156: I'm back

"Sister Bing, what should we do?"

Nangong Yan's face involuntarily showed extreme fear.

Having grown up pampered and sheltered with endless love and care, she had never witnessed such a bloody and brutal scene.

"Yaner, don't be afraid. Take the children to the back."

Dongfang Yunbing forced herself to remain calm and offered a word of comfort.

At this moment, her face was as pale as paper and devoid of color. She had suffered considerable injuries during the previous fierce and violent wave of attacks from the Demons.

Just then, the frenzied Demons finally breached the final line of defense and surged like a tide, charging madly toward the Tianyuan Main Peak.

Under the fierce assault of the Demons, members of the Heavenly Origin Palace constantly died miserable deaths. Blood flowed like a torrent, spraying wantonly and covering the entire mountain peak.

Under the powerful onslaught of the Demons, everyone was quickly forced back to the final peak summit, leaving them with nowhere left to retreat.

"Demon Brats, this daddy is going to exterminate your entire clan."

Just as the Heavenly Origin Palace members sank into complete despair, a shocking roar, like thunder exploding, came from afar.

"Swish swish swish..."

Immediately afterward, several terrifying Sword Lights, like meteors streaking across the sky, descended from above. The Sword Light instantly transformed into a gigantic battle sword, forty meters long, carrying the momentum of destroying heaven and earth, and slashed directly onto the row of Demons at the very front.

"Chii chii chii chii..."

A series of spine-chilling hissing sounds rang out. The dozen or so Demons in the front row were instantly torn to shreds by this incomparably powerful Sword Light, leaving a horrific sight.

Just then, a figure, straight as a pine, appeared before the Heavenly Origin Palace members, like a Heavenly God descending.

"I'm sorry, I came back late. Leave the rest to me!"

Yang Lingchen hastily said this to Dongfang Yunbing, then his figure became like a ghost, transforming into a blurred afterimage, and he rushed toward the Demons with lightning speed.

"Sister Bing, he's back, Lingchen is back."

Nangong Yan's eyes gradually became moist, and her voice was filled with surprise and excitement—the ecstasy of grabbing a lifeline in the abyss of despair.

"He's back. Everything is fine."

Dongfang Yunbing's face also showed a long-lost smile, like Chun Hua blooming, filled with relief and comfort.

"The Vice Palace Master is back! We are saved."

At this moment, all the Heavenly Origin Palace members sighed in relief as if a great burden had been lifted. The raging fire of hope was reignited in their hearts, which had been dark and despairing.

Because the Demons, who were powerful and invincible in their eyes, were now having their lives harvested effortlessly by the Vice Palace Master, like chopping melons and cutting vegetables.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen's eyes were filled with endless, chilling killing intent. He had only one thought: to kill every single Demon.

If he hadn't returned in time this time, the Heavenly Origin Palace would certainly have ceased to exist, and his father and his beloved women would have died tragically at the hands of the Demons.

If he lost the people he loved the most, even if he gained eternal life, he would not feel the slightest bit of happiness.

Under Yang Lingchen's near-frenzied slaughter, in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the tens of thousands of Demons besieging the Heavenly Origin Palace were all killed cleanly, not one left behind.

Most of these Demons were around the King Realm level. With Yang Lingchen's current overwhelming strength, comparable to the ninth layer of the Saint Realm, killing these Demons was no different from a fierce tiger charging into a flock of weak sheep.

After dealing with the Demons, Yang Lingchen flashed and returned to Heavenly Origin Peak. He quickly took out some top-grade healing pills and distributed them without hesitation to the Heavenly Origin Palace Disciples.

Now that the Demons were rampaging, besides the Heavenly Origin Palace, the rest of the Northern Profound Region had fallen under the brutal rule of the Demons, sinking into endless darkness and suffering.

After handling all the matters, Yang Lingchen straightened his slightly messy clothes and slowly walked toward Dongfang Yunbing and Nangong Yan.

"Father, Binger, Yaner, I'm back!"

Yang Lingchen's voice carried a hint of imperceptible tremor. A year and a half had passed, and he had finally returned to this familiar land and to his loved ones.

"Chener."

"Yang Lingchen."

Dongfang Yunbing and Nangong Yan could no longer suppress the surging emotions in their hearts. Like two nestling swallows returning home, they both threw themselves without hesitation into Yang Lingchen's warm and broad embrace.

Yang Daolin, holding his grandson and granddaughter with a look of loving kindness, watched this incomparably heartwarming scene from the side, his eyes slightly red.

"Lingchen, woo woo... I missed you."

Nangong Yan's eyes were tearful, like pear blossoms touched by rain, and she kept sobbing. Her cries were full of endless longing and grievance.

"Yan Yan, Binger, I'm sorry. I will never leave you again."

Yang Lingchen's voice was extremely hoarse, and his eyes revealed deep guilt and self-reproach toward the two women.

After a long time, Yang Lingchen finally gently released the arms that had been tightly embracing the two women.

