Chapter 14518 Don't Try to Take It
The white-haired old woman's expression remained unchanged.
He responded casually, "Not bad."
The Transcendent Emperor remained expressionless.
His eyes suddenly sharpened: "Why would you abandon your homeland and become a lackey of the Holy Church instead of being a decent person?"
The white-haired old woman's face instantly darkened.
His tone was tinged with stubbornness and madness: "Because the Holy Temple can make me stronger, can give me the power I want, can help me break through my bottlenecks—this is something Kangguo can't give me!"
The Transcendent Emperor slowly shook his head.
A hint of regret and disappointment flashed in his eyes: "If you hadn't been bewitched by the power of the Holy Temple and blinded by authority, you could have gone much further and achieved much more based on your own talent."
"It was they who forcibly enhanced your cultivation level with external force, depriving you of the qualification to break through the limits of your realm and imprisoning the foundation of your Great Dao!"
The white-haired old woman said coldly, "Further words are useless!"
"I suppose you haven't returned to this world just to lecture this old woman?"
"If you have any tricks up your sleeve, just show them!"
The powerful Transcendent Emperor was too lazy to get entangled with her any longer.
He completely ignored her provocation.
He then turned to look at Ling Xiao.
His eyes held a mixture of scrutiny and expectation.
With a slight smile, he asked, "What are your thoughts on the current state of the Silent Realm and those so-called Holy Temple experts?"
Ling Xiao pondered for a moment.
His expression was solemn.
He replied in a deep voice, "The Realm of Nirvana should strive for self-improvement. How can we cultivators be subservient to others and become appendages and servants of the Holy Temple?"
"Only by rising up in resistance can we find a glimmer of hope!"
"well said!"
The powerful Transcendent Emperor suddenly burst into loud laughter.
The sound shook the world.
A look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes: "What a wonderful place the Realm of Annihilation should strive for self-improvement!"
"What a fine line, 'not wanting to be a vassal!'"
"Fortunately, after ten thousand years, my Silent Realm—no, my Kang Kingdom—still has such passionate young men, such indomitable spirit!"
Seeing this, the white-haired old woman not far away sneered again, "Hmph, that's easy for her to say!"
"He's just trying to flatter you, hoping to climb the social ladder and use your power to fight against the Holy Temple!"
The Transcendent Emperor's expression darkened.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
He suddenly looked at the white-haired old woman.
He shouted sternly, "Shut up!"
Before he finished speaking, he casually flicked his sleeve.
An invisible, terrifying force swept over them in an instant—the white-haired old woman screamed in agony.
He was instantly blasted thousands of feet away.
His physical body instantly shattered into a cloud of blood mist.
Even their souls were shaken into a state of illusion, almost collapsing!
Upon witnessing this horrifying scene, the expressions of the powerful members of the Holy Temple all changed drastically.
Scared out of my wits.
They all retreated frantically.
Fearing being caught in the aftermath and ending up like the white-haired old woman!
The white-haired old woman finally came to her senses.
Her face was filled with disbelief, shock, and fear—only now did she truly understand just how terrifying the power of a transcendent emperor could be!
That was a realm she could never reach in her entire life!
The white-haired old woman, who had already transformed into a phantom soul, dared not linger for even a moment.
He hurriedly turned to flee—as long as his soul had not completely dissipated, there was still a glimmer of hope to reshape his physical body and make a comeback by returning to the sanctuary and using its secret methods and resources!
However, in the instant she turned around...
A dazzling golden sword light suddenly appeared.
Like lightning piercing the void.
It pierced through her soul with unparalleled precision!
God-Slaying Sword!
The sword pierced the core of the white-haired old woman's soul.
Her soul immediately began to tremble violently.
Let out a shrill wail.
The primal power dissipated rapidly under the scorching sword light!
The white-haired old woman screamed in agony.
She glared venomously at Ling Xiao, who had suddenly appeared before her.
He roared hoarsely, "Ling Xiao!"
"You despicable bastard!"
"How dare you take advantage of my vulnerability and launch a sneak attack on me!"
Ling Xiao grinned.
His smile carried a hint of coldness and mockery.
His tone was full of disdain: "When you Holy Temple people ganged up on me, trying to kill me and scheming against me in every way, didn't you feel ashamed?"
"It's just a matter of tit for tat now, huh?"
The white-haired old woman wanted to say something more.
Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly sharpened.
He shouted sternly, "Shut up!"
"Today I will take your soul to pay for the lives of those innocent people who died by your hand!"
The God-Slaying Sword resounded throughout the universe.
It instantly transformed into a streak of pitch-black light.
In an instant, it tore apart and devoured the remnant soul of the white-haired old woman completely.
Not even a single fragment of his soul remained!
This white-haired old woman is no ordinary character; she is a peak Star River Realm expert who has traversed the starry sea!
Although he had not yet reached the realm of the Silent Emperor, his soul, which had been refined over ten thousand years, was an unparalleled nourishment in the world. For him, it was a shortcut to a surge in soul power; for the God-Slaying Sword, it was the key to tempering its sharpness and breaking through its shackles. Both were indispensable and brought him immeasurable benefits!
After devouring the old woman's soul, the God-Slaying Sword hummed as it returned.
He turned around and turned his head.
His gaze was fixed on the group of Holy Temple experts on the right.
At this moment, the faces of these people were all ashen.
Pupils shrink suddenly.
There was even a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.
His holy power surged.
They were about to launch a fierce attack.
But then a blur flashed by.
Ling Xiao had already turned back like a ghost.
Standing firmly beside the Great Emperor of Transcendence!
The powerful figures from the Hall of Saints suddenly froze.
The hand, which had been stretched out in mid-air, stopped in place.
Neither advancing nor retreating.
His face looked extremely pale.
The Great Emperor's gaze was sharp and penetrating.
He looked Ling Xiao up and down.
His tone was calm yet carried an undeniable air of authority: "Are you a demonic cultivator?"
Lingxiao bowed his head.
His posture was extremely respectful: "It is indeed this junior."
The Great Emperor of Transcendence nodded slightly.
His fingertips caressed the scabbard of the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword.
A hint of approval flashed in his eyes.
He then raised his hand and handed the sword back, saying, "Take good care of this."
"Since you can bear the karmic consequences of it, you are naturally entitled to enjoy the supreme opportunity it brings."
Ling Xiao received the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword with both hands.
The sword trembled slightly in my palm.
He looked up in confusion and asked, "Senior, you don't want this?"
"Hahaha--"
The Great Emperor of Transcendence burst into laughter.
His voice resounded throughout the land: "Only the ignorant and incompetent would attempt to seize what does not belong to them!"
"This item is destined for you; it is yours."
Ling Xiao heard this.
His brows furrowed slightly.
Thoughtful.
At this moment, the Great Emperor of Transcendence changed the subject.
His gaze swept over Yu Jianzi and the others.
His tone grew heavier: "Since you acknowledge me as your king, are you willing to obey my commands?"
Yu Jianzi and the others immediately bowed in unison.
The voice was respectful: "We will obey Your Majesty's orders without hesitation, even at the cost of our lives!"
The Great Emperor of Transcendence nodded slowly.
His gaze suddenly sharpened like a sword: "Just now, I saw an inescapable greed in your eyes..."
"Remember, the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword is not something you can touch. Don't even think about it."
He paused at this point.
The tone suddenly became more forceful.
With a chilling warning: "Never even consider this thought!"
"Otherwise, don't blame me for not showing any mercy!"
The members of the Sword Sect looked at each other.
His eyes were filled with confusion and resentment.
Looking at each other.
No one dared to speak. (End of Chapter)
