Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14344 Breaking the Formation
Lin Ying'er's expression changed drastically; her already pale face instantly became even more ashen, as white as a sheet of paper.

Her body swayed slightly, and she almost lost her balance. She quickly reached out to hold onto the pillar beside her.

She was about to speak and devise a solution.

Ling Xiao had already taken a step forward, his expression calm as still water, as if the crisis before him was nothing more than a trivial little disturbance.

He said calmly.

"I gonna go see."

"Sect Leader Lin, you should focus on organizing the disciples to gather. Make sure everyone is prepared and ensures the safety of each individual."

Having said that, he turned to the female disciple who had brought the message, his gaze firm and resolute.

"Please lead the way."

The female disciple subconsciously looked at Lin Ying'er, her eyes filled with a question.

Lin Ying'er nodded slightly, giving an affirmative answer.

The female disciple then spoke to Ling Xiao.

"Your Majesty the Overlord Emperor, please come with me."

Her voice was still trembling a little, but she was much calmer than before.

Ling Xiao glanced at Ni Shuanghan, intending to have her stay behind to keep things under control. After all, Ni Shuanghan was quite strong, and with her there, the Xi Hua Sect disciples' emotions could be better stabilized.

But Ni Shuanghan had already silently followed, her steps light and firm, her eyes revealing an unquestionable determination, walking alongside him.

Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, knowing that she was always like this, and once she made up her mind, she wouldn't easily change it, so he didn't say anything more.

The two followed closely behind the female disciple, transforming into two streaks of light that streaked across the night sky, shooting swiftly towards the mountain gate.

The speed was so fast that it seemed to be able to cross thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant, leaving only a whistling sound behind it.

Before long, the three of them hurried through the layers of well-arranged pavilions and towers.

These pavilions and towers, some with carved beams and painted rafters, others with simple elegance, were usually places for the disciples of the Xihua Sect to rest and cultivate, but now they seemed somewhat quiet in this tense atmosphere.

They followed the winding path and finally arrived at the edge of the sect.

A thin, yet radiant light curtain stretched out before them, completely separating the sect from the outside world.

This light screen, usually dreamlike and radiant, emits a soft glow, protecting the peace of the Xi Hua Sect.

However, at this moment, it is under unprecedented pressure.

Beyond the light screen, there should have been rolling, lush mountains, like a sleeping dragon guarding this land.

But at this moment, it was shrouded in a distorted light and shadow, which was like a chaotic vortex, constantly rolling and surging, with shadowy figures vaguely visible, as if hiding countless dangers.

Powerful energy surges crashed onto the light screen like a surging tide, each impact like a heavy hammer blow, creating violent ripples.

The ripples, like waves on the water's surface, spread outwards continuously, emitting a dull rumble, as if the light curtain was groaning in pain.

Just then, a blinding white light, like an extremely sharp blade, struck a certain spot on the light screen with fierce momentum.

The white light was dazzling, as if it could burn one's eyes.

This attack caused the light screen to emit a mournful cry, sharp and shrill, as if it could not withstand the pressure.

Immediately afterwards, cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. The fine cracks, like black venomous snakes, crawled rampantly across the light screen, making it look extremely precarious.

Through these ever-widening cracks, the figure of a middle-aged man in a red robe with a sinister face clearly emerged.

He stood tall and straight, his red robe fluttering in the wind. The blazing flame totem embroidered on his robe seemed to be burning, radiating a fiery aura and proclaiming his identity as a member of the Blazing Fire Sect.

Ling Xiao's gaze sharpened instantly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This person was none other than the one he had met briefly at the border not long ago—the Vice Sect Master of the Blazing Fire Sect!
Back then, in the border region, he sensed a sinister and cunning aura emanating from this person, and now that they met again, it certainly didn't bring any good news.

The space beside the red-robed deputy sect leader suddenly distorted, as if it had been crumpled by an invisible hand.

Immediately afterwards, an old man dressed in gray-brown linen clothes and with a withered face silently appeared.

His body was hunched over, as if a gust of wind could blow him over, but an eerie light flickered in his deep-set eyes.

The old man held a pitch-black compass in his hand, which was neither gold nor wood. The compass exuded a mysterious and sinister aura, and its surface was covered with dense and strange runes. The runes seemed to be alive, constantly flashing and jumping.

The compass needle in the center vibrated violently, emitting a buzzing sound, as if it were urgently telling someone something.

The old man muttered incantations in a low, hoarse voice, as if they came from the depths of hell.

His thin fingers moved incessantly, each movement precise and skillful, and beams of light shot from his fingertips, flowing into the compass.

As he cast his spell, the compass needle spun more and more wildly, faster and faster, emitting a piercing buzzing sound, like a sharp whistle, which was unsettling.

Immediately afterwards, the protective light barrier in front of Ling Xiao, which was originally dazzling and dreamlike, encountered an unprecedentedly fierce impact.

Like a reflection on a calm surface of water after a stone has been thrown in, it began to distort and shake violently.

The light, which had been flowing evenly, became chaotic and rapidly dimmed and faded into an unreal state, visible to the naked eye.

The light seemed to be gradually pulled away by an invisible hand, becoming as thin as paper, as if it would dissipate into the air like wisps of smoke at any moment.

"found it!"

The red-robed deputy sect leader had been staring intently at the light screen. Upon seeing this unusual phenomenon, a flash of wild joy appeared in his eyes.

A cruel, confident smile curled at the corner of his lips, a smile as sharp as a knife, radiating endless ruthlessness.

His eyes gleamed with greed and excitement, the greed like a hungry wolf spotting its prey, and the excitement like a gambler about to win a fortune.

"Xi Hua Sect! Let's see where you can hide this time!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing through the air, full of arrogance and domineering.

A few breaths later, a deafening roar was heard!
The sound was like a bolt from the blue, as if it would tear the entire world apart.

The light curtain, having withstood numerous violent impacts, finally reached its limit.

It shattered instantly, like broken glass, with countless fragments scattering everywhere.

They transformed into countless points of light, like dazzling shooting stars, yet carrying a poignant beauty, before quickly vanishing into the air, leaving only a faint trace.

As the light barrier dissipated, everything inside the Xi Hua Sect was exposed to the Lie Huo Sect members without reservation.

The solemn and magnificent mountain gate now appeared to the Blazing Fire Sect members like lambs to the slaughter; the well-arranged halls resembled dilapidated buildings on the verge of collapse; and the panicked disciples, like a flock of frightened sheep, scattered in all directions, their faces filled with fear and helplessness.