250: Are you from the realm of gods?

"Stinky brat, since you want to seek death, This Young Master will fulfill your wish."

A flash of sinister intent crossed Zhang Jike's narrow eyes. He swung his long spear and lunged fiercely toward Yang Lingchen in an instant.

"Bastard, watch out!" Liu Xueying warned anxiously.

"Don't worry, he's just a dead dog; I'll finish him off in a minute."

After saying this, Yang Lingchen's immortal demon sword shone with a brilliant radiance, carrying an incomparably sharp Sword Qi as it slashed toward Zhang Jike's neck.

At the same time, Yang Lingchen's Soul unleashed a Soul Devouring Slash instantly.

"Boom... Boom... Boom...!"

As the Soul Devouring Slash struck his Divine Soul, Zhang Jike's eyes glazed over for a moment, and his movements paused briefly.

"Swish... Swish... Swish..."

The Wusheng Sword Qi, carrying a dazzling and brilliant light, flashed past Zhang Jike's neck in an instant.

"No... how could I... die... here..."

A look of unwillingness flashed across Zhang Jike's eyes, filled with disbelief and despair, before his pupils dilated and he slowly collapsed.

He truly never expected that he would die at the hands of someone in the Great Emperor Realm.

"Wow! Boss, this is way too exaggerated!" Nan Ying stared at Yang Lingchen, dumbfounded, his mouth wide open and unable to close for a long time.

This was the previous Saint of the Carefree Palace, the Spear King Zhang Jike! Was he really insta-killed just like that?

"Rustle... rustle... rustle..."

Just then, a rustling sound came from the distance, and then several figures with powerful auras suddenly appeared on the scene.

"Daring to kill someone from my Carefree Palace, who did this?"

An old man in black robes with sinister eyes looked coldly at the three of them, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through one's Soul, making people shudder.

"N-no, it wasn't us, Senior. We also just heard the sound and happened to arrive," Yang Lingchen hurriedly explained, his face full of panic.

"Elder Yan, I don't think they did it either! With their cultivation level, even if they were tied together, it would be impossible for them to kill Zhang Jike."

Another middle-aged man said, his gaze sweeping over the three of them with a scrutinizing look.

The old man in black pondered for a moment and said coldly, "Did you see who did it?"

"It was done by an old man beside Yan Tiannan," Yang Lingchen said without hesitation, his eyes showing no sign of panic.

"Firmament Sacred Land?"

The old man in black frowned and said coldly, "Brat, do you know how serious the consequences of deceiving this seat are?"

"Senior, even if you gave this Junior ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare to deceive you in front of you!" Yang Lingchen said respectfully, his attitude extremely humble.

"Which faction are you Disciples of?" the old man in black asked coldly, his voice full of pressure.

"This Junior is from the Haoyue Demon Palace," Yang Lingchen said, his voice steady.

"Get lost! This God Slaying Palace Ruins has been sealed off by my Carefree Palace. Any outside faction that dares to break in will be killed without mercy."

The old man in black's tone was extremely cold, like a chilling wind from the Nine Nether Abyss. If it weren't for his concern about the Haoyue Demon Palace, he would have already killed the three Little Fellows before him.

"Yes, this Junior will take his leave." After saying this, Yang Lingchen turned around, held the injured Liu Xueying, and prepared to slip away.

"Stop."

Just as Yang Lingchen lifted his foot, the middle-aged man called out to him.

"Senior, is there anything else you need?" Yang Lingchen said, his expression very calm.

"What is your name?" the middle-aged man asked.

"This humble one is Dao Lang, Nan Ying," Yang Lingchen said.

As soon as Yang Lingchen finished speaking, Nan Ying was dumbfounded, secretly thinking, "Damn, you are Nan Ying, then who am I?"

"You are lying. Legend has it that Nan Ying of the Haoyue Demon Palace has long since broken through to the Heavenly Emperor Realm, while you are only at the seventh level of the Great Emperor Realm. Speak, who exactly are you?" the middle-aged man said coldly, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Sigh! This Junior recently had some trouble with my Cultivation Technique, which caused my cultivation level to regress to the Great Emperor Realm." Yang Lingchen showed a sorrowful expression and sighed, looking as if he had truly suffered a huge setback.

