Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14620 Maha Patriarch
After Mu Qianxue left, Ling Xiao stood quietly on the cloud platform for a long time until the sea of ​​clouds dispersed before turning around and walking towards the main hall of Batian Academy.

For the rest of the day, he did nothing but quietly stay with the little fox.

I accompanied her to practice swordsmanship at the training ground, watched her clumsily wield the wooden sword, and patiently corrected her posture;

I accompanied her to enjoy tea in the college's tea garden, listening to her chatter about interesting things that happened at the college;

He told her about the strange and wonderful things he had encountered while traveling around, which amused the little girl so much that her eyes crinkled into crescents and she smiled like a blooming peach blossom.

It had been a long time since the little fox had felt so relaxed.

The next morning, Ling Xiao arrived at the Imperial Palace in Lin Yuan City.

Ji Mingkong and Shangguan Yue were already waiting there, their expressions solemn.

"I need to go to the border city of the Holy Temple." Ling Xiao got straight to the point without any further preamble.

Ji Mingkong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Young Master, this is clearly a trap! The people of the Holy Hall are cunning and treacherous. If you go, you will surely meet with great danger!"

“I know it’s a trap.” Ling Xiao smiled slightly, his tone calm but resolute. “But I have to go. If I don’t leave, those powerful figures who covet the Demon Sword will never leave, and the Overlord Empire will never have peace.”

He felt somewhat helpless. When the Black Soul King returned the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword to him, he should have realized it was a hot potato that he couldn't get rid of now.

Shangguan Yue remained silent for a moment, then said softly, "Young Master, please be careful. If anything unexpected happens, we will immediately mobilize all our resources to support you."

"Don't worry." Ling Xiao smiled, his tone becoming more relaxed. "I dare not say anything else, but when it comes to the ability to escape, there are few people in the younger generation of the Silent Realm who can compare to me."

He then carefully explained the various affairs of the empire, handing over all military and political power to Ji Mingkong. He also instructed Shangguan Yue to assist him, and if they encountered an insurmountable crisis, they could ask the Holy Hall Lord, who was in charge, to take action, or directly awaken the Black Soul King.

After finishing his trivial matters, Ling Xiao went to the secluded cultivation place to visit several old friends who were still cultivating diligently... Meng Haoqing, Ling Bi, Weiwei, Momo... He did not disturb them, but stood quietly outside the door for a moment before turning around and leaving.

Finally, Ling Xiao returned to the edge of the cloud platform.

As dawn broke and golden rays of sunlight bathed the sea of ​​clouds, Mu Qianxue, dressed in a red dress, stood quietly above the clouds, her robes fluttering, like a fairy stepping out of a painting, though a hint of impatience lingered between her brows.

"Young Master Ling, have you made up your mind?"

Ling Xiao stepped forward, his expression calm: "Please lead the way."

Just as the two were about to set off, Mu Qianxue suddenly spoke, her tone carrying a profound meaning: "Forgive my frankness, but having too many worries can sometimes be a burden on the path of cultivation. If you want to go further, perhaps you should learn to let go."

Ling Xiao glanced at her sideways: "Miss Mu, is there someone you care about?"

"Of course there are." Mu Qianxue's eyes dimmed slightly as she said softly, "but most of them have vanished with the wind and no longer exist."

"That's enough." Ling Xiao gazed in the direction of Batian Academy, his voice soft yet firm. "If a person has no one they care about, even if they live forever, what difference is there between them and a stubborn rock or a withered tree? As for burdens..."

He smiled, his eyes full of warmth: "When our parents raised us, weren't the cries of infants, the pains of growing up, and the endless toil a burden? But they never felt it; on the contrary, they found it sweet. This concern is not a burden, but the source of my confidence to move forward."

Mu Qianxue paused, about to say something more...

boom! ! !
A deafening roar that shook the entire universe suddenly exploded!

The space around the two collapsed instantly, and countless scarlet starlight burst out wildly from the void rifts, turning into a sky full of blood-red chains that intertwined to form a huge cage that blotted out the sky and dyed the entire sea of ​​clouds a strange crimson!
A terrifying pressure far exceeding that of ordinary realm lords descended like the collapse of the sky, causing Ling Xiao and Mu Qianxue's blood and qi to surge, making it difficult for them to even breathe!
The sudden turn of events caused both of them to change color simultaneously.

The crimson chains twisted and coiled wildly like living things, emitting a piercing metallic scraping sound. The void was completely sealed off, and even the laws of space were frozen in this strange crimson barrier, making it impossible to escape!
"Are they from the Holy Temple?" In the instant the situation changed, Ling Xiao immediately turned to stare at Mu Qianxue, his eyes sharp as knives, filled with undisguised scrutiny...

After all, there were only the two of them here, and the other party's arrival was so precise that it was hard not to suspect that it was a trap.

"No!" Mu Qianxue's expression became extremely solemn, and the starlight at her fingertips pulsed wildly.

"Although the Holy Temple acts ruthlessly, it disdains to use such sinister blood-based formations. Moreover, since negotiations have already been agreed upon, it is absolutely impossible to take action rashly before the negotiations break down, as this would completely escalate the conflict!"

If it's not the church, then who could it be?
The moment this question arose in their minds, countless blood-red chains had already woven into an impenetrable net, completely sealing off the entire area.

Mu Qianxue snorted coldly, her jade hand suddenly rising, her palm bursting with countless dazzling starlight, and she slammed it down with a power that could tear through space and time: "Break!"

The power of the stars swept across the heavens and earth, the entire sea of ​​clouds surged like a raging torrent, and space trembled violently, as if it would collapse at any moment. Yet those blood-red chains only trembled slightly a few times, their surfaces shimmering with an eerie blood-red light, without even a single crack appearing!
"It's the 'Blood Prison Imprisoning Heaven Formation'!" Mu Qianxue's face darkened completely, her voice filled with disbelief. "This formation needs to be set up at least three months in advance, nourished by the blood and evil power of heaven and earth. It's clearly waiting for us to enter the trap!"

Ling Xiao frowned, his voice urgent: "Call for reinforcements!"

"The message has been sent!" Mu Qianxue said in a deep voice, keeping a wary eye on the tightening chains around her. "It will take at least half an incense stick's time for the experts from the Holy Temple's border city to arrive. During this time, we must hold on!"

Before the words were even finished, the blood-red chains suddenly began to move wildly, and crimson ripples spread out like waves.

Ling Xiao felt his blood boil uncontrollably, as if countless invisible hands were pulling at his veins, trying to forcibly rip it out of his pores!
Mu Qianxue was also affected, her face turning slightly pale. However, as a Realm Lord-level expert with a stable soul, she quickly regained her footing, and the impact was far less severe than on Ling Xiao.

But Ling Xiao only closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment, and a wisp of domineering golden light faintly appeared between his brows, and the restless blood in his body miraculously gradually calmed down.

His mysterious Overlord Martial Soul has a natural restraint and resistance to such sinister bloodline techniques!

"You're courting death!" Ling Xiao's eyes turned cold, and without hesitation, he summoned the Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword. The dark sword body was shrouded in a destructive poisonous mist, and the sword light was like a black dragon emerging from the sea, slashing towards the nearest blood-red chain with a sharp whooshing sound.

scoff!

The chain snapped instantly, and thick, paste-like blood seeped from the break.

Before the two could even rejoice, the blood vessels began to writhe wildly as if they were alive, instantly reconnecting with each other, becoming even thicker than before, and the blood-red light on their surfaces became even more intense!