Cultivating the *Light and Shadow Sword Art* to the fourth level’s mastery can generate instantaneous high-temperature fission, causing enemies to convulse from the heat.
With this alone, as long as no Heavenly Human Realm warriors appeared, stopping these pursuers was effortless.
“Yaoling, follow the direction my flying sword points!”
While fighting, Ling Xiao still had the presence of mind to guide those ahead.
With war raging everywhere, stumbling into an enemy encirclement or army would mean certain death.
Dai Yaoling was panicking about which way to go when Ling Xiao’s sword light shot through the air, leading the group from the front.
Though his sword-control technique was gone, manipulating the flying sword with his powerful soul force was even smoother and more sustainable.
“Got it, Brother Ling Xiao!”
Dai Yaoling chose to trust him. In her eyes, Ling Xiao was godlike; how could she doubt a god?
Ling Xiao kept his World’s Eye active, floating in midair, clearly seeing everything within a hundred li.
He could judge where enemies were and which paths were safer.
Though this meant taking detours, it was far safer.
The pursuers trailing Ling Xiao and his group were utterly frustrated. They had thought the battlefield was full of their allies, and a single encounter would let them wipe out Ling Xiao’s group.
But strangely, Ling Xiao seemed to have clairvoyant vision, always deftly avoiding their warriors.
This even made them suspect a traitor in their ranks, leaking information to Ling Xiao.
Yet even that seemed implausible—how could a traitor have such a comprehensive view?
Most absurdly, as they chased, the pursuers crashed into a remnant Holy Dynasty army.
Though much of the Holy Dynasty’s forces were corrupt, some were formidable.
Encountering these Sea Clan members, they fought fiercely, completely halting the pursuers.
Ling Xiao’s group seized this chance to escape.
About three days later, the injured Spirit Herb Manor disciples had mostly recovered. They were only about a hundred li from Beihan Kingdom, a trivial distance for warriors.
The trouble was that the roads ahead were blocked by Sea Clan forces.
Detouring would add days to the journey.
After brief consideration, Ling Xiao made his decision.
Since the path was blocked, they’d carve through the weakest enemy line.
With his plan set, Ling Xiao took the lead, unfurling his black-and-white light wings and charging toward the invading army blocking the way.
The group included Sea Clan, Blue-Eyed Clan, and Ninja Clan members, with two Breakthrough Stage Heavenly Vein warriors and the rest being Eighth and Ninth Mortal Realm warriors.
Ling Xiao chose them because they were the softest target, easy to crush.
They were ordered to block the key routes to Beihan Kingdom, sparing no path, to stop any Holy Dynasty remnants from escaping.
They had set traps and laid ambushes.
If anyone charged in, even if stronger, they’d fall to the traps.
They never imagined someone could see through their ambush in advance.
Without Ling Xiao, Spirit Herb Manor’s group would have faced disaster.
But Ling Xiao’s presence was meant to create miracles.
Crimson Sun Feather Cloak!
Black-and-White Twin Swords!
Flames surged around Ling Xiao as he wielded his twin swords, breaking from the fleeing group and charging into the ambush zone.
“Heh, someone’s coming. Looks like an idiot, rushing in alone!”
“Let him pass. He’s probably cannon fodder, scouting for others. Stay hidden, don’t fall for it!”
The Heavenly Vein warriors discussed quietly, assuming Ling Xiao was a sacrificial pawn. Letting him go didn’t matter; they couldn’t let the enemy discover the ambush.
Such a weakling, they figured, could be easily defeated by a few Heavenly Vein warriors.
Though Ling Xiao’s World’s Eye couldn’t hear their words, he could read their lips.
Seeing this, he sneered.
Since you’re so calm, I won’t hold back.
One thousand meters!
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Eight hundred meters!
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Five hundred meters!
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One hundred meters!
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Ling Xiao approached slowly on purpose, creating a false impression. If he moved too fast, the enemy might call for reinforcements.
At one hundred meters, he unleashed his Mountain River Will.
A terrifying will enveloped all the ambushing warriors.
The Mountain River Will, Slaughter Will, and Destruction Will, all within the realm of soul force, weren’t sealed.
Not only did they not hinder the Mountain River Martial Soul’s development, they enhanced its power.
“Damn!”
Among the ambushers, those with stronger soul force sensed danger. The terrifying will made them want to kneel in surrender, their minds in chaos, their true essence and heavenly energy in turmoil.
Most frighteningly, weaker warriors with frail souls were killed instantly by the Mountain River Will, their souls shattered.
Though their bodies remained intact, they were soulless husks.
Several others fainted on the spot, unconscious.
This was merely Ling Xiao’s greeting gift; the real killing move was yet to come.
Whether they underestimated or took him seriously didn’t matter.
Though Ling Xiao’s cultivation was lower than some, his combat experience and strength far surpassed theirs.
He could even challenge early Heavenly Human Realm warriors, let alone Heavenly Vein warriors.
“Quick, retreat!”
The leading Breakthrough Stage Heavenly Vein warrior sensed the danger, not daring to engage. He ordered his group to flee and prepared to signal nearby allies.
He hadn’t expected Ling Xiao to be so terrifying—not cannon fodder but a general leading the charge.
In an instant, two or three of their group fell, and over half were lightly injured.
Boom!
A sword light flashed, slicing the signal flare before it could launch.
Having launched a surprise attack, Ling Xiao wouldn’t let them call for reinforcements.
The essence of a blitzkrieg was speed—too fast for the enemy to react.
Activating the Light and Shadow Mystery, Ling Xiao became an indistinct beam of light, diving into the crowd. His black-and-white twin swords began their slaughter.
Now, his speed was far faster than before, no longer needing to pretend.
At maximum speed, he was a beam of unstoppable light.
