrying a hint of tenderness and approval.

Suddenly, her gaze fell upon the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword stuck between Yuwen Qingtian's eyebrows.

The longsword seemed to sense the powerful and mysterious aura of the Moon Maiden, and it trembled slightly, emitting a buzzing sound. It even revealed a clear sense of fear, like a small animal that had encountered its natural enemy.

Ling Xiao remained silent. He knew the sword's temperament all too well. There weren't many people this sword feared, but whenever it showed fear, it meant that the opponent was extremely powerful, so powerful that even this proud sword had to submit.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Yue Nu's calm and composed demeanor, he thought to himself: It seems that not only is Sister Yue Nu alright, but she has also become so powerful, so I can rest assured.

He had been worried that Yue Nu might be injured in her duel with Yuwen Qingtian, but now it seemed that his worries were completely unnecessary.

However, as soon as this thought crossed his mind, a sense of loss and helplessness welled up in his heart.

Such a powerful Moon Maiden, when will I ever catch up to her?

Looking at the Moon Maiden's ethereal figure, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

He had always aimed to catch up with the Moon Maiden and worked hard to cultivate, but now it seems that the gap between him and her is still as huge as a chasm.

The Moon Maiden stood quietly in the void, surrounded by endless stars. Her skirts fluttered gently in the starlight, making her appear like a fairy descended to earth.

She gazed at Ling Xiao, her eyes like water, gentle yet profound, unfathomable, as if concealing countless secrets and stories.

"Cultivate diligently, I'll be waiting for you."

Her voice was soft yet firm, like the brightest star in the night sky, guiding Ling Xiao in the right direction.

"But... I still have so much to tell you..."

Upon hearing Yue Nu's words, Ling Xiao felt a surge of anxiety and hurriedly stepped forward, his voice trembling slightly.