561: Battle against the pack of red-eyed demon wolves

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Under Yang Lingchen's guidance, Mu Qingcheng finally reached the Peak Perfection Realm.

She mobilized all the Divine Origin Power within her body and frantically charged toward the barrier of the Spirit God Realm.

Yang Lingchen, who was busy working, was directly shaken aside by her.

Yang Lingchen did not hesitate; feeling the yin essence within his body, he sat cross-legged and began to Cultivate.

As Mu Qingcheng's yin essence was refined, Yang Lingchen's cultivation level quickly rose from the Early Stage of the Ninth Layer of the Myriad Illusions Realm to the Peak, only a step away from the Dominator Realm.

With Yang Lingchen's current cultivation level, it was already very difficult to improve his cultivation level by relying on virgin yin essence.

Unless he encountered virgin yin essence that had been cultivated for millions of years, it would be almost impossible to improve his cultivation level by relying on it.

Yang Lingchen tidied himself up, put on a clean set of clothes, and went outside the cave.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen felt a bit uneasy. He had played too hard just now and had gotten Mu Qingcheng's face dirty; he didn't know if she would teach him a lesson.

About an hour later, Mu Qingcheng walked out of the cave wearing a white gown, her immortal posture ethereal, looking coldly at Yang Lingchen with her beautiful eyes.

"Senior Sister Mu." Yang Lingchen scratched his head and called out awkwardly.

"Does doing that give you a great sense of achievement?" Mu Qingcheng's expression was extremely cold.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away for a moment!" Yang Lingchen lowered his head awkwardly.

"Hmph."

Mu Qingcheng snorted coldly and said, "How do you intend to treat me?"

"Senior Sister Mu, what do you think of me?" Yang Lingchen retorted. Since things had already happened, if she didn't mind, he could take responsibility.

"Your talent is okay, and you aren't unpleasant to look at." Mu Qingcheng pursed her lips gently.

She had a good impression of Yang Lingchen; regardless of his cultivation talent or his appearance, he met her aesthetic standards.

"Qingcheng, since you don't dislike me and we have already had relations, you are my woman from now on." Yang Lingchen gathered his courage and walked slowly toward Mu Qingcheng.

"What about Hanyan? How do you plan to explain things to her?" Seeing Yang Lingchen walking toward her, Mu Qingcheng did not dodge but looked straight at him.

"You are both my women, and I will not give up on either of you." Yang Lingchen hugged Mu Qingcheng and said seriously.

"You have quite a few women, don't you?" Mu Qingcheng said coldly.

"That's not true." Yang Lingchen coughed dryly.

"Then let me ask you, where did you learn those tricks?" Mu Qingcheng cast a cold glance at Yang Lingchen.

"I am a Genius; I am self-taught." Yang Lingchen smiled awkwardly.

"I can't be bothered with you, but if you dare to betray me, I will castrate you." Mu Qingcheng reached out with her jade hand and grabbed Yang Lingchen's vitals.

"Qingcheng, how could I bear to betray you?" Yang Lingchen patted Mu Qingcheng's back gently and said, "Let's go quickly and try to hunt more Phantom Beasts."

"Mm...!"

Mu Qingcheng nodded slightly. Since things had reached this point, she had no choice, and she did have feelings for Yang Lingchen.

Afterward, the two left the cave and began their training mode in the East Saint Secret Realm.

Because Mu Qingcheng's strength had already reached the Spirit God Realm, they did not encounter any danger along the way.

"Qingcheng, I want to train alone for a while. Shall we meet at the exit when the time comes?" Yang Lingchen said.

He wanted the kind of life-and-death training, and with Mu Qingcheng by his side, he had no opportunity to temper himself.

Because any stronger Phantom Beast they encountered was resolved by Mu Qingcheng, and he couldn't feel any crisis from the weaker ones; such training was worthless to him.

"Then be careful." A trace of concern appeared on Mu Qingcheng's face; she understood Yang Lingchen's thoughts.

Although they were safer together, they had come for training after all; if they were always stuck together, the meaning of the training would be lost.

Afterward, the two found a cave, spent two hours together, and then went their separate ways to train.

In the following days, Yang Lingchen was constantly fighting against Phantom Beasts, even nearly losing his life several times.

