Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14357 Taking Everything and Making Nothing
If one is solely focused on escaping and is willing to burn their very essence, the power and speed unleashed will be beyond imagination.

Burning one's origin is like igniting the purest energy within oneself, exchanging a brief moment of extreme speed for something almost insane.

Even if Lingxiao flew on his sword, the sword light streaking across the sky like a meteor, and the speed was already extremely fast, he might not be able to catch up easily when facing Minghuo Zhenren, who was burning his source to escape.

Forcing a chase would be like a moth drawn to a flame, likely futile and possibly even leading to a trap set by the other party.

A cunning and calculating person like Master Minghuo might have already laid out numerous contingency plans during his escape, just waiting for the pursuers to take the bait.

However, letting such a formidable enemy leave so easily is not in Ling Xiao's style.

He has always acted decisively and understands the principle of eliminating problems at their root.

If Minghuo Zhenren escapes, he will surely make a comeback in the future, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time, causing endless trouble in the future.

It was like having a time bomb planted next to him that could explode at any moment, making Ling Xiao restless and unable to eat or sleep.

His face was cold and stern, as if covered with a thick layer of frost, and his eyes revealed an undeniable determination.

He let out a low, deep shout. The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to carry an invisible force, clearly spreading in all directions.

Every word is like a heavy hammer, hitting people's hearts.

"Where is the Water Monster?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding void seemed to ripple as if a pebble had been thrown into a lake.

The ripples spread rapidly, and then thousands of blurry black shadows appeared silently like ghosts.

These dark figures are elusive, sometimes disappearing into the void and sometimes reappearing, making them unpredictable.

They were like a group of ghosts from the dark world, silently blending into the air as they tracked down the fleeing experts of the Blazing Fire Sect.

They were Ling Xiao's most effective covert tactics, each skilled in concealment and assassination.

In the darkness, they are the deadliest killers, able to approach their targets silently and deliver a fatal blow.

They were tasked with eliminating the most threatening fugitives, like a sharp dagger precisely stabbing the enemy's vitals.

The Water King gave these water monsters to Ling Xiao out of good intentions, to protect Ling Xiao's safety.

In the world of cultivation, a world full of dangers and unknowns, the more protection you have, the more hope you have for survival.

However, Ling Xiao's strength is now vastly different from before. He has sufficient ability to protect himself, and the role of these water monsters around him has gradually changed.

Moreover, he has thirteen even stronger demon generals by his side.

These thirteen demon generals were all carefully selected and possessed exceptional strength.

They are like twelve golden shields and a black blade around Ling Xiao, protecting him while also delivering heavy blows to the enemy at crucial moments.

Although the thirteen demon generals are fewer in number, their strength is far more terrifying.

Each demon general possesses unique abilities and formidable combat power; they are like sophisticated war machines, unstoppable once activated.

Most of them were cultivating in seclusion within Lingxiao's magic needle space.

They diligently cultivated among them, ready to be deployed at any time. As soon as Ling Xiao gave the order, they would immediately appear on the battlefield to fight for him.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Xiao's deep and sharp gaze slowly turned behind him and landed on the elite army of the Overlord Empire, which exuded a murderous aura.

This large army, with its soldiers standing tall and straight, their eyes revealing determination and courage, their weapons gleaming coldly in the sunlight, as if telling of their resolve to go to the battlefield.

Ling Xiao's expression was cold and stern, his eyes revealing an undeniable authority. His orders were concise and powerful, each word striking the hearts of his soldiers like a heavy hammer:
"Gentlemen, listen to my command! Pursue all fleeing enemies, kill them without mercy, and leave no future trouble!"

The order, without the slightest hesitation, clearly stated the objective and determination of this operation.

"Order!"

This unanimous response echoed through the heavens and earth like a thunderclap.

The 30,000 soldiers, who had been poised for battle, seemed to have their fighting spirit ignited and surged out like a tidal wave.

They marched with neat and powerful steps, the cold glint of unsheathed swords illuminating the heavens and earth, the light piercing the surrounding air like lightning.

The battle cries once again shook the heavens, as if they were about to shake the entire world.

They charged towards the routed Blazing Fire Sect forces, every soldier's eyes filled with killing intent, as if they wanted to completely annihilate the enemy on this land.

This efficient manhunt was launched swiftly.

The soldiers moved with the ease of well-trained hunters across the battlefield.

They divided into several groups, cooperated with each other, and formed a tight net that surrounded the fleeing enemies of the Blazing Fire Sect.

Some soldiers brandished long swords, charging into the enemy ranks like tigers descending the mountain, leaving a trail of blood wherever they went; others held bows and arrows, firing accurately from afar, their arrows never missing their mark, leaving the enemy defenseless.

They ensured that as many enemy personnel as possible were eliminated, giving the enemy no chance to regroup.

After dealing with the pursuit, Ling Xiao moved like lightning, instantly appearing with Ji Mingkong, Lin Ying'er, and Ni Shuanghan in front of the magnificent but dilapidated main hall of the Blazing Fire Sect, in the heart of the sect.

This grand hall was once the symbol of the Blazing Fire Sect, representing its glory and splendor.

It soars into the clouds, magnificent in scale, with carved beams and painted rafters, resembling an art palace.

However, after the ravages of war, the main hall is now a ruin, a scene of utter devastation.

The walls were covered with cracks, and the roof had collapsed more than halfway. Bricks and rubble were scattered all over the ground, as if telling the story of the devastation of the battle.

Even so, the air was still filled with rich energy fluctuations and the unique aura emanating from various rare and precious materials.

These scents, some fresh and delicate, others rich and mellow, seem to be tempting people to explore their mysteries.

Ling Xiao's divine sense swept across the entire sect ruins like a tidal wave. His divine sense was powerful and keen, able to perceive all the subtle changes around him.

In these ruins, he seemed to see the former prosperity and glory of the Blazing Fire Sect, as well as its current desolation after being destroyed by war.

A faint smile involuntarily curved his lips, a smile tinged with confidence and anticipation. He said softly:

"A great sect with a history of thousands of years is indeed extraordinary. The number of treasures hidden here must be quite considerable."

He could almost see the treasures hidden in the ruins, waiting for him to discover them.