158: The terrifying Li Xinyi

Yang Lingchen's face was stern as he resolutely stepped out of Heavenly Origin Palace.

His figure was like a bolt of lightning, galloping towards the Demon Race army.

With his current transcendent strength, ordinary Emperor Realm members of the Demon Race, no matter how many there were, could hardly cause him substantial harm.

However, what truly made Yang Lingchen wary was the supreme commander of this Demon Race army.

When Yang Lingchen's figure appeared above Tianyuan City, a vast, dark mass of demons appeared in the sky in the distance, baring fangs and brandishing claws like a surging black tide, flying towards him with fierce momentum.

"Seeking death."

A chilling, icy cold light flashed through Yang Lingchen's eyes, and his hands danced rapidly, instantly casting over a dozen blazing Fireball Techniques at the demons.

"Boom... boom... boom... boom."

A series of deafening explosions rang out, flames soaring into the sky, and instantly hundreds of demons were smashed to pieces by the Fireball Techniques in this terrifying explosion, not even leaving a trace of debris behind.

This Fireball Technique was something Yang Lingchen had focused on cultivating during his spare time at the Heavenly Emperor Palace a while ago.

This powerful Fireball Technique was mainly used to deal with the siege of low-level Cultivators; he had not expected it to be so useful on such a dangerous battlefield today.

Seeing the Fireball Technique was remarkably effective, Yang Lingchen's figure flashed like a ghost, instantly rushing crazily towards the large group of demons.

At the same time, the Fireball Techniques in his hands were released continuously, like a meteor shower, pouring down.

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

For a time, wails filled the air in the demon camp.

Countless demons were instantly incinerated into ashes by the scorching Fireball Techniques, and a pungent burnt smell permeated the air.

"Brat, you are seeking death."

Just then, an incomparably sharp golden Sword Qi descended from the sky, carrying a terrifying aura that could destroy the heavens and the earth, slashing fiercely towards Yang Lingchen.

"Xiao Hei, it is time for you to take the stage."

A hint of ruthless determination flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes, and he gripped the black cauldron tightly in his right hand, smashing it towards the source of the Sword Qi — Mo Jiang.

"Haha, it is finally my, Xiao Hei's, turn to show off! Master, use force! I want to smash this demon to death."

Xiao Hei shouted excitedly, his voice filled with impatience.

"No problem."

Yang Lingchen steeled his heart, the veins on his arm bulging as he added a bit more strength.

The black cauldron carried the force of ten thousand jun, slamming heavily onto Mo Jiang's battle sword.

"Boom."

A violent collision sound rang out, as if it would shatter this world.

The battle sword in Mo Jiang's hand, under this powerful impact, developed countless dense cracks, as if it would break at any moment.

"What is this thing you have?"

Mo Jiang looked at the black cauldron in Yang Lingchen's hand with shock, his eyes full of disbelief and greed.

"Thing? Your whole family is a thing, Master, smash him to death."

Xiao Hei cursed angrily, his tone filled with rage.

"Die, you demon spawn!"

Yang Lingchen swung his backhand, wielding the black cauldron and smashing it fiercely towards Mo Jiang again.

Seeing Yang Lingchen attacking again, Mo Jiang's eyes flashed with a sharp, fierce light, his figure flashed, turning into a black shadow, quickly avoiding the heavy blow of the black cauldron.

"Brat, I see your strength is not bad; as long as you obediently submit to my Demon Race, I will spare Heavenly Origin Palace?"

Mo Jiang said with a cold, sinister look, trying to threaten and entice Yang Lingchen.

"Retarded thing, I am going to wipe out you trash today."

A thick killing intent hung on the corner of Yang Lingchen's mouth; his right hand wielded the black cauldron, constantly smashing towards Mo Jiang, each strike containing his endless anger.

At the same time, Yang Lingchen's left hand kept releasing Fireball Techniques, repelling the demons trying to get close.

For a time, the other members of the Demon Race did not dare to come and surround Yang Lingchen, because once they touched that scorching Fireball Technique, they would immediately be ruthlessly burned to death, turning into a wisp of green smoke.

Facing the aggressive Yang Lingchen, Mo Jiang was also incomparably depressed.

Because judging from the fierce contact just now, the power of that mysterious black cauldron was far too fierce; he simply had no matching weapon that could withstand it.

For a time, Mo Jiang was smashed by Yang Lingchen until he retreated repeatedly, his footsteps staggering, almost unable to stand firmly.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the black cauldron and Mo Jiang's fist collided again.

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

Mo Jiang let out a miserable scream, his whole body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

His fist was smashed to pieces by the black cauldron on the spot, blood dripping from his entire wrist, staining his clothes bright red.

"Damn it, go to hell!"

Yang Lingchen shouted loudly, his voice resounding through the clouds.

He leapt high, the black cauldron in his hand flashing with a cold light under the sun, carrying the momentum of a landslide, descending from the sky and smashing straight towards Mo Jiang.