"Go!" the middle-aged man frowned and said.

"This Junior takes his leave!"

Yang Lingchen cupped his hands, then took Liu Xueying and flew into the distance, with Nan Ying following closely behind.

"Hong Ming, do you think that brat looks a bit familiar?" another Scar-faced Man asked.

"He does look familiar, but I can't recall where I've seen him for a moment," the middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, his brows furrowed.

"I remember now, he is Yang Lingchen. I have seen his portrait in the tianfeng records. Zhang Jike must have been killed by him," the Scar-faced Man said with a sudden realization, his face showing an angry expression.

"Right, Yang Lingchen, that's him." The middle-aged man also remembered at this time, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"Trash, chase him." Elder Yan snorted coldly and was the first to give chase.

...

Yang Lingchen and the others had by now circled a large loop and continued to head toward the direction of the ruins.

"Boss, you are too awesome! You really played those idiots for fools."

Nan Ying laughed. At this moment, he was thoroughly convinced by Yang Lingchen, his face filled with admiration.

"We still can't be careless. Those guys have likely already discovered my identity," Yang Lingchen said in a deep voice, his expression serious.

"By the way, Nan Ying, do you know where the location of those ruins is?" Yang Lingchen continued to ask, his gaze revealing urgency.

"It's not far now. It's said to be in that canyon ahead," Nan Ying said, pointing to the canyon in front, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Hmm! Then let's hurry."

Yang Lingchen nodded and continued, "Xueying, where have you been during this time? I couldn't find you when I went back to the academy last time."

"I've been training everywhere! Why are you looking for me?" Liu Xueying said coquettishly, with a hint of playfulness on her face.

"How exactly do you Cultivate? How did you break through so fast?" Yang Lingchen asked curiously, his eyes full of confusion.

Yang Lingchen was also very curious about Liu Xueying's cultivation speed. It had only been a few months, and she had actually broken through to the eighth level of the Great Emperor Realm.

"This Young Lady is a Goddess descended to the mortal world. How can a mere mortal like you understand my cultivation speed?" Liu Xueying said with a proud expression, her chin slightly raised.

Just at this moment, Yang Lingchen sensed several powerful auras chasing toward them.

"Not good, those idiots are chasing us. Nan Ying, let's split up and escape."

After speaking, Yang Lingchen grabbed Liu Xueying and dashed into the dense forest.

Nan Ying's reaction was not slow either; he leaped and dashed directly into the bushes on the other side.

Less than two breaths after the three of them disappeared, four figures suddenly landed at the spot where Yang Lingchen had previously been.

"They haven't been gone long. Everyone, split up and pursue!" the black-robed old man called Elder Yan said coldly, his voice filled with anger.

Although Yang Lingchen was holding Liu Xueying, his speed remained very fast.

At this moment, his target was very clear: that canyon ahead.

While running wildly, Yang Lingchen changed his appearance, and soon he transformed into the likeness of a burly man.

"Bastard, why did you become so ugly?"

Being held by such a burly man, Liu Xueying looked displeased, her brows tightly furrowed.

"Young Miss, we are escaping for our lives! Do you know any disguise or bone-shrinking techniques? If you don't, I'll give you a makeover in a moment," Yang Lingchen said, his tone urgent.

"Of course This Young Lady knows how. With your street-trash Shapeshifting Technique, do you think you're the only one who knows it?"

Liu Xueying looked disdainful, then her figure suddenly changed, and she transformed directly into the appearance of a middle-aged beautiful woman.

"Xueying, do you come from the Divine Realm?"

Yang Lingchen was shocked; he hadn't expected that Liu Xueying would also know the Shapeshifting Technique.

One must know that even in the Divine Realm, the Shapeshifting Technique is a very rare Cultivation Technique, and ordinary people cannot possibly know it.