Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14364 The Relationship Between the Demon Heaven Sect and the Blazing Fire Sect
Seeing Ling Xiao's attitude, Zhang Leili's voice suddenly rose, like that of an enraged beast, carrying a chilling intent to reveal a shocking secret:

"It won't hurt to tell you!"

"The founder of the Blazing Fire Sect was originally an outer disciple of the Demon Heaven Sect!"

"The Demon Heaven Sect is one of the giants of the Silent Extinction Realm, with strict rules and extreme favoritism."

"Your massacre of the Blazing Fire Sect today is tantamount to slapping the Demon Heaven Sect hard across the face!"

"This blood feud has been forged, and it will never end!"

"You still dare to dream of joining the Demon Heaven Sect?"

"This is absolutely ridiculous!"

"Don't you think the Demon Heaven Sect would let a daring criminal like you go?"

Ling Xiao remained calm and composed after hearing Zhang Leili's words, as if what Zhang Leili said was just some irrelevant nonsense.

He merely glanced at Zhang Leili indifferently, his eyes filled with coldness and disdain, as if Zhang Leili were nothing more than a noisy fly in his eyes.

His tone was as cold as ice, devoid of any emotion:
"Have you finished talking nonsense?"

"Shut up after you've said your piece, don't waste my time here."

Zhang Leili's soul trembled violently, as if struck by an invisible lightning bolt. He truly felt the undisguised chilling killing intent in Ling Xiao's words, which was like tangible ice, piercing straight into the depths of his soul.

His eyes narrowed suddenly, like two thin slits, revealing endless fear and vigilance.

The soul, beyond its control, subconsciously retreated slightly, leaving a phantom afterimage in the void, and shouted in surprise and doubt:

"You...you want to kill me to silence me?"

How dare you do this!

Ling Xiao seemed to have heard the most ridiculous question in the world. A cold smile instantly appeared on his lips, a smile filled with deep mockery and disdain.

He crossed his arms, tilted his head slightly, and said coldly with a mocking look in his eyes:

"Isn't that a pointless question—like taking off your pants to fart?"

“I have no grudge against you, but you insist on using the power of the Heavenly Abyss Temple to provoke me.”

"Now that you know so many of my secrets, are you going to keep me around to go back and inform the Holy Lord of Tianyuan, so that he can bring even more people to cause me trouble?"

"I'm not that stupid to leave myself with such a big hidden danger."

Before the words were finished, a clear "hum" of a sword suddenly resounded through the void. The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it were a summons from the deepest hell.

A battle blade, its entire body wreathed in crimson light and radiating a chilling, devouring aura, had appeared in Ling Xiao's hand. The crimson light on the blade resembled leaping flames or flowing blood, eerie and terrifying. This was Ling Xiao's Bloodthirsty Blade!

The moment the Bloodthirsty Blade appeared, a chilling and sinister aura spread like a surging tide, freezing the air wherever it went, as if even the surrounding light was mercilessly absorbed, plunging the area into an eerie darkness.

That malevolent aura was like a materialized demon, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged at the surroundings, sending chills down one's spine.

The moment the Bloodthirsty Blade appeared, Zhang Leili's face was distorted with horror. His already illusory face was now like a crumpled piece of paper, filled with fear and despair.

Although he had never seen the Bloodthirsty Blade, he could keenly sense the terrifying aura emanating from it, an aura like that of death from hell, making his soul tremble.

How could they dare to hesitate even for a moment?
The instinct for survival, like a surging tide, instantly overwhelmed everything.

He screamed, a sharp and shrill sound, like a dying cry.

Immediately afterwards, he turned into a faint stream of light, using all his soul power to escape into the distance. His speed was as fast as lightning across the night sky, leaving only a faint afterimage.

"You want to leave now? It's too late!"

Ling Xiao's gaze was like a torch, and a sharp, cold light suddenly shot out from his eyes. That cold light seemed to be able to pierce through the void and go straight into the depths of Zhang Leili's soul.

His aura exploded instantly, like a long-dormant beast suddenly awakening, carrying an irresistible majesty.

He flicked his wrist sharply, the movement swift and clean, as if he had practiced it a thousand times.

The Bloodthirsty Blade flew from his hand, instantly transforming into a crimson lightning bolt that tore through space.

The crimson light was dazzling, yet it also exuded endless gloom and terror. It swept through the air at a speed beyond comprehension, and wherever it passed, the air was cut with a "sizzling" sound, as if playing a mournful song for this terrifying attack.

"Swoosh—!" A soft sound, as crisp as a sharp blade piercing thin paper, yet carrying a deadly danger.

The sound, though faint, was like the whisper of death, causing the surrounding air to freeze.

In the distance, Zhang Leili's fleeing soul suddenly froze, as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

The crimson blade of light pierced through his back with perfect precision, moving so fast that no one had time to react.

The terrifying suction force contained in the Bloodthirsty Blade erupted instantly, like an invisible vortex, carrying world-destroying power, frantically tearing and devouring Zhang Leili's soul essence.

The suction force was like a call from hell, irresistible to Zhang Leili's soul, leaving him helpless to watch as his soul power was gradually drained away.

"Do not--!"

Zhang Leili let out a final, desperate, and unwilling wail, a sound that was shrill and mournful, as if it were his last struggle before death.

His soul became transparent and disintegrated at a visible speed, like a punctured balloon that quickly lost its original form.

The once solid soul now appears as thin as gauze, as if it would dissipate into the air with a gentle breath.

However, at the very last moment before his soul was completely absorbed into the Bloodthirsty Blade, his remaining consciousness seemed to unleash its final power, desperately activating some kind of secret technique.

His fingertips suddenly crushed a deeply hidden purple communication talisman, the movement swift and decisive, as if it were his last lifeline.

With a barely audible "poof," the talisman transformed into a wisp of almost imperceptible purple smoke and vanished instantly.

This wisp of smoke, like a mysterious messenger, conveyed some unknown message, leaving only a faint, eerie aura in the air, as if telling of an impending unknown danger.

After delivering the fatal blow, Ling Xiao's Bloodthirsty Blade transformed into a martial spirit and merged into his body.

In that instant, he could clearly feel that the Bloodthirsty Blade had advanced once again.

A powerful and mysterious force surged from the Bloodthirsty Blade, flowing down his arm and throughout his body, making him feel as if he were enveloped by a warm and powerful force.

He could feel that the Bloodthirsty Blade had become even sharper, and the crimson light on its blade was even more intense, as if it contained endless mysteries and power.