152: Mother and son reunite

"Grand Elder, the battle between Hanyang City and Su Nan was a fair challenge. Although he was a bit heavy-handed, as the head of the Heavenly Emperor Palace's Elders, it's inappropriate for you to attack a junior!"

At this moment, Mo Wentian stepped forward and said in a serious, deep voice.

"Mo Wentian, you dare to meddle in my business?"

Su Beiming's gaze, like a cold, poisonous snake, looked toward Mo Wentian.

"Thank you, Elder Mo, for speaking up. I wonder if this Disciple can challenge Su Beiming?"

Yang Lingchen bowed respectfully to Mo Wentian.

The moment Su Beiming appeared, Yang Lingchen had made up his mind. Today, he must kill this old fellow in one go to avenge the blood feud of that day.

"Theoretically, you can challenge the Grand Elder, but do you know the serious consequences of challenging the Grand Elder?" Mo Wentian said with a solemn expression.

"Hiss!"

Everyone present gasped. Is this Hanyang City crazy? He actually dares to challenge Grand Elder Su Beiming.

"Is this guy crazy? He actually dares to challenge the Grand Elder."

"I think his head was squeezed by a door. With his cultivation level, what's the difference between challenging the Grand Elder and seeking death?"

For a moment, there was a flurry of discussion around the Challenge Stage, and everyone's faces showed expressions of disbelief.

"Hanyang City, are you crazy?"

Just then, Su Ronger's crisp, beautiful, and extremely anxious voice came from afar.

Su Ronger's figure landed on the Arena in an instant, like a flash of light.

"Grand Elder, I apologize. Hanyang City is immature, please don't lower yourself to his level." Su Ronger said with an urgent voice and a panicked expression.

"Su Ronger, get out of the way. Today, Hanyang City is doomed. Even if the Palace Master comes, he cannot be saved." Su Beiming said with cold eyes and a chilling tone.

"Old Scoundrel, your grandfather is standing right here. If you have the ability, come at me!"

Yang Lingchen said each word with power and resonance, while the corners of his mouth curled slightly upward with a hint of reckless provocation.

"Hanyang City, do you want to die...!"

Su Ronger's pretty face turned red with anger. She was desperately pleading for him, yet he went ahead and added fuel to the fire.

"Little Bastard, you're looking for death."

Su Beiming's face instantly filled with rage. With a roar, his figure lunged forward like a ghost, striking a palm towards Yang Lingchen with a fierce wind.

"Humph."

Yang Lingchen let out a cold snort, his eyes full of disdain. He then waved his hand and met Su Beiming with a powerful Domain Breaking Fist.

"Bang."

The two palm forces collided. With a loud explosion, Yang Lingchen felt his palm go slightly numb, and he retreated five or six meters.

Su Beiming was no better off, also retreating five or six meters. His right hand, hidden behind his back, was trembling uncontrollably.

"How can this Little Bastard's strength be so great?" Su Beiming thought to himself in shock.

At this moment, the scene was in shock. All the watching Disciples had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Especially Su Ronger; she was completely stunned. How could her Disciple be even stronger than her?

"Tsk tsk tsk... Su Beiming, oh Su Beiming, your strength as the Grand Elder is a bit unworthy of the title!" A mocking sneer curled at the corner of Yang Lingchen's mouth.

"Who exactly are you?" Su Beiming's eyes were cold and filled with doubt as he looked at Yang Lingchen.

"I am your grandfather, my dear grandson." Yang Lingchen's voice was extremely cold, and his eyes held a hint of contempt.

"Little Bastard, I will hack you alive today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Beiming's feet shook, and his figure suddenly leaped up. His fists were as swift as lightning as he blasted them towards Yang Lingchen.

"Humph!"

A fierce light flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes. Without hesitation, he met the attack with his Domain Breaking Fist again, this time using all his strength.

The Domain Breaking Fist was like lightning, carrying a terrifyingly peerless Fist Aura, striking directly at Su Beiming's fist.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two consecutive dull thuds rang out. Su Beiming was sent flying by Yang Lingchen's impact, only stopping when he hit the edge of the Arena.

Now, Su Beiming looked at Yang Lingchen with horror. "Who exactly are you? Why are you so strong?"

"Didn't I just tell you? I am your grandfather!" Yang Lingchen sneered.

"Little Bastard, if I don't kill you today, I'm not human." Su Beiming was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Clang!"

His battle sword suddenly unsheathed. He leaped up and instantly slashed out several sharp sword glows towards Yang Lingchen.

Facing Su Beiming's frantic attack, a thick killing intent flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes. He suddenly leaped up, nimbly avoiding the opponent's attack. At the same time, the immortal demon sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed a Sword Qi containing Wusheng power towards Su Beiming.

