Chapter 13373 Then there is nothing to talk about?

The third high priest raised his hand and waved it. It seemed as if some mysterious power was surging in the void. Then, a huge holy sword condensed to the astonishment of everyone.

The holy sword emitted a dazzling light, and a sacred and solemn aura flowed on the sword body, as if it was a divine weapon descended from another dimension, with the power to cut through everything in the world.

The holy sword fell, bringing with it an irresistible pressure, like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth. Under the bombardment of the holy sword, Hun Huan's huge Dharma Soul Realm was instantly shattered and turned into nothingness.

At the same time, the attacks of the others also collapsed in the face of this terrifying force, like fragile bubbles that collapsed at the slightest touch.

Then, these former masters, like meteorites abandoned by fate, fell heavily to the ground one by one. The moment their bodies hit the ground, they made a dull sound, the dust flew, and the ground trembled because of their impact.

They all fell to the ground seriously injured, none of them could remain healthy, some were groaning in pain, some were unconscious, and the entire battlefield was filled with an atmosphere of despair and sadness.

Although Master Lu and Hun Yu were not among them, their situation was not optimistic. They were being held tightly by the Blood Knight and could not escape to rescue him.

The Blood Knight was equally powerful. Even though the two of them joined forces, they could only barely deal with him and were unable to spare the energy to help others.

Their eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness. They could only watch their companions fall one by one, unable to do anything.

"This is too strong, he's just a Third High Priest!" Ling Xiao's voice was filled with shock and despair that was hard to conceal, his eyes were fixed on the arrogant figure of the Third High Priest, his heart was filled with unprecedented fear and powerlessness.

He recalled the legends about the temple he had heard before. Each branch of the temple had four main priests, each of whom was a powerful man with unfathomable strength. Above them, there was a Holy Lord who commanded the overall situation, as well as twelve Blood Knights and one hundred and eight Holy Sword Knights.

Such a lineup is just like the heavenly soldiers and generals in mythology, which is intimidating.

"These three chief priests are so fierce, aren't the other chief priests even more terrifying?" Ling Xiao muttered to himself, with an unspeakable fear in his eyes. He couldn't imagine what a shocking scene it would be if the four chief priests gathered together, and what kind of perverted existence would the Holy Lord they were facing be?

At this moment, Ling Xiao was really desperate.

He originally thought that with the strength of himself and his companions, he would be able to make a name for himself in the Bai Ze Continent. However, at this moment, facing the terrifying military force of the Holy Hall, he truly realized his own insignificance and powerlessness.

No wonder the Holy Temple can rule the entire Bai Ze Continent. Their strength is beyond ordinary people’s imagination. It is so outrageous and incredible.

The military strength of the Holy Hall is definitely the highest in any prefecture, there is no doubt about that. Their existence is like a towering mountain standing on the top of the Bai Ze Continent, making people look up and feel awe.

Unless an extremely evil being appears, with the power to subvert conventions and challenge the limits, it will be impossible to compete with the Holy Temple. And how rare is such an existence?
Ling Xiao took a deep breath, trying to calm his fear and despair. He knew that he couldn't be swallowed by these negative emotions at this moment.

He had to cheer up and find a way out, even if the hope was slim, he had to do his best to fight for that glimmer of hope, because he knew very well that once he gave up, it would mean complete failure and destruction.

"Yeah, it's too perverted!" Beside Ling Xiao, Xiao Lianzhu and Ling Bi gasped almost at the same time. Their faces turned extremely ugly in an instant, and their eyes were full of disbelief and deep shock.

Both of them were outstanding among the younger generation, gifted since childhood, practiced hard, and had few rivals among their peers. However, facing a truly super-powerful person like the Third Priest, they deeply realized that there was an insurmountable gap between themselves and the real strong.

Xiao Lianzhu bit her lower lip tightly, her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, her eyes showed both fear and unwillingness. Ling Bi slightly closed her eyes, as if trying to calm her inner waves, but her trembling eyelashes still revealed her inner panic and helplessness.

At this moment, the Third High Priest's eyes were like two sharp swords, suddenly locking onto Ling Xiao. His voice was cold and majestic, with an unquestionable tone: "Boy, follow us obediently. You should understand that your resistance is not worth mentioning in my eyes and is futile."

Ling Xiao's body shook slightly. He felt the powerful pressure in the words of the third high priest, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

But he did not back down. Instead, he took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more determined: "I will go with you, will you let them go?"

There were complex emotions flashing in his eyes, including worry about his companions, uncertainty about the future, and a subtle determination. He knew that he might not be able to change the upcoming fate, but at least he could buy a glimmer of hope for his companions.

At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to have grown up a lot. He was no longer the impulsive boy, but a warrior who was willing to sacrifice himself for others.

"What do you think?" The third high priest's voice was light, but with unquestionable majesty.

He spoke slowly, and every word sounded like it came from an ice cellar, freezing cold. "If I said yes, with your intelligence, you would naturally guess that I was lying to you. So, I will tell you the truth. Whether you come with us or not, they must die. They rebelled against the Holy Temple, which is a great sin and cannot be forgiven!"

Ling Xiao's heart sank. He pursed his lips tightly, staring at the cold eyes of the Third Priest with a sharp gaze. He could feel that the words of the Third Priest were full of unquestionable determination, as if their fate was already determined and could not be changed.

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Ling Xiao's voice was low and firm, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. It was his last struggle in despair.

He knew very well that the method he was unwilling to use might be his only chance of survival, but it was also what he was most unwilling to face. However, what would happen if he didn't use it? If he didn't use it, he would never be able to defeat the three chief priests, and none of his companions would survive.

Ling Xiao clenched his fists, his heart full of contradictions and struggles. He longed to protect his companions and to change this destined fate, but the cruel reality forced him to face this cruel choice. (End of this chapter)