Chapter 14317 Asura

Yuwen Qingtian gently stroked the feathers of the golden-winged roc beneath him. Sensing its master's movement, the roc let out a deep hiss, its sound booming like muffled thunder in the starry sky.

Its sharp claws slashed wildly through the air, bringing with them a chilling glint, as if they could easily tear space apart.

Yuwen Qingtian smiled faintly and said, "They are naturally interested as well."

Who in this world wouldn't be tempted by ancient artifacts and the vast resources of an empire?

His voice echoed softly in the starry sky, as if carrying an invisible pressure.

"However, it was our Tianyuan Sanctuary that discovered you first."

Moreover, we control all the passages leading here.

If they want to come here, it will take at least three years without our permission.

In these three years, both the ancient artifacts and the Overlord Empire will be ours for the taking.

He smiled smugly, his eyes filled with greed and confidence.

He abruptly changed the subject, his gaze sharp as a blade as he thoughtfully surveyed the warriors of the Overlord Empire behind Ling Xiao.

The warriors all looked tense, weapons in hand, watching the people from Tianyuan Temple warily, as if they were guarding something important.

Yuwen Qingtian said coldly, "As far as I know, there are two other girls with you. They are also very strong. Why aren't they here?"

Could it be that they knew our Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary was coming and were so frightened that they hid?

He deliberately provoked Ling Xiao with his words, hoping to glean some useful information from his reaction.

Ling Bi!

Xiao Lianzhu!

Upon hearing these two names, Ling Xiao's face immediately darkened, as gloomy and terrifying as the sky before a storm.

His knuckles turned white from the force, and you could even hear the cracking sound of his bones between his fingers.

Clearly, the disappearance of the two women has nothing to do with the Tianyuan Temple!
He pondered to himself, if it wasn't the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary, then who could it be?

Could it be that people from other sanctuaries are secretly plotting against me, trying to use this to threaten me?
Just then, in the starry sky where the atmosphere had been somewhat tense, Yuwen Qingtian suddenly broke the silence. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on Ling Xiao. His tone was calm yet carried an undeniable authority as he slowly said, "Ling Xiao, I have a sword attendant under my command who also uses a sword. How about you two have a friendly spar?"

"This is just the right time for me to see just how powerful you, the Overlord Emperor, really are."

His words carried a hint of probing and provocation, as if he wanted to use this opportunity to find out Ling Xiao's background.

Before the words were even finished, as if a gust of wind had swept by, a young sword cultivator had already appeared in the starry sky.

Dressed in black, the man, illuminated by the cold starlight, resembled a demon emerging from the abyss of darkness.

His face was covered with hideous scars, which twisted and crisscrossed like centipedes, making his appearance particularly terrifying.

He gripped a dark longsword tightly in his left hand, its blade wreathed in a chilling aura. The aura was icy and bone-chilling, and wherever it went, the surrounding world dimmed, as if shrouded in an invisible gloom.

A friendly spar? Upon hearing Yuwen Qingtian's words, Ling Xiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, and he was about to respond.

Suddenly, Ji Mingkong stepped forward. Her figure was light and graceful, and her white clothes fluttered in the starry wind, like a white lotus blooming in the starry sky.

She turned around, looked at Ling Xiao with a hint of concern and determination in her eyes, and said softly, "I'll do it."

You are the Overlord Emperor, of noble birth, and have no need to fight a mere pawn.

Let me test his skills and see what he's really capable of.

As she spoke, Ji Mingkong prepared to make her move, a faint spiritual energy emanating from her body, ready to confront the sword cultivator.

However, Ling Xiao raised his hand to stop her. His fingertips shimmered with a faint starlight, like stars twinkling in the night sky, mysterious and captivating.

He looked at the swordsman, a fierce fighting spirit flashing in his eyes, and said, "It's alright."

Although I'm not a pure swordsman, I do use a sword, so I'll just have some fun with him.

This is a good opportunity to test my swordsmanship.

With that, Ling Xiao flicked his wrist and put away the incredibly powerful Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

The Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword exuded a terrifying aura, as if it could devour everything, but at this moment Ling Xiao felt that it was not necessary for it to take action to deal with the sword cultivator in front of him.

With a thought, he summoned the God-Slaying Sword.

The gleaming blade of the God-Slaying Sword shimmered with a mysterious luster under the sunlight, its light as dazzling as lightning, making it impossible to look directly at.

Ling Xiao, holding the God-Slaying Sword, looked calmly at the sword cultivator and said indifferently, "I'll give you a chance to strike. Please."

"I'll give you a sword strike!" These words caused an uproar throughout the arena.

The warriors of the Overlord Empire looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise and worry, all feeling that Ling Xiao had been too arrogant.

The sword cultivator was already arrogant, and upon hearing Ling Xiao's words, his face immediately turned ferocious. The scars on his face twisted and writhed like living creatures, resembling disgusting worms crawling.

His eyes widened in anger as he stared intently at Ling Xiao, his gaze flashing with fury and murderous intent.

Upon hearing Ling Xiao's words, Yuwen Qingtian, who was not far away, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a barely perceptible sneer.

He said calmly, "Since you have such an interest, Ashura, please give me some pointers."

Let everyone see if your swordsmanship has improved.

His words seemed calm, but they actually contained hidden meaning. They gave Ashura a way out, while also implying that he should go all out and give Ling Xiao a warning.

Upon hearing Yuwen Qingtian's order, the swordsman named Ashura trembled slightly before bowing and accepting the command, his posture respectful yet revealing a ruthless edge.

The next moment, he flashed and disappeared into the air like a ghost, leaving only a faint afterimage that slowly dissipated in the cold starry sky.

That afterimage seemed to be the only proof that he had ever existed, yet it vanished without a trace in an instant, making one wonder if their eyes had misread it.

A sharp sound pierced the silent starry sky. A jet-black sword beam tore through the sky like lightning. Wherever it passed, the stars paled in comparison, as if they were being devoured by the terrifying sword intent.

This sword strike was faster than anyone could imagine; it was so fast that even the strongest member of the Overlord Empire only had time to blink.

The sword intent was condensed as if it were a tangible substance, and the sword energy, which was as tangible as a tangible substance, roamed freely in the starry sky. It was a terrifying power that only a martial artist in the Great Sun Realm could unleash!
The faces of the members of the Overlord Empire changed drastically. Their eyes were filled with fear and worry. They gripped their weapons tightly, ready to rescue Ling Xiao at any moment.

However, to everyone's astonishment, Ling Xiao remained calm and composed, neither dodging nor avoiding the cold, dark sword that emanated a chilling aura as it pierced towards him!
His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his eyes revealed a fearlessness and confidence, as if this sword strike was nothing more than child's play for him.

"Your Majesty!" the warriors of the Overlord Empire cried out in alarm, their voices filled with fear and despair, as if they could already see Ling Xiao pierced through the sword. (End of Chapter)