Chapter 13973 Ling Xiao's Premonition Comes True

Chapter 13973 Ling Xiao's Premonition Comes True

Although Ling Xiao's voice was calm, it conveyed an undeniable determination.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of determination in them: "You can keep that sword for now. I will take it back myself sooner or later. When that time comes, I will show you that only in my hands can this sword truly unleash its full power."

Upon hearing this, the Demon King suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing across the silent battlefield and sounding particularly jarring.

"You? You probably don't even have a future."

He wiped the smile from his face, his eyes turning cold and sharp. "The only reason I'm sparing your life is to ask you a few questions. If your answers satisfy me, I might spare your life; if not..."

He deliberately dragged out his words, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"what is the problem?"

Ling Xiao crossed his arms, his expression indifferent, his tone calm and undisturbed, as if he were facing not a majestic, murderous demon king, but an ordinary passerby.

"Surrender with your Overlord City, or face execution!"

The Demon King's voice was as cold as an ice blade in the dead of winter, each word carrying a chilling edge, as if it could freeze Ling Xiao's soul.

He slightly raised his chin, his eyes filled with disdain and intimidation. "In less than seven days, my men will enter Batian City and take over. If you dare to refuse then, the entire Batian City will be reduced to ruins."

The Demon King's sinister voice seemed to tear the air apart. He stood in mid-air, stepping on the surging dark mist, his posture upright yet exuding a chilling evil aura.

His eyes, glowing with an eerie green light, were like two venomous snakes, fixed intently on Ling Xiao, as if trying to see through his every move and expose him completely.

Ling Xiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

He swung his right hand sharply, and the Bloodthirsty Blade was instantly summoned.

The blade gleamed with a cold light, like a bolt of lightning slicing through the black mist, drawing a chilling arc in the night.

The blood grooves on the blade faintly exuded a bloody aura, as if telling the story of the countless killings it had endured.

"Then let them come at me! My blade is eager to drink the blood of a powerful foe!"

Ling Xiao's voice was deep and powerful, carrying a resolute and domineering air, as if he were declaring war on the Demon King.

The Demon King snorted coldly, his voice booming through the air like muffled thunder.

His figure suddenly transformed into a wisp of black smoke and vanished instantly, leaving behind only a chilling statement: "He's courting death! Kill him!"

At the Demon King's command, a figure pounced on Ling Xiao like a ghost.

Ling Xiao looked closely and saw that it was Shangguan Yue.

Shangguan Yue moved like lightning, closing in on Ling Xiao in the blink of an eye. Her long sword gleamed coldly as she thrust it straight at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao inwardly cried out in alarm, knowing full well that he was no match for Shangguan Yue.

Shangguan Yue is a renowned master in the Demon Sea, with superb swordsmanship and unfathomable strength.

Ling Xiao dared not linger in the fight. While wielding his Bloodthirsty Blade and barely managing to fend off Shangguan Yue's attacks, he shouted to Xiao Lianzhu and the others, "Run!"

Xiao Lianzhu and the others reacted when they heard Ling Xiao's shout.

They quickly gathered together and followed Ling Xiao as he turned and stepped into the teleportation array.

With a flash of light, their figures disappeared from the spot.

Lingxiao could no longer protect the Great Town Dynasty.

Looking at the land ravaged by war and devastated, his heart was filled with helplessness and indignation.

But at this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to protect Batian City.

Batian City was the foundation he built with his own hands. His brothers and his people lived there, and he could not allow Batian City to fall into the clutches of the demon sea.

After they left, the defense line of Zhenyao City collapsed instantly under the fierce attack of the demon sea army, like a fragile dam encountering a raging flood.

The allied forces of the Qin family, the Water Clan, the Feather Clan, and the Great Town Dynasty suffered repeated defeats under the onslaught of the Demon Sea army.

Their once orderly formation was disrupted, and the soldiers panicked and fled in all directions.

On the battlefield, shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the clash of weapons intertwined, creating a tragic and heroic symphony.

In the end, the allied forces were routed and fled in disarray.

The demon army surged forward like a raging torrent, advancing unimpeded into the heart of the Great Town Dynasty.

Wherever they went, houses were burned down, people were massacred, and once prosperous cities were turned into ruins. The air was filled with the strong smell of blood and burning, like a living hell.

Just as Ling Xiao had predicted in countless sleepless nights, the situation was developing in the worst and darkest direction, like an unstoppable nightmare dragging the Great Town Dynasty into an endless abyss.

Despite the Demon King and the Monster King issuing their orders from their lofty positions, their voices echoing above the demon army, strictly forbidding them from massacring humans and attempting to conquer the Great Town Dynasty in a relatively "gentle" way, as if this would demonstrate their "benevolence."

Shangguan Yue racked her brains, consulting ancient books and studying military strategy day and night, and formulated a set of strict, almost harsh, military laws.

The military law was densely packed with detailed rules covering every aspect of the demon army's operations, attempting to restrain those bloodthirsty demons who were blinded by hatred and savagery, and to prevent inhumane massacres from taking place.

However, all these efforts appear so pale and powerless in the face of deep-seated hatred between races.

Demons and humans seem to be two opposing forces, destined enemies, that cannot be reconciled.

In the eyes of demons, humans are nothing more than weak and delicious prey, objects to be toyed with and trampled upon at will; while in the eyes of humans, demons are symbols of evil and terror, devils that bring death and destruction.

Wherever the demonic sea army went, it was as if a shadow of death shrouded everything.

Corpses lay strewn across the fields, blood flowed like rivers; the horrific scene was too gruesome to bear.

They slaughtered people in a single ordinary city for three days and three nights.

On the streets, corpses piled up like mountains. Some elderly people were curled up, their faces still showing signs of terror; some children were clutching their broken toys, their eyes filled with helplessness and confusion; and some young martial artists were still holding their broken weapons, fighting desperately until their deaths.

Whether they were highly skilled martial artists or ordinary people with no strength, none could escape the fate of being slaughtered.

Those streets that were once filled with laughter and joy are now only silent and despairing; those warm homes have been stained dark red with blood and exude a nauseating stench, as if they were the entrance to hell.

Cruel and tyrannical! This is the deep impression that the demon army left on humankind.

Originally, many cities were already filled with fear when faced with the overwhelming force of the demon sea and planned to give up resistance and surrender obediently in order to have a chance of survival.