However, he polished his cultivation level to be more rounded because of it, and now he was only one opportunity away from breaking through to the Dominator Realm.

One day, while passing through a jungle, two familiar figures suddenly darted out from the front. These two figures were panicked, and behind them followed a pack of ferocious Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves.

"Brother Mu, Brother Tan." Yang Lingchen looked closely and discovered that these two were Mu Tiance and Tan Little Fatty.

After this period of training, both of their cultivation levels had reached the Third Layer of the Sovereign Realm, showing that they had gained quite a lot of benefits during this time.

"Brother Ling, run!" Mu Tiance and Tan Little Fatty shouted loudly in a hurry.

"Are they that scary? They are just a pack of beasts; we can just wipe them out." Yang Lingchen's eyes were filled with monstrous Battle Intent.

The cultivation levels of these Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves were generally around the sixth layer of the Dominator Realm, so Yang Lingchen did not intend to run, as this was the best training opportunity for him.

"No way? Brother Ling, there are thousands of these Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves. Are you sure we can kill them all?"

Seeing that Yang Lingchen had no intention of running, Mu Tiance and Tan Little Fatty also stopped.

"Whether we can kill them all or not, we'll only know after we try! If you are afraid, just leave first; I will hold them off for you."

Yang Lingchen drew his dragon que sword and charged directly toward the Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves.

"Little Fatty, Brother Ling isn't afraid, so what the hell are we afraid of?" Mu Tiance gritted his teeth, waved his battle sword, and charged as well.

"Damn, if you guys aren't afraid, what is there for me, Tan Little Fatty, to be afraid of?"

Tan Little Fatty roared and rushed up, brandishing his battle saber.

Everyone was a young person; if you aren't afraid, why should I be?

After rushing into the wolf pack, Yang Lingchen immediately entered slaughter mode. Wielding the black cauldron in his left hand and the God Slaying Sword Art in his right, waves of cauldron energy and Sword Qi constantly ravaged the wolf pack.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen was like an tireless killing machine; wherever he went, rivers of blood flowed, and severed limbs flew everywhere.

Seeing Yang Lingchen so valiant, Tan Little Fatty and Mu Tiance also felt their blood boiling; after all, they were all hot-blooded youths.

Under the crazy slaughter of the three, the Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves were forced to retreat repeatedly. These Yao Beast packs were like this: the more you feared them, the more aggressive they became, but the more brutal you were, the more they would fear you.

"Awoo... Awoo... Awoo...!"

Just then, a huge alpha wolf came galloping from a distance.

With the addition of this giant wolf, the Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves on the scene instantly seemed like they had been injected with adrenaline, frantically rushing toward Yang Lingchen and the others.

"It seems this guy is the Wolf King."

Yang Lingchen's eyes were filled with monstrous Battle Intent.

Killing these low-level Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves no longer held much of a challenge for him. Since the Wolf King had arrived, he naturally had to challenge it.

"Brother Ling, the Wolf King is here. Should we retreat?" Mu Tiance asked nervously.

"Don't be afraid. Leave the Wolf King to me. You just need to deal with those wolf cubs. Once I take care of the Wolf King, I will come to support you."

After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he took the lead and charged toward the Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves.

"Human brat, you have a lot of nerve to dare to slaughter my clansmen."

The Wolf King let out a long howl and leaped into the air. Its giant claws, like steel, brought with them an afterimage as it swiped toward Yang Lingchen.

There was no fear in Yang Lingchen's eyes; he put away the weapons in his hands and swung his fists to meet the opponent.

Since he wanted to hone his actual combat skills, the best way was close-quarters combat.

This Wolf King's strength was only at the Eighth Layer of the Dominator Realm and could not yet threaten Yang Lingchen, so he intended to fight it by clashing with his Physical Body directly, to see if he could take this opportunity to upgrade his Physical Body another level.

"Bang... Bang... Bang...!"

The sound of fists hitting flesh rang out. Once the two sides clashed, they fell into a stalemate.

The Wolf King's claws were very sharp and possessed infinite strength, while Yang Lingchen's Movement Technique was agile, and his power was also invincible within the same Realm.

Following bursts of intense collisions, Yang Lingchen gradually gained the upper hand. Each of his punches and palms could blast the Wolf King back repeatedly.