Chapter 13892 Tianyuan Saint Lord
Chapter 13892 Tianyuan Saint Lord
Broken limbs and debris were scattered all over the ground, and the flag stained with blood fluttered weakly in the strong wind, making a rustling sound, as if it was the wailing of dead souls.
And above this sea of corpses and blood, a magnificent yet shaky Demon Sect stronghold was slowly collapsing.
Huge rocks fell from great heights like raindrops, raising clouds of dust that covered the sky and blocked out the sun.
At this moment, an old man in a white robe appeared to be floating in the air like a god from heaven.
He had an upright posture, a stern face, and his eyes were filled with endless majesty and determination.
The old man held a holy sword tightly in his hands. The sword was flashing with dazzling white light. The light was pure and holy, as if it could dispel all the darkness and evil in the world.
The old man shouted loudly, exerted force with both hands, and stabbed the holy sword fiercely at the collapsed Demon Sect stronghold below.
Wherever the holy sword passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, making a "sizzling" sound.
The white light emitted from the sword became more and more dazzling, like a blazing sun, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield.
However, the next moment, a storm suddenly arose in the depths of Ling Xiao's soul sea.
The soul sea, which was originally as calm as a mirror, was instantly covered by a thick layer of black smoke. The black smoke rolled and surged like raging waves, covering the sky and the sun, as if it was going to swallow up the entire soul sea.
In the black smoke, the shadow of the World-Destroying Demon Needle slowly emerged.
It is like a sky bridge spanning time and space, lying above the sea of souls, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
On the needle body, ancient Taoist patterns flickered with faint light, as if they were mysterious runes engraved by the years, containing endless mysteries and power.
As soon as the phantom of the World-Destroying Demon Needle appeared, it brought with it an earth-shattering pressure that pressed heavily on the invading black shadow.
The black shadow was still struggling frantically, trying to continue eroding Ling Xiao's soul sea, but under this powerful pressure, its movements instantly became slow, as if it was being pressed down by an invisible mountain and could not move.
“The World-Destroying Demon Needle! How could this be…” The black shadow’s voice was filled with fear and unwillingness that was difficult to conceal. The voice was sharp and piercing, like a wail coming from the depths of hell.
The blood-colored runes on its surface began to crumble rapidly like a spider web, and cracks spread across the runes, as if it was the countdown to its life.
The black shadow twisted his body desperately, trying to break free from this powerful bondage, but it was all in vain. "Who are you...you..." The black shadow's voice was intermittent, full of confusion and fear. It couldn't understand why this seemingly ordinary boy in front of it actually hid such a terrifying existence in his soul sea.
"Haha, you're not the only one I've seen secretive idiots like me. You all seem to want to occupy my sea of soul, but unfortunately, I have a chasm that you can never cross." Ling Xiao endured the severe pain in his sea of soul, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. That smile was filled with endless ridicule and disdain.
As the sneer died down, a huge black shadow slowly appeared in Ling Xiao's soul sea.
The black shadow was like a towering mountain, rising into the clouds and making people feel daunted.
Its appearance could not be seen clearly, as it was surrounded by a layer of black mist, and only a vague outline could be seen vaguely.
However, such a vague figure exudes a chilling aura, as if it could overturn the entire world with just the slightest movement.
The huge black shadow simply stretched out a finger, which was as thick as a towering pillar and carried an overwhelming force, and it easily pinned down the invader.
The invader was pinned down by this tremendous force, his body making a "crunching" sound, as if he would be crushed into powder at any time.
It let out a sharp whistle, so sharp that it seemed to pierce a person's eardrum, and was filled with despair and unwillingness.
Then, the invaders turned into countless black mists and fled madly in all directions like a group of frightened bats, trying to break free from this terrible restraint.
But how could the huge black shadow let it go so easily? The black shadow quickly formed seals with both hands, muttering something, and black runes flew out of its hands, instantly turning into a huge cage, firmly imprisoning the black mist inside.
The black fog rushed wildly in the cage, making a "bang bang" sound, but it was unable to break through the sturdy cage.
"How dare you, little boy! I am the Lord of the Tianyuan Holy Hall... I have been ruling the world for hundreds of years, and I have many powerful men under my command. With one order, I can shake all directions. How dare you, a little boy, offend me like this? When I am free, I will extract your soul and refine your spirit, making you unable to live or die!"
The invader who was pinned down by the huge black shadow roared at the top of his lungs, his voice full of anger and unwillingness, as if he wanted to shatter the entire world.
The blood-colored runes around its body flashed wildly, trying to burst out its last bit of strength to break free from this terrible restraint.
However, before he could finish his words, a huge black shadow appeared like a giant beast from ancient times, opened its bottomless mouth, and swallowed the invader in one gulp.
The invader's voice suddenly stopped, leaving only an unwilling hum echoing in the sea of soul, and then disappeared without a trace.
Ling Xiao only felt that the violent power in his soul sea dissipated in an instant, and was replaced by an unprecedented tranquility.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging blood in his body, secretly thanking God for the timely action of the phantom of the World-Destroying Demon Needle.
When I turned around to leave, a strange red light suddenly appeared in the distant sky.
The red light spread rapidly like a surging tide, dyeing the entire sky blood red.
The clouds illuminated by the red light looked like burning flames, or like the open devouring mouth of a demon sea, as if they wanted to swallow everything in the world in one gulp.
Faintly, there was the roar of thousands of horses galloping. The sound came from far away, rolling in like thunder, shaking the earth slightly.
Ling Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted. He knew very well that this was no ordinary sign. It must be the army of the sea of demons chasing after them.
Without having time to think, he immediately circulated the spiritual power in his body and rushed in the opposite direction.
His figure was like a black lightning, shuttling through the wilderness, his clothes cutting through the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
Every step he took was done with determination and courage, as if he was racing against death.
Three hours later, a castle shaped like a giant crouching wolf appeared in sight.
The castle was huge and ferocious, like a sleeping beast that would wake up at any time and open its bloody mouth to devour everything.
The outline of the castle looked particularly eerie under the blood-red sky, revealing an indescribable weirdness and horror.
The three bloody characters "City of Confession" were engraved above the city gate. The characters were deeply embedded in the granite, as if they were carved in by a huge force.
