Chapter 13978 Bloodthirsty Strike, Soul Vanishes
Chapter 13978 A Bloodthirsty Blade, Soul Scattered
Although Niu Shengren's voice was somewhat weak, it was full of provocation and confidence.
Ling Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips. That smile was like an icy blade in the dead of winter, cold and ruthless: "Unfortunately, it's not enough to kill you! But you won't be so lucky next time!"
His eyes were filled with determination and resolve, as if he were ready to fight Niu Shengren to the death.
Niu Shengren took heavy, slow steps, approaching Ling Xiao step by step.
With each step he took, the ground seemed unable to withstand the immense force, trembling violently and raising clouds of dust.
He exuded an overwhelming and suffocating pressure, like a massive mountain pressing down on the surrounding air, making it incredibly heavy.
The jet-black hammer in his hand dragged a long trench in the ground, crushing the soil at the edge of the trench with a "shush-shush" sound.
"If you don't have any trump cards, you're dead today!"
Niu Shengren's voice was deep and threatening, like a judgment from the deepest hell, every word carrying endless killing intent.
His eyes were like those of a ferocious beast, fixed on Ling Xiao as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Ling Xiao's eyes sharpened, his gaze becoming piercing, as if he could breathe fire.
In an instant, a dazzling red light suddenly burst forth from his body. The red light was like a burning fire, hot and dazzling, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
A divine and magical image slowly emerged from behind him. The image was tall and majestic, as if a god or demon from ancient times had descended upon the world.
A terrifying power erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption, forming a powerful shockwave that swept outwards.
Ling Xiao's aura surged like a rocket, and a faint energy shield surrounded his body, shimmering with a mysterious light.
The surrounding space began to distort and deform under this powerful force, as if it were being kneaded at will by an invisible giant hand.
The distorted space pressed towards Niu Shengren, as if trying to trap him in this endless void.
The Bloodthirsty Blade emitted a joyful hum, a sound like the roar of an ancient beast, filled with excitement and fighting spirit.
The blade blazed with crimson light, like a burning sun, and the ancient patterns on it began to shimmer, as if cheering for the upcoming battle.
Niu Shengren looked solemn, his brows furrowed. He knew that the power of Ling Xiao's attack should not be underestimated.
He gripped the giant hammer tightly with both hands, veins bulging on his arms, as if he were pouring all his strength into the hammer.
A powerful aura erupted from his body, like a surging tide, colliding fiercely with Ling Xiao's power.
"boom!"
The two powerful forces collided, producing a deafening sound, as if the whole world trembled at that moment.
"laugh!"
A blood-red blade flashed by, as fast as lightning, leaving no time for anyone to react.
Ling Xiao and Niu Shengren disappeared from their spot at the same time, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in the air.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening explosion rang out, a sound as if the sky were falling and the earth were splitting apart, as if it would destroy the entire world.
The city of Dengtian collapsed completely under the impact of this force, and countless building fragments shot into the sky and fell like raindrops, hitting the ground with a "bang" sound.
Countless throwing knives soared into the sky, crisscrossing and flashing with a cold light, like the scythe of death.
The space was fragmented, with tiny cracks appearing, from which an eerie light emanated, as if it were the entrance to another world.
The entire city was like a living hell, a truly horrific sight.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.
Ling Xiao's face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if all his life force had been drained away.
Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, but he forcibly absorbed it. The blood dripped down his chin and onto the ground, forming small puddles.
His body swayed precariously, as if he might collapse at any moment, but his eyes remained resolute, filled with an indomitable will.
Niu Shengren's body had been completely annihilated, leaving only a phantom floating in the air.
The phantom was blurry and indistinct, as if it might disappear at any moment.
The giant hammer in his hand had long since turned to dust and scattered in the wind.
"Damn it, how dare you destroy my body?"
Niu Shengren roared angrily, his voice filled with resentment and hatred, "I will kill you sooner or later. After I reassemble my body, I will slaughter the entire Batian City and make everyone pay for my body!"
His phantom trembled violently in the air, as if expressing his inner rage.
However, his words still echoed in the air, not yet dissipated.
Lingxiao had already transformed into a dazzling stream of light.
The light streaked across the night sky with astonishing speed, like a shooting star cutting through the night, carrying an unwavering determination and sharpness.
The bloodthirsty blade in his hand shone with a fierce crimson light, its radiance like burning blood, intense and eerie, as if it wanted to devour everything in the world.
A thin layer of blood mist surrounded the blade, swirling and churning with Ling Xiao's movements.
"A single, bloodthirsty strike, and the soul is annihilated!"
Ling Xiao roared, his voice filled with boundless rage and killing intent.
With this strike, he poured out the last of his strength, concentrating all his spiritual power and will into it.
The blade flashed like a blood-red lightning bolt, tearing through the sky. Wherever it passed, space twisted and deformed, as if being kneaded at will by an invisible giant hand.
The air emitted a sharp whistling sound, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which instilled fear in those who heard it.
Niu Shengren's expression changed drastically. His arrogant and domineering demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a look of terror and despair.
He finally understood Ling Xiao's intention. This move was clearly an attack specifically targeting the soul, and now that he had lost his physical body, he was completely unable to withstand this fatal blow.
His eyes widened as he stared intently at the approaching blade of light, his gaze filled with disbelief and resentment.
Suddenly, he burst into wild laughter, a laugh filled with self-mockery and desolation: "Good! Good! Good! I never thought that I, Niu Shengren, who has dominated the world all my life, would fall into your hands today!"
His laughter echoed in the air, carrying with it endless vicissitudes and helplessness.
Before he could finish speaking, the blade had already struck.
The blood-red light flashed by, and Niu Shengren's phantom was instantly torn apart, turning into countless tiny specks of light that dissipated into the air, truly vanishing without a trace.
After unleashing this strike, Ling Xiao felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.
But with his indomitable will, he struggled to his feet.
His eyes were filled with a frenzied killing intent, as if burning with an inextinguishable flame.
His hands trembled as he picked up the Bloodthirsty Blade, which still bore the lingering aura of Niu Shengren's dissipated soul.
He walked towards Shangguan Yue step by step, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground with each step.
The bloody footprints stood out starkly against the dust, as if they were a bloody testament to his journey.
His body swayed as if he might collapse at any moment, but his steps were incredibly firm, showing no sign of retreating.
Finally, he arrived at a short distance from Shangguan Yue.
Ling Xiao roared, his voice like that of a mad beast, full of anger and provocation.
He stomped his feet off the ground and charged forward like an enraged bull, raising his bloodthirsty blade high and slashing at Shangguan Yue with boundless killing intent.
