Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14356 The Sect Master Escaped
The two collided violently, and in an instant, a terrifying energy storm swept out like a flood bursting its banks.

Wherever the energy storm passed, the clouds in the sky were mercilessly torn to shreds, like a tattered rag torn by a gale.

Large swaths of clouds vanished without a trace, revealing the deep and cold sky behind them.

The wind howled, as if countless wronged souls were wailing, blowing the trees below to the side and causing their branches and leaves to fly everywhere.

Two figures rapidly crossed paths in the air, so fast that their movements were almost invisible.

Sword light flashed, like streaks of silver lightning piercing the darkness, each flash carrying a deadly threat; fist shadows danced, like giant iron hammers, crashing down with immense force.

Each collision produced a deafening roar, like the beating of war drums or the explosion of thunder, making the spectators below feel their hearts pound.

Their hearts pounded faster with the loud noise, as if they were about to leap out of their chests.

Some people were as pale as paper, their legs went weak, and they almost collapsed to the ground; others gripped their weapons tightly, their fingernails digging into their flesh, yet they were completely unaware.

The intensity of this battle far exceeded their expectations, giving them a profound sense of the terror and cruelty of battles between cultivators.

However, this seemingly fierce battle did not last long.

A moment later, the sword light suddenly vanished, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

Ling Xiao's figure reappeared above the three-headed azure dragon's head. His robes fluttered, like an immortal descending to earth. His breath was steady and long, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

His eyes were calm and deep, without the slightest pride or smugness, as if all of this was within his expectations.

In the air, the white beam of light began to flicker, like an oil lamp about to go out.

The middle-aged man's phantom had become almost transparent, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to vanish at any moment.

His eyes were filled with resentment and despair, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too weak to make a sound.

Upon seeing this scene, Minghuo Zhenren, who had still held a sliver of hope, turned deathly pale, as if all his life force had been drained away.

His eyes were filled with despair, as if he could see the apocalyptic scene of the Blazing Fire Sect's destruction.

His body trembled slightly, his hands clenched into fists, his fingernails turning white from the force.

Ling Xiao parted his lips slightly, about to say something, but before he could finish speaking, the proud Minghuo Zhenren standing below suddenly let out a deafening roar.

The sound was like thunder, rolling and spreading, as if it would shatter the entire world.

His voice was filled with grief, indignation, and determination.

"Disciples of the Blazing Fire Sect, listen to my command! Evacuate immediately without fail!"

After he finished speaking, a surge of black light erupted around him, enveloping him like a surging tide.

He seemed to transform into a black lightning bolt tearing through the sky, disappearing at an incredible speed that was difficult for the naked eye to perceive, heading towards the distant horizon.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the darkness, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky. In the blink of an eye, he was reduced to a tiny black dot before vanishing completely into the depths of the clouds, leaving only his long-lasting roar echoing between heaven and earth.

run away?

Ling Xiao was concentrating and pondering his next move when he heard this sudden news. His eyes narrowed instantly, and a hint of surprise flashed deep within them, like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, creating imperceptible ripples.

The three women behind him, Ji Mingkong, Lin Ying'er, and Ni Shuanghan, were already on high alert, constantly vigilant about their surroundings. Upon hearing this news, they exchanged bewildered glances.

Their faces were filled with surprise, and they both saw disbelief in each other's eyes, as if they had heard the most absurd thing in the world.

The situation took a turn for the better, like a sudden gust of wind that instantly disrupted the seemingly calm surface of a lake, completely exceeding their expectations.

It wasn't just them; the situation on the scene became extremely delicate because of this unexpected turn of events.

Originally, the remaining elders and elite disciples of the Blazing Fire Sect were all in high spirits. They gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes revealing determination and ruthlessness, ready to fight to the death, even at the cost of their lives, to defend the dignity of the Blazing Fire Sect.

However, at this moment, they were all frozen in place, as if they had been frozen in place by a spell.

Everyone's face was filled with bewilderment and horror, their expressions like those of someone who had been drenched in a sudden storm, completely at a loss.

The sect leader... actually abandoned the sect so decisively and escaped alone?
This was something they simply couldn't imagine.

This sudden turn of events was like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, instantly extinguishing the last vestiges of their fighting spirit and plunging their bodies and minds into a chilling despair.

After a brief silence, it was as if a bolt of lightning had suddenly streaked across the calm night sky, shattering the suffocating tranquility.

Someone, their voice trembling with fear, called out first.

"The sect leader is gone, are we still going to stay here and wait to die?"

This sound acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the long-dormant fear within the Blazing Fire Sect's ranks.

Immediately, the Blazing Fire Sect's camp was thrown into chaos.

Fear spread rapidly through the crowd like a plague; terror was written on every face, and their eyes revealed a deep fear of death.

The remaining sect experts had no more will to fight. The weapons they had been gripping fell to the ground, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of light of various colors shot into the sky; those were the escape lights they had transformed into.

They scattered in panic, wishing they had more legs, wanting to escape this place that was about to lead to their doom as soon as possible.

Some flew wildly eastward, some fled desperately westward, and some even crashed into the nearby mountain peaks in their panic, creating a chaotic scene.

The escape of Master Minghuo was undoubtedly a catastrophe for the Blazing Fire Sect.

He was like the main pillar of a building, and now that pillar has collapsed, the entire Blazing Fire Sect is also teetering on the brink of collapse.

It was as if the last backbone of the Blazing Fire Sect had been removed, causing the army's morale to completely collapse and their defeat to be as swift as a landslide.

The once mighty and invincible Blazing Fire Sect is now like a pile of loose sand, completely crushed by this sudden change, and can no longer gather its former strength.

Ling Xiao stood quietly in place, gazing in the direction where Ming Huo Zhenren had disappeared. His gaze was as deep as the most distant star in the night sky, as if he wanted to see through that void.

His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and he did not get up to give chase.

He knew perfectly well that a powerhouse like True Person Minghuo had endured countless trials and tribulations, and had struggled on the path of cultivation for many years. Their strength and methods were unfathomable.