Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14622 Guiding Tempering
"I... am actually going to be killed by my own bloodline?" Ling Xiao's consciousness began to blur, his vision was completely stained with blood, and an absurd feeling surged in his heart.

What is this? Not defeated by a powerful enemy, not killed by a heavenly tribulation, but bursting apart by his own awakened bloodline?
What a big joke!
Ling Xiao's lips suddenly curled into a sneer of arrogance.

It's just a mere demon god's bloodline. He's a man with a domineering martial soul. How could he be killed by such a backlash?
The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a black and white Tai Chi pattern appeared between his eyebrows... Tai Chi Eye, open!

At the same time, he channeled the last of his willpower and forcibly activated his Overlord Martial Soul, attempting to control the rampaging demonic bloodline: "Since I can't fully absorb it, I'll use this power to temper my body and rebuild my foundation!"

This process is extremely dangerous; a slight mistake could lead to the destruction of one's soul and body. But once one survives, his physical body will be reborn and reach an unprecedented level!
Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain, letting the ancient ancestor Maha's thousand years of cultivation transform into violent energy, like thousands of steel needles washing over his limbs and bones, grinding and tempering his muscles, bones and skin inch by inch.
It also draws upon the blood essence of the Blood Prison Imprisoning Heaven Array, which surges into the meridians like a rushing river, completely shattering and reforging the original acupoints.

pain!
A searing pain, penetrating to the bone and tearing at the soul, swept through his entire body, almost causing him to faint. But Ling Xiao held fast to his mind, activating his Tai Chi Eye to its limit, and forcefully drawing upon the two terrifying forces with his Overlord Martial Soul, wasting not a single drop.

In this extreme and agonizing tempering, he could clearly feel his physical body undergoing a transformative metamorphosis...

The decaying impurities were forcibly expelled from the body, turning into black smoke and dissipating. The bones took on a lustrous jade-like color, and the meridians were widened several times over, becoming as tough as if forged from divine iron.

In the distance, Mu Qianxue stared at the scene in disbelief, her pretty face filled with shock.

The crimson light gradually receded, surging into Ling Xiao's body like a tide.

The spiderweb-like cracks on his body not only did not expand, but healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The new skin was delicate as jade, with a faint luster and subtle golden patterns.

Even more terrifying was the ever-increasing pressure emanating from him. Even after breaking through the shackles of the peak Emperor Realm, it continued to surge, eventually settling steadily at a completely new level...

Breakthrough Realm!
Half an incense stick later, the last wisp of blood disappeared into Ling Xiao's brow.

The turbulent sea of ​​clouds returned to its clear state, the shattered blood-red chains turned to ashes, and the infamous Blood Prison Imprisoning Heaven Array vanished completely, as if it had never existed.

Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes. The crimson in his eyes faded, replaced by deep golden patterns like the starry sky, like the mark of a god. It was a sign that the demon god's bloodline had awakened to a new stage.

He looked down at his hands, his fingers gently clenched into fists.

hum...

The void trembled suddenly, and golden ripples spread outwards, compressing the surrounding air and causing it to groan under the strain.

"This is... the power of the Breakthrough Realm?" He murmured to himself, feeling the vast, star-like spiritual power within his body, as well as the terrifying explosive power contained in his physical body, a confident smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"It's more than that."

Dao Sha's voice suddenly rang out from his sea of ​​consciousness, tinged with a hint of amazement: "Your physical strength is now no weaker than that of a top-tier world lord who specializes in physical techniques. What's even more remarkable is that your demonic bloodline... seems to have awakened some kind of special talent."

With a slight thought, Ling Xiao felt a drop of golden-red blood seep from his fingertip. Instead of falling to the ground, this drop transformed into hundreds of tiny golden sword energies, swirling around his fingertip, their sharpness fully revealed.

"Blood Evolution of Myriad Laws..." A sudden realization flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and a bold idea suddenly arose in his mind... If this talent were combined with the Blood Tribulation True Demon Transformation, its power would probably increase exponentially!

"Young Master Ling." Mu Qianxue flew closer, looking at Ling Xiao with a complex expression, a mixture of shock and relief. "Are you... alright?"

"It's alright." Ling Xiao concealed his aura, the golden patterns in his eyes disappeared, and he returned to his usual calm. "It was just that Miss Mu was frightened."

Mu Qianxue was silent for a moment, then shook her head with a wry smile: "Now I finally understand why Chi Ling chose to give up."

Such a monster grows stronger with each battle, and can even harness the power of its enemies for its own use. Who would want to relentlessly fight and become its enemy? It would be nothing short of asking for trouble.

“The Maha Patriarch has perished, but his appearance was by no means accidental.” Ling Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the distant horizon, his gaze sharp. “This means that our whereabouts have already been exposed, and the road to the Holy Temple will probably not be peaceful.”

"Then let them try!" A cold glint flashed in Mu Qianxue's eyes, her tone resolute. "Since the Holy Temple has decided to ally with you, it will not stand idly by and watch others steal it. If something happens to you halfway through, the alliance will become a joke, and the Holy Temple cannot afford to lose face like that!"

As she spoke, she flipped her hand and took out a purple-gold token engraved with star patterns. Using her finger as a brush, she dipped it in her own spiritual power and wrote in the air: "Order: Immediately dispatch the Holy Guards of the border city to clear all obstacles along the route to the Supreme Temple of the Overlord Empire. Anyone who obstructs..."

She paused, then her spiritual power surged suddenly as she wrote four chilling characters: "Kill without mercy!"

The purple-gold token transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

Looking at her resolute profile, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled: "It seems this trip to the Holy Temple will be more exciting than I imagined."

"Let's go." Mu Qianxue turned around, her white dress fluttering in the wind. "The real storm has only just begun."

Two figures transformed into streaks of light, disappearing into the air one after the other with lightning speed.

Long after they left, three blurry black figures slowly emerged in the void at the edge of the cloud platform, their auras concealed to the extreme.

"That old devil Mahana, who lived for a thousand years, finally fell into the hands of a junior." A hoarse voice rang out, tinged with schadenfreude.

"That kid's bloodline is indeed very strange. It can devour Maha's Blood Sea Technique in reverse. It is definitely not an ordinary demon god bloodline." Another voice said in a deep voice, with a strong sense of greed in its tone.

“It’s alright.” The third voice was the coldest. “Maha was merely a pawn; the real pieces have already been placed. The Sanctuary is our chessboard. Send a message to the Lord…”

"The fish has been caught in the net."

……

During the flight, Ling Xiao was looking inward at himself, his expression slightly solemn.

At this moment, the state of his body was extremely strange... After the demon god bloodline absorbed the thousand years of cultivation of the old ancestor Maha, it did become more and more powerful. The energy lurking deep in his blood was like a dormant volcano, which could erupt at any time.

But this power does not entirely belong to him.

Or rather, given his current level of understanding, he is not yet qualified to fully control it.

This bloodline is more like a symbiote with an independent will. It lies dormant most of the time, but once activated, it will go into an uncontrollable berserk state.

Now that it has absorbed Maha's cultivation, this "symbiotic entity" has clearly become more violent and more difficult to control.