"Chener, look, our children are already over half a year old."

Dongfang Yunbing quickly and carefully took the two adorable children, carved from pink jade, from Yang Daolin's hands.

Looking at the two Little Fellows who were as cute as porcelain dolls, Yang Lingchen was uncontrollably excited. He gently picked up one in each arm and eagerly asked, "I'm finally a father! What are the Little Fellows' names?"

"The boy is Yang Yunfeng, and the girl is Yang Yunchan," Dongfang Yunbing said, her face full of happiness, her eyes shining with maternal radiance.

"Yunfeng, Yunchan, those names are wonderful."

Yang Lingchen couldn't help but kiss the delicate faces of the two Little Fellows, his movement as gentle as a spring breeze.

"You scoundrel, you left for over a year, and you still remember how to come back!" Yang Daolin scolded, feigning anger.

At this moment, his eyes were also slightly moist. For over a year, he had worried about his son constantly, afraid that something terrible might have happened to him.

"Father, let's go back to Green Cloud Pavilion first. I have good news to tell you."

Only then did Yang Lingchen remember that his mother and Xiao Qingyun were still inside the haotian jade space.

"Stinky brat, your return is the greatest news possible. What other good news could there be?" Yang Daolin laughed and scolded, though his face was full of anticipation.

The group walked slowly toward the Green Cloud Pavilion, chatting happily and laughing.

"Chener, where have you been this past year? And that vile woman Xiao Qingyun, did she do anything to you?" Dongfang Yunbing frowned slightly, her tone carrying a hint of worry.

"Cough cough..."

Yang Lingchen coughed lightly in embarrassment, looking a bit unnatural. He whispered, "Actually, over the past year, I went to the Central Domain Divine Land and found Mother."

"Chener, what did you say?" Yang Daolin's voice trembled violently, and he seemed to be frozen in place.

"I said I found Mother," Yang Lingchen repeated loudly, his face beaming with a joyful smile.

"Is she... doing well?" Yang Daolin's voice became hoarse and low, and his hands trembled slightly, revealing the extreme excitement in his heart.

"Go ahead and talk to her yourself!"

After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he transferred Su Wanyun out of the haotian jade space. As for Xiao Qingyun and Ouyang Yunmeng, he planned to mention them later.

"Wanyun!"

Seeing his wife after so many years, Yang Daolin's voice became unusually hoarse, as if he had used all his strength. His hands trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and endless longing.

"Daolin."

Su Wanyun called out softly, her voice gentle as water, and then, like a nestling swallow flying into the woods, she threw herself into Yang Daolin's embrace.

Yang Lingchen, holding the two babies, along with Dongfang Yunbing and Nangong Yan, quietly slipped out.

He knew his parents hadn't seen each other for many years and certainly had many intimate things to say. If he, as their son, were present, they might hold back out of reserve.

"Binger, Yaner, there's something I want to tell you."

Yang Lingchen's voice was timid. At this moment, he looked like a child who had done something wrong, lowering his head and daring not to meet the gaze of the two women.

"Did you do something shameful?" Dongfang Yunbing stared straight at Yang Lingchen, her gaze sharp as fire.

"Y-yes... yes...!"

Yang Lingchen's voice was like a mosquito's buzz, so quiet it was almost inaudible. He had always cared deeply for Dongfang Yunbing, and even felt a little henpecked in front of her.

"Speak," Dongfang Yunbing said. Her expression gradually softened, and her tone was no longer so icy.

"Actually, the situation is like this..."

Then Yang Lingchen recounted all the thrilling and breathtaking events he had experienced over the past year and a half, detailing everything.

Yang Lingchen did not want to hide anything from the women he loved. He hoped to gain their understanding and forgiveness.

After hearing Yang Lingchen's legendary experiences over the past year, the two women remained silent for a long time. Especially upon hearing that Xiao Qingyun had resolutely jumped into the abyss to save Yang Lingchen, all their previous resentment toward Xiao Qingyun completely vanished at that moment.

"Where are they now?" Dongfang Yunbing asked slowly after a moment of silence.

"Binger, aren't you angry?" Yang Lingchen looked up, gazing quietly at Dongfang Yunbing, his eyes full of confusion and expectation.

"I'm angry at you, but not at them," Dongfang Yunbing said, letting out a soft sigh.

"Exactly, Lingchen, you playboy," Nangong Yan chided playfully, though there wasn't much blame on her face.

"Aren't you going to let them out? How long are you planning to hide them?" Dongfang Yunbing rolled her eyes at Yang Lingchen.

"Wasn't I afraid you would get angry?"

Yang Lingchen gave an awkward smile, then carefully transferred Xiao Qingyun and Ouyang Yunmeng out of the haotian jade space.

Silence, a deathly silence.

At this moment, the scene was extremely quiet—so quiet you could almost hear a pin drop.

The women stared intently at each other, especially Xiao Qingyun and Dongfang Yunbing. Their eyes met, and invisible sparks seemed to collide in the air.