Chapter 14264 Another Divine Envoy

The sound was sharp and piercing, like the howling of ghosts from hell, filled with resentment and anger, echoing in the dimly lit long bridge, making people's eardrums ache.

The old woman frantically formed hand seals and chanted incantations, each syllable seemingly carrying an evil power.

In an instant, black blood began to seep from the four walls of the long bridge. The black blood, as if it were alive, flowed slowly, thick as ink, shimmering with an eerie luster in the dim light, and emitting a nauseating stench, as if it had gathered from the most filthy place.

The black shadows stained with black blood seemed to be greatly agitated, letting out deafening roars.

Their size instantly increased several times over, and their originally blurry figures became clearer, but also more ferocious and terrifying.

Their eyes blazed with a bright red light, like burning flames, clearly aroused by some kind of evil magic cast by the old woman, turning them into madmen and bloodthirsty beings.

Xiao Lianzhu was devouring the vengeful spirits with all her might when she suddenly sensed an unusual aura and couldn't help but frown slightly.

With a thought, she instantly transmitted a message to Ling Xiao: "Brother Ling, these vengeful spirits are corrupted by the blood curse. If they are not purified as soon as possible, something terrible may happen."

"Their souls are being forcibly fused together, and that evil power is constantly gathering. It may give birth to something terrible, and then it will be difficult to control."

Ling Xiao heard Xiao Lianzhu's telepathic message in his mind, but his expression remained calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

But a closer look reveals that his gaze has become more serious, his eyes fixed on the crazed vengeful spirits, wary of any potential danger.

He asked himself, "Is this even possible?"

The voice was steady and firm, giving people a sense of reassurance.

Upon hearing Ling Xiao's question, Xiao Lianzhu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. She proudly declared, "Don't worry, I've received the inheritance of the Demon Soul King. The secret techniques and powers within that inheritance are no joke. Dealing with this filth will be a piece of cake!"

"It's just that these vengeful spirits corrupted by the blood curse are a bit more troublesome than I imagined, and it will take more effort."

Her voice was full of confidence, as if the predicament before her was nothing more than a trivial challenge.

Before she finished speaking, Xiao Lianzhu suddenly shone with a bright, eerie light.

The deep blue light, almost tangible, surged forth from her body, rapidly spreading across the battlefield and forming a vast, boundless domain of deep blue light.

The field of light was like a calm lake, yet it contained boundless power; wherever it passed, everything became quiet and peaceful.

Under the shroud of this dark blue light, the raging vengeful spirits began to melt away rapidly, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

They let out painful howls, struggling desperately to break free from the shackles of this mysterious force, but to no avail.

The vengeful spirits corrupted by the blood curse struggled fiercely, their bodies twisting and deforming in an attempt to resist the power of purification, yet they could not escape the fate of being purified and absorbed.

Ultimately, they transformed into pure Yin energy, which slowly seeped into the God-Slaying Sword in Xiao Lianzhu's hand, adding even greater power to this divine weapon.

The old woman's face was now twisted like a demon's; her face, already marked with the signs of age and strange black lines, became even more ferocious and terrifying due to extreme anger.

The dark lines that had been clinging to her face now seemed to come alive, writhing violently as if they were about to break free of her skin and burst open at any moment.

"Just who is this girl? With such talent, she actually takes you as her master!"

"This is impossible!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice becoming unusually shrill with excitement. The sharp tone echoed endlessly in the deep, silent tomb passage, lingering for a long time, as if a demon from hell was howling, sending chills down one's spine.

Ling Xiao stood aside, still maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a slight smile playing on his lips. His demeanor was calm and unhurried, as if he were not in a dangerous tomb passage confronting an enemy, but simply taking a leisurely stroll in his own courtyard.

"you guess?"

He uttered those two words softly, as if he were just making a trivial joke with an old friend.

However, these seemingly casual words were more infuriating than any direct provocation, like a sharp thorn piercing straight into the old woman's heart.

"I don't care where you're from!"

The old woman trembled with anger at Ling Xiao's words. A strange, eerie light flashed in her single eye, a light that was cold and cunning, as if it concealed countless unspeakable conspiracies.

"Do you know that I am one of the divine messengers of the Heavenly Abyss Holy Hall!"

She deliberately raised her voice, her tone carrying a clear threat, as if she wanted to use her so-called status to crush Ling Xiao's will and make him obediently submit.

Tianyuan Sanctuary?

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing those four words.

He pondered to himself, knowing he had certainly heard of this organization.

Tianyuan Holy Hall was a notorious yet powerful force in the martial arts world, and one of the forces he secretly plotted to destroy this time.

"But is it the Holy Temple branch that rules over Tianyuan?"

He feigned uncertainty as he asked, a sly glint in his eyes, hoping to extract more information about the mysterious organization from the old woman.

Seeing that Ling Xiao seemed to be wary of the Tianyuan Holy Hall, the old woman grinned maliciously. Her smile was as sinister and terrifying as an owl's, revealing a mouthful of uneven black teeth that made people feel nauseous.

"Since you know that, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"When the Holy Lord arrives in person, he will surely extract your soul and refine your spirit, so that you may never be reborn!"

She spoke viciously, her voice filled with cruel pleasure, as if she could already see Ling Xiao kneeling before her, begging for mercy, and then being cruelly tortured by the Holy Lord. She looked like a demon who had already won the battle.

"You're stalling for time."

Ling Xiao suddenly interrupted her coldly.

His gaze instantly sharpened, like two drawn swords piercing straight into the old woman, as if trying to see through her heart.

"But are we waiting for the blood curse to fully take effect?"

He asked calmly, his tone plausible yet incisive, revealing the other party's scheme.

It turns out that the black blood evil magic the old woman had used earlier contained a hidden blood curse, which needed time to fully take effect. She deliberately stalled Ling Xiao here in order to wait for the blood curse to take full effect and put Ling Xiao and the others to death.

The old woman's expression froze instantly, and for the first time, an undisguised look of panic appeared on her previously arrogant and ferocious face.

The panic, like a surging tide, quickly spread to every inch of her face, making her already distorted face look even more terrifying.