The terrifying Wusheng Sword Qi, carrying a hint of power that could destroy everything, pierced directly through Su Beiming's entire right arm.

"Swish."

"Thud."

With a thud, Su Beiming's arm fell onto the Arena.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

"You are Yang Lingchen."

A look of extreme fear appeared on Su Beiming's face. He had recognized the immortal demon sword in Yang Lingchen's hand.

"Correct. Your grandfather is Yang Lingchen. What can you do to me?"

Since his identity was exposed, Yang Lingchen directly reverted to his original appearance.

At this moment, he no longer intended to stay hidden. With his current strength, finding his mother would be quite simple. He could just kill a few high-level members of the Heavenly Emperor Palace and use Soul Searching to find out.

"Swish swish swish..."

In an instant, Yang Lingchen slashed out several more terrifying Sword Qis. These Sword Qis were like a rainbow piercing the sun, instantly piercing through Su Beiming's four limbs.

"Bold rogue! How dare you commit such violence in my Heavenly Emperor Palace!"

Just then, a shout filled with terrifying pressure came from the main peak of the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

In an instant, an old man wearing a pure white satin robe appeared in the air above the Arena. He descended from the sky, striking a palm straight down towards Yang Lingchen on the Arena with the force of an overwhelming mountain.

Facing this extremely terrifying palm, Yang Lingchen knew he was not yet a match for the opponent. His figure flashed, and he instantly disappeared from the spot.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, a huge crater was blasted into the spot where Yang Lingchen had just been standing.

"Old man, if you don't want the Heavenly Emperor Palace to become a river of blood, you'd better stop acting recklessly." Yang Lingchen said coldly to the old man in the white satin robe.

"Boy, are you threatening me?" The old man in the white satin robe said with sharp eyes full of majesty.

"I am threatening you. What can you do? If I want to leave, can you catch me?" Yang Lingchen said provocatively.

"You're looking for death."

The old man in the white satin robe instantly struck out a surging palm force towards Yang Lingchen.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, Yang Lingchen's figure disappeared from the spot again, as if he had never been there.

"Swish..."

At that moment, Su Beiming's head flew off.

"This is the consequence of attacking me. If you have the guts, keep going. Let's see how many people in your Heavenly Emperor Palace are enough for me to kill." Yang Lingchen looked provocatively at the old man in the white satin robe.

"Boy, are you that Yang Lingchen who colluded with the Yao Race?" Su Lie said with a dark face and an unfriendly tone.

"That's right, I am Yang Lingchen. But don't pin the label of colluding with the Yao Race on my head."

"Then why did you come to my Heavenly Emperor Palace? And why did you kill my Heavenly Emperor Palace's Grand Elder?" Su Lie said coldly.

At this moment, Su Lie also really wanted to kill this provocative boy. Unfortunately, the boy's speed was too fast; he simply couldn't catch him. If he used force, it might cause huge losses.

"This dog-thing hunted me in the Southern Wilderness and spread rumors that I colluded with the Yao Race. So, he deserved to die!"

Yang Lingchen pointed at Su Beiming's corpse and said with uncontrollable rage.

Just then, Su Wanyun's figure flew from afar and landed directly in front of Yang Lingchen.

"Wanyun, what are you doing here? It's dangerous." The old man in the white satin robe said urgently and with great concern.

"Chener, you are my Chener."

Su Wanyun slowly walked up to Yang Lingchen. Her eyes were red, and tears involuntarily flowed from her eyes.

"Are you my... mother?" Yang Lingchen suppressed his inner excitement and quietly looked at the woman in front of him.

From the moment this woman appeared, Yang Lingchen knew she was his mother. That deep feeling of blood being thicker than water could not be faked.

"Chener, the clothes you're wearing were all handmade by your mother. There's no mistake." Su Wanyun reached out a trembling hand and gently grabbed the clothes on Yang Lingchen's body.

"Mother, I finally found you. Father has missed you very much." Yang Lingchen's eyes gradually turned red.

"Chener... Mother is sorry for you and your father." Su Wanyun could no longer hold back and hugged Yang Lingchen, crying loudly.

Not far away, Su Ronger couldn't help but be moved by this scene, her eyes becoming moist. She knew how much her aunt had missed her son all these years.

"This is too incredible! This guy is actually the Palace Master's grandson."

"Yeah! I didn't expect the rumors from back then to be true."

Many people at the scene began to discuss.

"Mo Wentian, have everyone disperse!" the old man in the white satin robe said.

"Yes, Palace Master," Mo Wentian said with extreme respect.

It turned out that this old man in the white satin robe was the Palace Master of the Heavenly Emperor Palace and also Yang Lingchen's maternal grandfather.