Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14427 The Arrival of the Holy Lord of Tianyuan
Those hidden masters, whose auras were usually elusive and difficult to find, all emerged from their hiding places and knelt on one knee with solemn expressions.

They exuded a powerful aura that was barely perceptible, but at this moment they all concealed it completely, as if afraid of displeasing the Holy Lord.

The crowd knelt on one knee in unison, heads bowed, and then erupted in a thunderous, unified shout: "Greetings, Holy Lord!"

The sound was like a surging tide, carrying endless awe and piety, rolling forward and shaking the entire sky.

Even the originally calm air around them was stirred up by the sound waves, creating ripples.

Holy Lord!

Ling Xiao, standing in mid-air, heard the shout and his pupils suddenly contracted, as if struck by lightning.

His right hand, gripping the Bloodthirsty Blade, tightened unconsciously, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if afraid that the precious blade that had accompanied him through countless battles would suddenly slip from his grasp.

No introduction is needed. The magnificent robe-clad man manifested by divine sense before us must be the supreme ruler of the Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall—the Heavenly Abyss Holy Lord!
He had long heard of this name; he knew it belonged to a figure who truly stood at the pinnacle of power in the Tianyuan World, the soul and core of the entire Tianyuan Holy Temple.

Has the real mastermind finally revealed themselves?

Ling Xiao pondered to himself, a hint of wariness and excitement flashing in his eyes.

He knew that this would be an unprecedented challenge, but also a golden opportunity for him to prove his abilities.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all the surrounding air into his lungs to calm the turmoil in his heart.

His gaze was like lightning, shooting straight at the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord. His gaze was filled with determination and fearlessness, as if he wanted to see through the supreme ruler before him.

And the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord's deep, star-like gaze fell precisely on him.

That gaze seemed to contain endless mysteries, scrutinizing as if trying to see through everything about Ling Xiao; yet it also carried a hint of barely perceptible admiration, as if it acknowledged Ling Xiao's courage and strength.

The Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord scrutinized Ling Xiao for a moment, his gaze like two sharp swords, sweeping back and forth over Ling Xiao's body.

Finally, he nodded slightly, his voice calm yet imposing, like a divine decree from the heavens: "Indeed extraordinary. Your talent, temperament, and strength are all top-notch. No wonder you have repeatedly thwarted the young men of my Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall, and even caused the Holy Envoy to perish at your hands."

These words were both an affirmation of Ling Xiao and a subtle reproach, as if reminding Ling Xiao that everything he had done had angered the Tianyuan Holy Hall.

As he spoke, his gaze slowly swept over Ling Xiao, as if carrying a power that could pierce through time and space, and looked directly at the vast and boundless Batian Empire behind him.

It was a vast and awe-inspiring land, with magnificent mountains and rivers, numerous cities, and a vibrant and powerful vitality.

He sighed softly, his voice like a gentle breeze across a lake, carrying a hint of barely perceptible greed: "Is this the Overlord Empire?"

Look at the complete laws of heaven and earth, the strands of law power intertwined and entwined, like a tight and orderly net, covering the entire empire.

Its abundant resources are like an unfathomable ocean, continuously providing nourishment and protection to this land.

Looking at the abundance of spiritual energy, wisps of it drifted gently between heaven and earth like soft clouds, even surpassing the natural resources of my Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall by a third… Truly a rare treasure land. How wonderful it would be if it could belong to my Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall.”

Ling Xiao stood still, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his eyes revealing a firmness and unyielding spirit.

He ignored the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord's greedy lament, his gaze sharp as he stared directly at the other party, directly pointing out the key: "It is not your true body that has descended, but merely a projection of your divine consciousness!"

What's the point of your pretentious act?

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord's previously calm gaze sharpened slightly before he refocused his attention on Ling Xiao.

A half-smile crept across his lips, a smile tinged with mockery and sarcasm: "Oh?"

Judging from your tone, do you perhaps intend to assassinate the king?

"You want to kill me, the Holy Lord of Tianyuan, with your blade?"

"Heh, you've got some nerve."

His tone was flat, as if he were recounting something perfectly ordinary, but it carried a condescending scrutiny, as if Ling Xiao was nothing more than an insignificant ant in his eyes.

Ling Xiao gripped the Bloodthirsty Blade tightly in his right hand. The blade trembled slightly under the infusion of his powerful strength, emitting a subtle and crisp hum, as if yearning for a thrilling battle.

He neither confirmed nor denied Tianyuan Saint Lord's words, but simply remained silent.

His body was surrounded by a dazzling interplay of demonic and sword intent, like two surging torrents, becoming increasingly refined and exuding a chilling aura.

Seeing this, the Holy Lord of Tianyuan gently shook his head, his movements elegant and composed, as if everything was under his control.

His tone carried a hint of regret, but even more so, absolute confidence: "Naive!"

Ling Xiao, I know you must have something to rely on. Perhaps it's the legendary Black Heaven Sword, a weapon of immense power, its blade gleaming with a cold light, as if it contains endless demonic intent; or perhaps it's the mysterious being behind you, always hidden in the shadows, like a lurking beast.

But you may not truly understand the enormous gap that exists between you and me, and between the Overlord Empire and my Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary.

This gap cannot be bridged by one or two treasures or a mysterious being.

He paused, his gaze so profound it seemed to see through all the illusions of the world, his voice low yet carrying an undeniable authority, and continued, "With your potential, if you are willing to submit, I will certainly devote all my resources to nurturing you."

Your future achievements may be no less than yours. At that time, you will have a place in this vast world, be admired by thousands, and enjoy endless glory.

But in my eyes, you are still as naive as a newborn infant, with a very shallow understanding and application of power.

If I were truly here, I could suppress you with a mere flick of my wrist. Do you believe that?

Don't think you can show off in front of me with some tricks and a bit of luck.

Ling Xiao smiled, a smile like a demonic flower blooming in the dark night, carrying the unique arrogance and indomitable spirit of a demonic cultivator.

His laughter was crisp and loud, as if it were a disdain for and a challenge to fate: "Throughout my journey, I have experienced countless hardships and obstacles, and I have only come to understand one thing: you have to fight for everything!"

If I don't fight, I'm destined to have nothing, only to eke out a living in this world, watching others achieve glory while I can only sigh silently in the shadows; if I fight, there might still be a glimmer of hope, even if that hope is as faint as the light of a star, I will try my best to grasp it.

What if... I win?
"At that time, the rules of heaven and earth will be rewritten because of me, and your so-called Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary will be nothing more than a stepping stone beneath my feet!"