Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14395 Strength After Breakthrough
The sword trembled, emitting a deafening demonic roar that tore through the deathly silence that enveloped the airspace.

The demonic runes flowing on the sword's edge seemed to come alive. Streams of dark purple light peeled off the runes and condensed in the air into a ferocious black dragon. The dragon coiled around the sword, opened its blood-red maw, and let out a piercing roar.

Without warning, the sword slashed towards the left side of the void. The dark purple sword light streaked across the sky like a meteor. Wherever it passed, the originally stable space shattered inch by inch like fragile glass, making a crisp "crack" sound.

The dark spatial rifts spread out like a spider web, and faint screams could be heard from within them. They were the desperate wails of vengeful spirits trapped in the spatial crevices by the enemy, who were affected by the sword energy. The sounds were sharp and piercing, making one's scalp tingle.

As space shattered, the surrounding scenery began to distort wildly—the originally white sea of ​​clouds quickly turned black, like rice paper soaked in ink, with the black spreading at a visible speed.

The distant mountain outlines became blurred, constantly deforming and elongating like melting candles, eventually turning into distorted beams of light and shadow.
The entire sky lost its original color, with various colors mixed together and flowing wildly, as if it had become an oil painting scribbled on by a child, eerie and terrifying.

Ling Xiao stood amidst the chaotic space, his eyes sharp as knives, gripping the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword tightly, vigilantly observing his surroundings, waiting for the hidden enemy to reveal itself.

Ling Xiao gripped the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword tightly in his right hand, dark purple sword energy constantly surging from its blade, while his left hand rapidly formed complex hand seals, leaving faint golden trails as his fingertips swept across the void.

The moment the spatial runes appeared in his palm, golden light suddenly spread out, like ripples on a calm lake. The previously distorted and chaotic space within three zhang around him instantly stabilized—the shattered clouds reformed into a pure white form, the distorted light and shadow returned to normal, and even the chaotic spatial aura permeating the air disappeared without a trace, as if the strange scene had never occurred.

At that moment, five dark shadows slowly solidified from the void around him in the five directions of east, south, west, north, and center.

These people were completely shrouded in specially made night clothes. The fabric was pure black and embroidered with dense dark patterns. These patterns could actively absorb the surrounding light, making them seem to blend into the darkness. Even when standing above the bright sea of ​​clouds, their outlines could only be barely seen when they got within ten feet.

Only his eyes were not covered by the clothing, revealing two cold, eerie lights. The lights carried a faint, strange fluctuation, clearly a sign that he had cultivated some kind of special eye technique that could see through illusions and tear apart illusions.

"The hounds of the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary certainly have a keen sense of smell."

Ling Xiao's eyes turned cold. With a slight twist of his wrist, the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword drew a perfect arc in the air. Dark purple sword energy spread out with the sword's momentum, forming an invisible sword net around him.

The sword net shimmered with magical runes, radiating a powerful aura that instantly shredded anything that approached it.

He knew very well that these men in black were no ordinary assassins. They could lurk silently in the spatial distortion and pinpoint his location with precision. They must be tracking experts specially trained by the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary.

The five men in black remained silent, offering no response, as if they were nothing more than five emotionless killing machines.

But their positions were subtly changing; their footsteps moved without making a sound, adjusting their positions like ghosts, and soon they formed an exquisite combined attack formation.

The moment the formation was activated, five black auras emanated from them, intertwining in the air to form a black pentagram pattern. The spatial fluctuations on the pattern became more intense once again.

In the next instant, the five people simultaneously formed hand seals, their hands moving in complex gestures while they silently chanted obscure incantations.

As the incantation resounded, the space around Lingxiao began to peel away layer by layer, as if being cut by an invisible blade, with countless tiny fragments of space emerging from the void.

These fragments gleamed with a cold, icy light, as if controlled by an invisible hand, transforming into countless sharp blades that swept towards Lingxiao!

Even more terrifying is that these fragments can continuously reassemble during flight, sometimes coalescing into a solid cage that blocks Lingxiao's escape route;
Sometimes it weaves a huge net, covering him from all directions, blocking all angles of evasion, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

Faced with such a dangerous attack, Ling Xiao did not back down at all. Instead, he stepped forward with his left foot, and the Cangyue energy and the blood of the demon god erupted around him at the same time.

He clenched his left fist, gathering a dazzling golden light, interspersed with faint blood-red patterns, making it appear both sacred and eerie.

The demonic blood within his body surged and circulated, ancient golden patterns appearing on his skin. These patterns flowed across his arm like living things, continuously injecting even greater power into his fist.

This punch, though seemingly slow, was as fast as lightning, breaking the sound barrier and leaving behind golden afterimages in the air.

Wherever the fist passed, space collapsed inch by inch, emitting a crisp cracking sound. The violent energy ripples spread outwards from Ling Xiao like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, shattering all the approaching spatial fragments.

The fragments collided with the energy ripples, producing a piercing explosion. Countless tiny points of light flickered in the void, like shattered stars, creating a scene that was both spectacular and dangerous.

The violent energy ripples swept out like a tsunami, and the five men in black were instantly struck by this force. Their bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings, drawing five black arcs in the air.

Their specially made night-clothes were torn apart inch by inch by the energy impact, and the tattered pieces of cloth floated in the air like black butterflies, revealing the silver inner armor they wore underneath.

The inner armor was engraved with dense defensive array runes. The runes glowed with a faint silver light under the impact of energy, trying to resist the damage, but they were still shaken and developed fine cracks, clearly unable to completely withstand the power of Ling Xiao's punch.

Just as they lost control of their bodies and could not gain any leverage in the air, five dazzling rays of light suddenly erupted from Ling Xiao's body, and divine dragons representing the five dragon souls of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth shot out from his body.

This is the Five Elements Dragon Soul that Ling Xiao has spent a lot of effort to strengthen and improve. Each dragon is lustrous, with its scales shimmering with the corresponding primal light—the gold dragon is as dazzling as the sun, the wood dragon is as green as jade, the water dragon is as blue as the deep sea, the fire dragon is as red as flames, and the earth dragon is as heavy as rock.

Each dragon contains a power of the origin of heaven and earth. When flying, the golden dragon is surrounded by sharp metal energy, the wood dragon exudes endless vitality, the water dragon is accompanied by surging waves, the fire dragon burns with raging flames, and the earth dragon carries the heavy pressure of the earth. The five dragons let out deafening roars in the air, which is terrifying.