Suddenly, Mo Jiang was so scared that his eyeballs were about to pop out; he really did not expect that he, a dignified Demon Race general, would die in the Northern Profound Region where martial arts were backward.

Just when Yang Lingchen's black cauldron was about to smash into Mo Jiang, suddenly a beautiful but cold figure exuding endless chill appeared in front of Mo Jiang like a ghost.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Yang Lingchen only felt an irresistible, powerful force coming, and his whole body flew backward for more than ten kilometers like a cannonball.

"Puff..."

In mid-air, Yang Lingchen vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and the blood mist permeated the air.

Before his figure landed, he hurriedly drove the immortal demon sword, flying towards Heavenly Origin Palace at the fastest speed.

"Hehe... hehe...!"

"Yang Lingchen, where are you trying to go!"

Just then, an incomparably cold, silver bell-like laughter came.

When he heard this laughter, Yang Lingchen felt as if he had heard the voice of the King of Hell coming for his life.

"Damn it."

Yang Lingchen's heart shook, fear instantly spreading throughout his body, and he fled frantically towards the direction of Heavenly Origin Palace.

At this moment, he only regretted that his mother had not given him a few more legs so that he could escape from this terrifying woman faster.

"Hehe... hehe, Yang Lingchen, you cannot run away; even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you cannot escape from my palm."

Not far behind Yang Lingchen, that silver bell-like but venomous laughter came again.

"Damn it, how did that Damn Old Hag Li Xinyi become so terrifying?"

Yang Lingchen was now terrified, big beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

It was mainly because Li Xinyi's casual strike just now was simply too terrifying; it was completely beyond what his current strength could contend with.

He even suspected that Li Xinyi had broken through to the God Entry Realm.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Lingchen desperately rushed into Heavenly Origin Palace, and at the same time, he immediately activated the defensive formation of Heavenly Origin Palace.

"Chener, what is wrong with you?"

Su Wanyun's urgent voice came, her face full of worry and anxiety.

"There is no time, I am taking everyone away now."

Yang Lingchen was burning with anxiety, with no time to explain more.

After speaking, he quickly cast a Divine Ability and took everyone into the haotian jade space.

Subsequently, Yang Lingchen took all the hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Origin Palace Disciples into the haotian jade space without leaving a single one behind.

"Rumble... rumble..."

Following several violent impact sounds, the entire Heavenly Origin Palace was shaking.

Soon, the entire defensive formation completely collapsed under this powerful attack, turning into countless fragments.

"Hehehe..., Yang Lingchen, run!"

Li Xinyi let out a silver bell-like laugh, her eyes filled with infinite venom and the pleasure of revenge.

"Damn Old Hag, have you never seen a man before? Why are you chasing me!"

Yang Lingchen cursed angrily; he dared not stop for a moment, the Phantom Movement Technique was instantly activated, and his whole body turned into a blurry shadow, instantly rushing into the Teleportation Array of the Tianyuan Main Peak.

"Teleportation Array?"

Li Xinyi's eyes sharpened, a flash of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

But she reacted quickly, her figure flashed, and she instantly rushed towards the Teleportation Array.

"Rumble... rumble..."

When Li Xinyi rushed in front of the Teleportation Array, suddenly a violent roar sounded, and then the entire Teleportation Array completely collapsed.

And Yang Lingchen's figure also disappeared into the Teleportation Array at this moment.

"Yang Lingchen, I said, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will trample you to death."

Li Xinyi gritted her teeth, her pitch-black eyes shooting out cold light, as if to freeze this void.

...

Central Domain Divine Land, Southern Wilderness.

Deep in the Cangyun Mountain Range, in a mysterious and quiet cave, Yang Lingchen's figure suddenly appeared in the cave.

"How did that hag become so powerful?"

Yang Lingchen still had lingering fears; his breathing was rapid, and his heartbeat was particularly clear in the silent cave.

He knew how much Li Xinyi hated him; if he fell into Li Xinyi's hands, he would definitely die miserably; he did not even dare to think about such a painful scene.

Yang Lingchen shook his hands, took out a few healing pills exuding a rich medicinal fragrance from his bosom, and swallowed them without hesitation.

The Medicinal Pill melted in his mouth, turning into a warm current that spread rapidly in his body, repairing his severely injured Meridians and internal organs.

His next plan was to go to the Phoenix Divine Dynasty and settle the people of Heavenly Origin Palace properly first.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen already had a firm plan to build his own force, and the Phoenix Divine Dynasty was the best base in his mind.

Yang Lingchen knew well that in this world of the law of the jungle and hidden dangers, only by establishing an incomparably powerful force could he protect the people he wanted to protect.

Now that the Demon Race had emerged, the major forces of the Central Domain were eyeing him covetously, and there was also a terrifying existence like Li Xinyi, threatening his life at all times.

Before these crises arrived, Yang Lingchen had to raise his cultivation level to another level.

Only in this way would Yang Lingchen have enough strength to face all of this and protect the persistence and belief in his heart.