Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 12860 Old man, you talk too much!

"I thought that the guy Shangguan Sheng had his eyes on would be a very extraordinary young man, but now it seems that he is just a kid in the Hunyuan realm." The old woman said sarcastically, with a bit of contempt and dissatisfaction in her voice.

"In the Empress's Palace, reaching the Hunyuan Realm before the age of 20 is only our most basic requirement. And you don't seem to have reached this standard, which is really disappointing." Her words were like a cold wind, biting and cold.

Ling Xiao heard this, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He did not refute, nor did he show the slightest anger, but simply asked calmly: "Where is Jiu Lao?"

When the old woman heard Ling Xiao mention Jiu Lao, a hint of teasing flashed in her eyes. She sneered and said, "Kill him! That old man should have died long ago. He dared to be an enemy of our Empress Palace. He is simply courting death."

"Oh!" Ling Xiao snorted, but his voice was filled with endless chill. He moved, and the bloodthirsty sword spirit instantly emerged, and a murderous aura spread. He held the long sword in his hand and slashed it out, the sword light was like a rainbow, unstoppable.

Facing Ling Xiao's sudden attack, the seemingly invincible old woman was instantly shocked and desperate. After all, she was a master of the first level of the Martial Soul Realm, and she was well-known in the Demon Suppression Mansion, and no one dared to provoke her easily.

However, the young man in front of her made her feel an unprecedented threat.

Ling Xiao moved, and the bloodthirsty sword spirit in his hand instantly condensed into a sharp sword light, and slashed towards the old woman with the momentum of destroying the world.

The old woman only had time to open her mouth and eyes wide, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief. She seemed to have never expected Ling Xiao to act so decisively, and she had never expected the knife to be so terrifying.

Under the bombardment of the sword light, the old woman didn't even have time to resist before she was cut in half from head to toe.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The old woman's eyes were full of reluctance and despair. She could never have imagined that she would fall into the hands of such a young warrior.

In fact, Ling Xiao had achieved a breakthrough in realm after killing the third bishop of the Southern Domain Holy Temple outside the Skyfire Secret Realm.

That life-and-death battle not only sharpened his will, but also made his cultivation level take a qualitative leap. He soared directly from the first level of the Primordial Realm to the sixth level of the Primordial Realm, instantly improving five small realms.

Ling Xiao's current strength is enough to crush most mid-level and low-level martial artists. He can easily deal with martial artists at the sixth level of the martial arts realm, not to mention that this old woman is only at the first level of the martial arts realm.

Therefore, when Ling Xiao took action, the old woman had no chance to resist and could only watch herself die.

"What do you think? Where is the old man who drinks?" Ling Xiao's voice was as cold as ice. He put away the storage ring he had just obtained from the old woman, and glanced sharply at the two women, one in black and one in white.

They had just witnessed Ling Xiao's terrifying strength in killing a martial arts realm expert with a single sword strike. At this moment, facing Ling Xiao's questioning, both of them were filled with fear and awe.

"We...we know where Jiu Lao is and can take you to see him." The woman in black spoke first with a trembling voice, trying to ease the atmosphere.

The women in white followed closely behind, nodding their heads in agreement. They understood that at this moment, any resistance and delay would be futile, so it would be better to obey Ling Xiao and still have a chance of survival.

"Okay, then you lead the way." Ling Xiao's voice was still cold, but he did not pursue the matter any further. He turned around and followed the two girls out of the place. The two girls carefully led Ling Xiao, fearing that they would accidentally anger this scary young man.

Soon after, the three of them came to a dilapidated old temple. The temple was surrounded by weeds and had obviously been abandoned for a long time.

But Ling Xiao could sense an unusual breath from it, that was the breath of Jiu Lao. He walked quickly into the ancient temple, only to see Jiu Lao tied to a stone pillar, his face pale, his clothes tattered, and there were traces of torture on his body.

Ling Xiao felt a pain in his heart when he saw this, and he hurried forward to check on Jiu Lao's condition. He saw that Jiu Lao's scapula was pierced, and his blood had dried up. His realm, which had recovered a lot, was destroyed again because of this severe injury.

Ling Xiao could clearly feel that the weak vitality in Jiu Lao's body was gradually dissipating.

"You did it?" Ling Xiao's eyes were cold, and his tone was full of unquestionable questioning. His eyes swept back and forth between the black and white women, as if he could see through their inner fear and hesitation.

Facing Ling Xiao's questioning, the two girls turned pale and their lips trembled, as if they wanted to explain something. However, as soon as they opened their mouths and tried to make a sound, Ling Xiao's knife had already slashed out like lightning.

"I don't want to listen anymore." Ling Xiao's voice was cold and resolute. His sword cut through the air and went straight towards the two women with fierce murderous intent.

The two girls were horrified when they saw this, but it was too late for them to react as they were cut in half by Ling Xiao's sword, and blood splattered all over the room.

After killing the two women, Ling Xiao did not stay for too long. He walked to Jiu Lao's side and looked at Jiu Lao's old and frail face. He could not help but feel distressed. He took out a precious healing pill from his arms and carefully fed it into Jiu Lao's mouth.

"Senior, I'm late, sorry." Ling Xiao's voice was filled with a hint of guilt and self-blame. He knew he should have arrived earlier so that Jiu Lao would not have suffered such torture.

Jiu Lao felt Ling Xiao's concern, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but his lips moved but no sound came out.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao shook his head gently and said, "Senior, there is no need to say anything. Just heal your wounds here. I will stay by your side until you recover."

Ling Xiao paused and continued, "I have left Tianxiahui just like you. You don't have to worry about getting in trouble with me. Besides, I have killed as many people from the Empress' Palace as you have, right? We have common enemies, and I will face them with you."

When Jiu Lao heard Ling Xiao's words, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that he was not fighting alone, and there were young people like Ling Xiao who were willing to fight alongside him. This made him feel extremely relieved and at ease.

At this time, Jiu Lao took a deep breath, stopped talking, closed his eyes, and began to absorb the healing pill with all his strength. The healing pill Ling Xiao gave him was not an ordinary thing, but was obtained from the storage ring of the third bishop of the Holy Hall. The medicinal effect was extremely powerful.

With the nourishment of the healing pill, Jiu Lao's originally pale face gradually regained its rosy color, and his spirit became much better. He could clearly feel that his damaged meridians were healing at an astonishing speed, and the long-lost vitality was surging in his body again.