309: Refining Battle Clone

Seeing Cang Tianming approach, Yang Lingchen struck directly with his staff; the heaven-reaching staff in his hand carried an incomparably frigid Protective Aura, sweeping toward Cang Tianming with an overwhelming force.

"Bang...!"

With a loud explosion, Yang Lingchen's heaven-reaching staff and Cang Tianming's battle sword collided violently.

Following this intense collision, the fierce and peerless power of the heaven-reaching staff directly knocked the battle sword out of Cang Tianming's hand.

"Boom..."

The fierce staff energy, like a surging giant wave, broke through his defenses and instantly slammed into Cang Tianming's chest.

"Puff...!"

"Ah...!"

Cang Tianming let out a shrill scream, his body flying through the air like a kite with a broken string, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

Afterwards, his body crashed heavily into a distant mountain, and he slid down like a pile of mud, having completely lost his Combat Power.

"How are you so strong?"

Cang Tianming's eyes were filled with an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, he finally deeply realized that Yang Lingchen's powerful Combat Power was by no means just empty boasting.

After defeating Cang Tianming with one move, Yang Lingchen, like an eagle swooping down on its prey, moved like the wind and charged toward the other Phantom God Realm experts of the Lanting Realm.

At this moment, the scene was extremely tragic; wherever Yang Lingchen went, staff energy raged, wild winds howled, and a bloody storm ensued. The heaven-reaching staff seemed to have a life of its own in his hands, and every swing carried endless power that chilled the heart.

In less than a moment, the Peak Phantom God Realm experts of the Lanting Realm had all been beaten by him until they lost their Combat Power.

They were either lying on the ground unable to rise or vomiting blood, with no strength left to fight back.

Under Yang Lingchen's strong leadership, the morale of the Lingchen Divine Kingdom's elites surged suddenly.

Their originally tense nerves relaxed instantly, and their eyes ignited with burning fighting spirit.

Everyone felt as if they had been injected with a powerful force, waving the weapons in their hands, bravely and fearlessly hacking at the enemy.

Soon, the people of the Lanting Realm were killed and defeated, fleeing in all directions in disarray.

Facing the Lanting Realm army fleeing frantically, Yang Lingchen did not choose to continue the pursuit. He knew the principle of not pursuing a desperate enemy, and he had more important things to do.

He gathered the incapacitated Cang Tianming and the ten Peak Phantom God Realm experts together.

Then, he directly used Soul Control and the soul devouring pill to control these ten Peak Phantom God Realm experts.

Thus, the entire upper echelon of the Lanting Realm became slaves under Yang Lingchen.

Yang Lingchen was a person who only valued results, which is why he used such forceful means to firmly keep the Peak experts of the Lanting Realm under his control.

"Cang Tianming, immediately gather everyone from the Lanting Realm and follow me to attack the Tianshui Realm." Yang Lingchen's voice was cold and firm, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, Master."

Cang Tianming replied respectfully; although his heart was filled with unwillingness and humiliation, under the control of the soul devouring pill and the Soul Slave Seal, he could not resist Yang Lingchen's orders at all.

Then, he began to use the sound transmission talisman to gather all the elites of the Lanting Realm.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and a month went by.

Under Yang Lingchen's leadership, the dozen or so Lower Realms surrounding the Lingchen Divine Kingdom were all thoroughly conquered by him with thunderous momentum.

Moreover, the Realm Kings of these dozen or so Lower Realms were all controlled by him using the soul devouring pill and the Soul Slave Seal.

Thus, Yang Lingchen's prestige, like a gale, resounded throughout the entire Tianlin Realm.

No other Lower Realm dared to easily provoke the Lingchen Divine Kingdom again; they all felt deep fear toward Yang Lingchen's powerful martial force and iron-fisted methods.

...

Tianlin Realm, Tianlin City, Grand Elder's Residence.

"Grand Elder, this Yang Lingchen is simply too arrogant; the ten Lower Realms surrounding the Lingchen Divine Kingdom have now all been wiped out by him."

A Realm King from another Lower Realm complained with a face full of anger.

He felt incomparable jealousy and fear regarding Yang Lingchen's rise.

"Indeed, Grand Elder, this brat is truly boundless in his arrogance now."

The steward, Lin Chaonan, echoed in agreement, his face also wearing deep worry.

"Shadow."

Lin Hailong sat on the grand chair, slightly narrowed his eyes, and spoke coldly.

"Master."

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Lin Hailong; this person was the Grand Elder's ace assassin, Shadow.

Shadow's figure was like a ghost, his whole body exuding a chilling Aura, and he often carried out various assassination missions.

"Bring Yang Lingchen back; remember, I want him alive."

Lin Hailong's voice was bone-chillingly cold, and his eyes flashed with a sinister light.

"Yes, Master."

Shadow replied respectfully, then his figure instantly disappeared from where he stood, as if he had never appeared at all.

...

Inside the haotian jade space, Yang Lingchen carefully took out the yin-yang divine crystal.

