Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 12912 Mother!
After that, the figure of the Demon Soul King gradually faded and disappeared in the magic needle space. Then, an invisible wave emanated from the magic needle and penetrated into the depths of the mysterious area silently.

Jiang Xiqing stood aside, completely unaware of all this. She was concentrating on observing the surroundings, looking for a way forward. Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was watching silently, feeling surprised.

"This Demon Soul King is indeed unfathomable." Ling Xiao secretly marveled in his heart, "Even if it is just a clone, it can make a Tongtian Realm warrior unaware. If he wants to harm Jiang Xiqing, it will be easy."

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but take a breath and gained a deeper understanding of the Demon Soul King's strength.

"Ling Xiao, the place ahead is where your mother is imprisoned. What are you thinking about at the moment?" Jiang Xiqing's voice broke the silence around them. She found Ling Xiao standing there, his eyes seemed to penetrate the air in front of him and drift into the distance, as if he was lost in deep thought.

Ling Xiao was brought back to reality by Jiang Xiqing's voice. He suddenly came back to his senses, with a flash of excitement and nervousness in his eyes. He hurriedly asked, "My mother? Where is my mother?" His voice was obviously trembling and anxious.

Jiang Xiqing gently made a silent gesture, signaling Ling Xiao not to make a sound. She looked around and carefully checked the surrounding environment to make sure that no one noticed their presence. After making sure that the surroundings were safe, she gently pulled Ling Xiao and walked in one direction.

Their steps were fast and firm, as if every step carried the desire for freedom and the longing for their loved ones. In a few breaths, they came to a towering mountain. The mountain was soaring into the clouds, with peaks and ridges, as if it was a natural barrier, guarding the mysterious and dangerous place.

Ling Xiao looked at the mountain in front of him, his heart filled with anticipation and nervousness. He knew that his mother was imprisoned deep in the mountain.

"Your mother is imprisoned deep in this mountain." Jiang Xiqing's voice was low and heavy, as if carrying endless sorrow. She looked at Ling Xiao, her eyes flashing with complex emotions, and continued: "The mountain constantly releases icy cold air, which is torturing her mercilessly day and night, making her struggle in endless pain."

Before Jiang Xiqing finished speaking, Ling Xiao could no longer suppress his excitement and anger. He rushed out like a bolt of lightning that pierced the night sky. His eyes were firm and resolute, filled with deep longing for his mother and endless worry.

What shocked Jiang Xiqing was that the towering mountain miraculously opened a huge stone door the moment Ling Xiao rushed over. The door looked simple and heavy, with mysterious holy patterns engraved on it. These holy patterns seemed to contain powerful power, controlling the opening and closing of the door.

However, Ling Xiao was not stumped by these holy patterns. He stopped and carefully observed the holy patterns on the stone door, with wisdom shining in his eyes. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and slid his fingers gently on the holy patterns, as if playing a silent piece of music.

In just a few breaths, Ling Xiao successfully broke the control of the holy pattern. The huge stone door slowly opened, making a low and long sound, as if telling an ancient legend. Ling Xiao walked into the mountain without hesitation.

As soon as they entered the mountain, a thick black gas hit them in the face. This black gas permeated the surroundings, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world. It was full of the smell of corrosion and depravity, and just breathing in a little bit would make people feel a pain that was worse than death.

Ling Xiao frowned, but his eyes flashed with determination. He knew that in order to save his mother, he had to face all this.

Ling Xiao's gaze passed through the darkness, penetrated the thick fog, and finally stopped at the inky black pool. He was shocked to find that a woman was tightly bound by cold iron chains, lying there powerlessly, with her limbs ruthlessly bound and unable to move.

What a beautiful face she once had, now it is hard to recognize. The long-term torture made her very thin, almost skin and bones. The once plump face now only has high cheekbones and shriveled skin, like a withered leaf, losing all vitality and beauty.

Even Ling Xiao, who had experienced reincarnation several times and was used to seeing the separation of life and death, couldn't help but feel a sore nose at this moment, and tears rolled in his eyes and finally slid down his cheeks. He couldn't imagine that his mother would suffer such inhuman treatment.

"Mother!" Ling Xiao finally couldn't help shouting. His voice echoed in the empty mountain, filled with endless grief and anger.

The woman, who had originally hung her head as if she had lost all hope, suddenly raised her head after hearing the call. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, but soon became bright, as if the spark of hope had been rekindled.

She stared blankly at Ling Xiao, the face that was once familiar yet unfamiliar to her. For a moment, she could no longer control her tears, which flowed down like pearls from a broken string.

"Xiao'er! Is it Xiao'er?" The woman shouted excitedly. Her voice became hoarse and weak due to long-term torture, but the joy and excitement in it were beyond words. She tried to open her eyes wide, wanting to see the figure that suddenly appeared clearly, but due to long-term torture, her eyesight was not very good, and she could only see a vague outline.

However, this did not affect her inner excitement and joy, because she knew that her son had finally come to find her.

"It's me, mother, it's me!" Ling Xiao's voice was full of excitement and sobs. He rushed over with big strides and threw himself beside his mother regardless of everything. He tightly grasped his mother's thin and cold hand, as if he wanted to warm her with his body temperature.

Even though there was icy black water under his feet that kept corroding his body, he did not retreat at all, and was even more unwilling to let go of his mother's hand.

Jiang Xiruo looked at her son in front of her, and her excitement was beyond words. She knew very well that she was in a dangerous situation at the moment, but when she saw Ling Xiao's appearance, the fear and despair in her heart seemed to be dispelled a lot.

However, she suddenly thought of something, her face changed abruptly, and she hurriedly shouted: "Xiqing, you shouldn't have brought him here! You should have been discovered by the Jiang family by now, take him away quickly!" Her voice was full of anxiety and worry, as if she was afraid that Ling Xiao and Jiang Xiqing would be in greater danger because of her.

"So what if they found out? In this world, I will kill anyone who dares to stop me from saving you!" Ling Xiao's voice was firm and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of determination and murderous intent.