252: Slap in the face

At that moment, a young man dressed in elegant and exquisite white silk robes slowly stood up. He walked over to Yang Lingchen and said coldly,

"Hey, big guy, how did you comprehend this stele inscription?"

Facing the silk-robed youth's question, a sharp cold light flashed through Yang Lingchen's eyes as he spat out two words: "Dumbass!"

Although Yang Lingchen didn't go looking for trouble, he wasn't afraid of it either.

"What audacity! To dare insult me, Xin Mingxuan! Today, no one can save—!"

Whish—!

Before Xin Mingxuan could finish his sentence, Yang Lingchen's immortal demon sword suddenly slashed out fiercely. A terrifying sword shadow carrying a dazzling light cleaved directly toward the top of Xin Mingxuan's head.

As a top expert at the eighth level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, Xin Mingwen never expected that a piece of trash at the eighth level of the Great Emperor Realm would dare to strike first. Moreover, the Sword Qi made him feel the danger of death.

At the critical moment, Xin Mingxuan's body hurriedly performed a pathetic donkey roll on the ground, narrowly avoiding Yang Lingchen's fatal blow.

Swish—!

Right then, Yang Lingchen swung his sword again at Xin Mingxuan. His sword momentum was continuous and exquisite, giving the opponent no chance to rest at all.

"Bastard, This Young Master will cut you into a thousand pieces!"

At this moment, Xin Mingxuan's face was filled with extreme frustration and rage. As a top expert of the eighth level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, being forced to flee frantically by a Great Emperor made him incredibly angry.

What frustrated Xin Mingxuan even more was that this big guy's sword techniques were relentless, slashing at him one after another without giving him a moment to breathe.

Swish... Swish...!

In that moment, Yang Lingchen caught a perfect opportunity and directly severed Xin Mingxuan's arm with a single sword strike.

“Ah... ah... ah...!”

Xin Mingxuan let out an incredibly shrill scream.

Only then did Xin Mingxuan's companions finally react, brandishing their swords and charging toward Yang Lingchen.

Initially, no one had taken Yang Lingchen seriously; after all, he was only in the Great Emperor Realm.

But no one expected this burly man in the Great Emperor Realm to be like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves. In less than a few breaths, he had severed Xin Mingxuan's arm.

By the time they reacted, it was already too late.

Just as Yang Lingchen was prepared to kill Xin Mingxuan in one go, the other Heavenly Emperors had already closed in on him.

Yang Lingchen quickly activated his swift Movement Technique and rushed toward these Heavenly Emperors.

The strength of these Heavenly Emperors ranged from the fifth to the seventh level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.

In a true life-and-death battle, Yang Lingchen wasn't afraid of them. After all, the strongest one, Xin Mingxuan, had already been crippled by his preemptive strike.

Swish... Swish...!

After dozens of exchanges, Yang Lingchen caught a rare opportunity and killed two experts at the fifth level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm in one fell swoop.

At this time, Xin Mingxuan, having regained his composure, held his sword with one hand and charged at Yang Lingchen again.

Even though he had lost an arm, he still possessed a certain amount of combat power.

Currently, Yang Lingchen was facing a simultaneous siege from four people: two at the sixth level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, one at the seventh level, and Xin Mingxuan, the expert at the eighth level.

"Holy crap, does anyone know who this big guy is? This combat power is way too exaggerated and shocking!" an onlooker asked in surprise.

"I don't know him, but this terrifying ability to challenge those at higher realms reminds me of someone," another middle-aged man said.

"Are you talking about Yang Lingchen?"

"Yes. Besides him, I can't think of anyone else whose ability to challenge higher realms is this terrifying."

"The news from the Heavenly Wind Records last month said Yang Lingchen was only at the fifth level of the Great Emperor Realm, wasn't it? This big guy is already at the eighth level, and their appearances are completely different."

The men who had been comprehending the stele inscriptions earlier began to discuss heatedly on the side.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves passed, and for a time, neither side could do anything to the other.

Originally, Yang Lingchen had the chance to kill all of them.

However, these people had also noticed Ye Wushuang, who was comprehending nearby, forcing Yang Lingchen to split his attention and neglect one thing for another.

After a long time, both sides stopped, panting and exhausted, staring at each other with extreme caution.

"Who exactly are you?" Xin Mingxuan looked at Yang Lingchen with eyes as cold as ice.

"I'm your father!" Yang Lingchen said with a cold sneer.

"You're tough, I'll give you that. Once we're out of the God Slaying Palace Ruins, This Young Master will make sure you have no place to be buried!" Xin Mingxuan gritted his teeth, his eyes cold and malicious.

"Coward! If you have the guts, come kill me right now!"

A look of deep disdain flashed through Yang Lingchen's eyes.

"You—!" Xin Mingxuan's face turned livid with rage.

"You what? F*ck you!" Yang Lingchen sneered.

"Young Master Xin, calm down. This guy is likely the top-ranked person on the great emperor ranking list, Yang Lingchen. His battle sword is exactly as described in the Heavenly Wind Records."

The man at the seventh level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm held back Xin Mingxuan, who was on the verge of exploding.

"Little Bastard, so it's you." Xin Mingxuan's eyes were filled with intense fury.

"You idiot. Your strength is nothing special, yet you insist on acting tough everywhere. Now you've had your arm cut off! Let's see if you dare to act tough again!" Yang Lingchen sneered.

"You—!" Xin Mingxuan looked at Yang Lingchen, unable to contain his rage.

"You what? Are we fighting or not? If not, then get the hell out of here," Yang Lingchen said coldly.

"Little Bastard, you wait. My Demon Emperor Palace isn't finished with you."

A look of venomous resentment flashed in Xin Mingxuan's eyes. Then, with a face full of unwillingess, he led the other three away from the scene.

"Fuck, that idiot is finally gone."

Seeing them leave, Yang Lingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly swallowed a supreme grade precious healing pill.

In the battle just now, he had also sustained significant injuries.

After all, the opponent's strength had reached the eighth level of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, and there were several helpers.

If he hadn't struck first and crippled one of Xin Mingxuan's arms, he wouldn't have been able to defeat them.

After taking the healing pill, Yang Lingchen secretly circulated the Divine Origin Power within his body to quickly recover from his injuries while remaining extremely vigilant as he guarded Ye Wushuang's side.

To Yang Lingchen's shock, Ye Wushuang's cultivation level was currently skyrocketing. Originally in the Divine Void Realm, she had now broken through all the way to the Peak of the Divine Martial Realm, just one step away from reaching the Great Emperor Realm.

At that moment, Ye Wushuang opened her eyes and looked at Yang Lingchen with great excitement, saying, "I've reached the Peak of Divine Martial, and many Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills have appeared in my mind!"

"It's good that you broke through. Let's leave quickly!"

After saying this, Yang Lingchen took Ye Wushuang's hand and hurriedly left the Deserted City.

"Yang Lingchen, were you just fighting with someone?" At this point, Ye Wushuang noticed the holes in Yang Lingchen's clothes.

"You could hardly call it a fight; I just dealt with an idiot," Yang Lingchen said nonchalantly.

Ye Wushuang looked at Yang Lingchen with great concern and asked, "You aren't hurt, are you?"

"Do I look like I'm hurt?" Yang Lingchen laughed.

Subsequently, the two of them quickly headed toward the central area of the God Slaying Palace.