This yin-yang divine crystal emitted a mysterious and charming light, as if it contained endless power.

He planned to use this yin-yang divine crystal to refine a powerful combat Clone.

Inside this yin-yang divine crystal was the yin-yang divine coffin that had imprisoned him for two years.

Mentioning the yin-yang divine coffin, Yang Lingchen couldn't help but think of that voluptuous, cold-tempered Exquisite Woman.

That period of being trapped, while full of helplessness and suffering, also gave him more time for thought and reflection.

The yin-yang divine crystal was an extremely precious kind of crystal from the depths of the Universe, and it was also an important Material for refining a Clone.

In the current Divine Realm, there were almost no Artifact Refiners who could refine a combat Clone.

Even if someone could refine it, they might not be able to find a yin-yang divine crystal, because something like the yin-yang divine crystal was a Heaven-Defying divine object that was hard to encounter even once in millions of years.

Yang Lingchen took out the black cauldron; the black cauldron was heavy and ancient, exuding a mysterious Aura.

He gently placed the yin-yang divine crystal into the cauldron, then took a deep breath, activated his pill fire, and began to refine his combat Clone.

Under his control, the pill fire burned fiercely, and the temperature inside the black cauldron rose rapidly. Under the scorching high temperature, the yin-yang divine crystal gradually began to change.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and half a month went by.

After half a month of refining, the Clone Yang Lingchen was refining finally reached the most critical moment.

At this time, the yin-yang divine crystal had been completely refined into a human shape, and its appearance was not the slightest bit different from Yang Lingchen.

The only difference was that this Clone did not yet have a Soul and Bloodline.

At this time, Yang Lingchen took the Clone out of the black cauldron, then he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, his expression solemn and focused. He was preparing to channel half of his own Bloodline and Soul into the body of this Clone.

The process of channeling the Bloodline and Soul was extremely painful.

The feeling of the Soul being torn apart and the Bloodline being extracted was like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

But Yang Lingchen gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulged, and sweat fell like rain.

Fortunately, Yang Lingchen, relying on his strong will and tenacious perseverance, managed to hold on.

After about several hours, a Clone that was exactly the same as Yang Lingchen and connected by Bloodline was finally finished being refined.

This combat Clone's cultivation level was only one small Realm lower than his main body. Moreover, this combat Clone also possessed independent thinking ability and consciousness.

Of course, this Clone of Yang Lingchen could not possibly diverge from his main body, because this Clone's Bloodline and Soul both came from Yang Lingchen.

This Clone had one benefit, which was that it did not need to Cultivate; as long as Yang Lingchen's main body's cultivation level went up, the Clone's cultivation level would naturally rise along with it.

With this Clone, Yang Lingchen was equivalent to having an extra life.

At the same time, this Clone could also help him do many things; for example, if he went out to handle matters, he could let the Clone stay in the Lingchen Divine Kingdom to hold the fort.

"Yang Lingchen, is there any difference between this Clone and your main body?"

Just then, Wu Meier and Ye Wushuang walked over, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Ye Wushuang was also looking at Yang Lingchen with an expectant face.

"Theoretically speaking, there is no difference between the two bodies anymore; my cultivation level is only one small Realm lower than the main body."

Yang Lingchen's Clone said with a smile, his voice exactly the same as Yang Lingchen's.

"Then can we take turns more often every month?" Wu Meier smiled charmingly, her eyes carrying a hint of cunning.

"Of course not; he is just a combat Clone with thoughts; that aspect still has to be done by me personally." Yang Lingchen smiled slightly and gently flicked Wu Meier's nose.

Both bodies were his Bloodline and Soul, but in terms of marital life, the Clone did not possess that ability.

Because Yang Lingchen simply did not refine a third leg for the Clone.

Although the Clone and the main body were both his Soul and flesh and blood, in that regard, Yang Lingchen still had a cleanliness fetish, so he did not bestow that ability upon the Clone.

"Yang Lingchen, then can you spend more time with us in the future? Let the Clone do the work of guarding the Lingchen Divine Kingdom!"

Ye Wushuang gently hugged Yang Lingchen's arm, her eyes filled with tenderness and expectation.

"Sister Wushuang, I'm sorry, I will try to spend more time with you all in the future."

Yang Lingchen gently hugged Ye Wushuang, his heart filled with guilt.

Over these past two or three years, he had indeed neglected his women.

Before, inside the yin-yang divine coffin, he had been trapped for more than two years, and apart from that time, he had been leading the Lingchen Divine Kingdom to fight everywhere, and he hadn't really spent much time with his women.

"Enough talk, come back with me." Ye Wushuang scolded coquettishly, pulling Yang Lingchen toward the small bamboo building.

A happy smile appeared on Yang Lingchen's face as he followed Ye Wushuang's footsteps toward the small bamboo building.

Yang Lingchen knew that at this moment, he wanted to give all his tenderness and love to this woman who had always been by his side.