At the same time as darkness fell, a crescent-shaped silver light mark quickly condensed above the heads of all the 500 souls surrounding Xu Yang's team.

It is this mark that gives them the attribute of extreme violence to the point of collapse.

The soul state of each soul body has reached the brink of collapse, which means that they can all burst out with the ultimate attack power they possess.

The ultimate soul power of five hundred ten thousand year old disciples in this state, the destructive power displayed is absolutely unimaginable.

Xu Yang could clearly feel that if these five hundred violent souls were placed into the main battlefield between the empires, relying solely on the strength of these five hundred people, they could easily destroy an imperial army of tens of thousands of warriors.

What is even more difficult to accept is that the only target of this force now is just the few people in Xu Yang's team. It is conceivable how terrible the battlefield pressure these people will have to endure next.

In fact, in the end, it was only Xu Yang who had to bear this huge pressure, because the rest of the people basically could not be relied upon on the offensive end.

Fortunately, under the leadership of the old emperor, those people are not currently under pressure from a defensive perspective, at least they will not hold Xu Yang back.

As for whether this battle can achieve final victory, the outcome is always in the hands of Xu Yang alone.

Powerful insight instantly covered these five hundred soul bodies that were blessed with the Moon Soul Mark. On the surface, Xu Yang almost had a rough estimate of the strength that these five hundred soul bodies could withstand.

At the same time, the Haoran Sword Soul behind him gradually became clear in outline, and finally released its most powerful sword soul essence.

You should know that Xu Yang spent a lot of effort to create this majestic sword soul. More importantly, for a sword soul that is expected to reach the main artifact level, its innate attributes are extremely important.

Facing so many powerful enemies, Xu Yang knew very well that if he continued to use the power of the Haoran Sword Soul to suppress his opponents, it would be a huge consumption of the sword soul's innate attributes, and this consumption might very likely turn into irreversible trauma. Xu Yang was determined not to give up the process of building the Haoran Sword Soul.

Therefore, no matter what state the final innate attributes of this sword spirit are fixed to, Xu Yang will gladly accept this result. Even if he does not have the strength of an innate main artifact, Xu Yang will never abandon it.

Feeling the aura of the sword spirit covering his body, Xu Yang smiled slightly, as if he was communicating with an old friend, and started a soul communication with the Haoran Sword Spirit.

"Tell me the truth, how do you feel right now?

If you don't want to face these five hundred souls with me, I will allow you to return to the Emperor Cauldron and continue to sleep. You will have many opportunities to fight alongside me in the future."

But this time, Haoran Sword Soul gave Xu Yang a reply without even thinking about it.

“If as a servant of the Sword Spirit, I cannot be by my master’s side when he needs me, then my existence will be meaningless.

By the same token, if the master wants to face this battle alone, it would be tantamount to blaspheming the glory of my sword soul.

There is nothing much to say, just let me accompany my master to kill these hundreds of war puppets. I really want to see how long they can last in the face of my sword spirit talent."

When Xu Yang heard the word "talent" from the Haoran Sword Soul, he understood his intention. When the Sword Soul was just formed, the sword talent that was awakened was not its only innate attribute.

In other words, this kind of talent will continue to give birth to other talents with the emergence of some acquired opportunities, and can also be strengthened to a certain extent based on the original talent.

Since the formation of the Haoran Sword Spirit, it has forced itself to take action more than once when Xu Yang needed it. However, the scale of those battles was nothing compared to the current battle.

In the final analysis, Xu Yang was still worried that the excessive consumption in this battle would cause irreversible permanent trauma to Haoran Sword Soul. However, after feeling the firm will of his own sword soul, Xu Yang no longer hesitated, because he did not want to rely on his own consciousness to influence the fate of Haoran Sword Soul.

Xu Yang burst into laughter.

"I am delighted to see in you the qualities I most desire.

Although you don’t have a truly complete form of your own yet.

But I have already regarded you as one of my closest partners. Since you and I have such a strong foundation of soul resonance, let us try something unprecedented together.

Let these ignorant souls feel the true power of the human race."

After Xu Yang finished speaking, his body slowly floated upward into the void, while the Haoran Sword Soul behind him took the lead and began to release his incomparably powerful sword aura, which was the roar from the most primitive innate power of the sword soul.

During the process of releasing the terrifying sword energy, every corner of the surrounding plain battlefield could feel the extremely clear and sharp sword energy fluctuating. Even Xu Yang's other companions, who had already fallen into an absolute defensive state, were shocked by the extremely powerful pressure of the sword energy.

The purple-clothed girl, Lan Ling'er, the eldest daughter from the Changyun Tianzong, was completely conquered by Xu Yang's charm at the moment.

She had seen too many sword masters. After all, Changyun Tianzong was the largest sect in the entire empire.

There are countless powerful disciples who have practiced various martial arts systems. The sword practitioners alone are a group of the best warriors in the entire empire.

However, when Lan Ling'er saw Xu Yang's grace at this moment, and the soul state that was almost perfectly matched with his own sword soul, she finally realized that the so-called sword master in her eyes was nothing compared to Xu Yang, like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.

"This is the true pinnacle of swordsmanship."

Lan Ling'er muttered to herself, and from her dull eyes, one could tell what her mental state was at the moment.

Poxiao, who was standing next to him, saw Lan Ling'er's profile, which had been completely conquered by Xu Yang, and could not help but smile, and couldn't help but think of himself at the beginning.

Little did she know that at that time she had dreamed more than once of using her own strength to shake Xu Yang's authority. However, later when her fate was completely changed by this man, Poxiao finally realized how terrifying Xu Yang's realm was.

Any surging waves would become meaningless in front of him, because Xu Yang himself is an endless ocean.

Possessing the courage and depth to accommodate everything.