648: A great battle against Yang Tianlang.

"Only trash would be surprised. Yang Tianlang, even if you devoured Lei Zhentian, it won't change the fact that you are destined to die."

Yang Lingchen's eyes revealed monstrous Battle Intent.

Although both of their cultivation levels were at the Fourth Level of the Heavenly Dao Realm, intuition told Yang Lingchen that Yang Tianlang was extremely dangerous.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen's expression was extremely solemn, and he became vigilant.

After all, Yang Tianlang was a dao body of Yang Haotian, just like him, so their Cross-Rank Challenge abilities would naturally not differ much.

Most importantly, Yang Tianlang had already achieved Fusion with a dao body, so Yang Lingchen had no advantage in terms of talent or Cross-Rank Challenge ability.

"What an arrogant Stinky brat. Since you are so presumptuous, let's settle this with our own hands! Let's see who is the ultimate Heaven's Chosen One in this destiny."

A dazzling light suddenly emanated from Yang Tianlang's body. Following this, his body shot out like lightning, unleashing a terrifying Law power into the air.

This Law power condensed into a sharp battle sword in the Void Realm and instantly swept toward Yang Lingchen.

Facing Yang Tianlang's powerful strike, a sharp light flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes. He pushed off the ground, his body soaring out like an eagle. The haotian cudgel in his hand instantly swept out, its fierce staff energy seemingly tearing apart the Void Realm, radiating a chilling coldness.

"Bang!"

The two terrifying energies collided, producing a violent sound. The dreadful Qi waves swept across the entire battlefield, causing the armies on both sides of the fight to be pushed back several kilometers.

"To be able to withstand thirty percent of my power, you have reason to be proud." A hint of arrogance appeared in Yang Tianlang's eyes. "I hope you won't disappoint me in the ensuing battle."

"Yang Tianlang, you really disappointed me. I only used ten percent of my power just now, yet you had to use thirty percent."

The corners of Yang Lingchen's mouth curled up slightly, showing a look of disdain.

Although he said this verbally, he was extremely shocked internally, because he had actually used forty percent of his power in that last strike.

After all, his cultivation level was only at the Early Stage of the Fourth Level of the Heavenly Dao Realm, while Yang Tianlang's cultivation level had already reached the Peak of the Fourth Level of the Heavenly Dao Realm.

Although both were at the Fourth Level of the Heavenly Dao Realm, the gap between the Early Stage and the Peak was enormous, because once the cultivation level reached this Realm, every half-minor Realm increase resulted in a world of difference in strength.

"You ignorant thing. Since you are courting death, I will grant your wish."

A trace of gloominess appeared in Yang Tianlang's eyes. Suddenly, a cold, deathly battle sword appeared in his hand. He slashed it through the air toward Yang Lingchen. The bloodthirsty Sword Qi tore through the sky, causing people to feel fear.

"Yang Tianlang, you're so disrespectful! Later, I'll have Xiao Li properly teach you a lesson!"

Yang Lingchen sneered, violently swinging the haotian cudgel. It carried a terrifying Primeval Aura, aiming straight for Yang Tianlang's head.

Since they were life-and-death enemies, he naturally said whatever was most infuriating. Only when the opponent lost his composure could he find a flaw and defeat him in one blow.

"Little Bastard! Go die!"

Yang Tianlang was completely enraged. Gongsun Li was his mother after all, and being humiliated by Yang Lingchen like this naturally made him unable to calm down.

Yang Lingchen curled his lips into a cold smile. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

The two fought all the way into the depths of the Void Realm, utilizing an endless stream of techniques.

At this time, sparks continuously shot out from the depths of the Void light, and terrifying Qi waves spread continuously throughout the Void Realm.

As the battle continued, a bead of sweat appeared on Yang Lingchen's forehead. Yang Tianlang truly deserved to be called the most outstanding Genius he had ever faced; his Battle Talent and Cross-Rank Challenge ability were in no way inferior to his own.

Meanwhile, the battle below was nearing its end. Under the leadership of the two sisters, Wan Qianqian, the army of the Haotian Immortal Kingdom was continuously defeated and retreated.

Long Qinxue, however, stood suspended in the air, constantly paying attention to Yang Lingchen's battle... In the distant horizon, two stunning figures quietly watched Yang Lingchen fighting in the Void Realm.

"Sister Qingxue, why aren't you helping him?" Su Jinrou asked.

"Now is not the time. If he can't even handle Yang Tianlang, what right does he have to break the shackles of destiny?" Xiao Qingxue said calmly.

"Then when can I see him again?" Su Jinrou asked.

"It's not time for you to meet yet, because soon he will encounter his true Fated Enemy. When that happens, we will naturally fight alongside him," Xiao Qingxue said.

"Who is this true Fated Enemy?" Su Jinrou asked curiously.

"You will know when the time comes." A hint of icy killing intent flashed in Xiao Qingxue's eyes... By this point, Yang Lingchen and Yang Tianlang had exchanged thousands of moves. They fought from the depths of the Void Realm down to the ground, and then from the ground into the forest. Everything in their path was leveled.

After thousands of exchanges, Yang Lingchen gradually accumulated some injuries, while Yang Tianlang slowly took the initiative.

"Little Bastard, let's see how much longer you can last?"

Yang Tianlang's gaze was sinister, and his moves became increasingly fierce.

"Who is the bastard? Don't you know in your heart? Why don't you ask your mother?"

Yang Lingchen coldly shouted, immediately summoning Gongsun Li out. "Xiao Li, shouldn't Yang Tianlang call me Father now?"

"Yes, Master," Gongsun Li replied respectfully.

"Very good."

Yang Lingchen gave a cold smile, then sent Gongsun Li back into the haotian jade space. "Yang Tianlang, did you hear that? Hurry up and call me Father!"

"Little Bastard! I will tear you into ten thousand pieces."

Monstrous killing intent surged in Yang Tianlang's eyes. He lunged through the air, battle sword in hand, instantly charging toward Yang Lingchen. Mid-air, he suddenly launched a Soul Attack.

"Boom...!"

The unprepared Yang Lingchen was instantly hit by the Soul Attack, which invaded his Sea of Consciousness.

Fortunately, Yang Lingchen's Soul Strength was high enough, and he reacted in an instant.

And met the attack with the haotian cudgel in his hand.

The two engaged in fierce combat once more. Yang Lingchen did not use a Soul Martial Skill to counterattack, because the Soul Devouring Slash was his trump card, and he would not use it unless absolutely necessary.

As the battle continued, Yang Tianlang occasionally launched Soul Martial Skills against Yang Lingchen, but Yang Lingchen defused them one by one.

Even so, Yang Lingchen's injuries continued to worsen.

However, he was not anxious at all, because he still had many trump cards.

Just as Yang Tianlang thought victory was within his grasp, Yang Lingchen suddenly launched a Soul Devouring Slash, and then activated his Space Martial Skill, disappearing from the spot immediately.

Facing the Soul Martial Skill suddenly deployed by Yang Lingchen, Yang Tianlang's eyes instantly became momentarily dazed, and Yang Lingchen's sudden disappearance caused a flicker of panic in his heart.

In this moment of crisis, Yang Tianlang quickly gathered a solid Protective Barrier around himself.

"Bang!"

At that moment, Yang Lingchen's Heavenly Fiend Fist instantly slammed into the Protective Barrier covering Yang Tianlang's back.

An incomparably powerful force instantly sent Yang Tianlang flying.

"Stinky brat! You have successfully enraged me."

At this moment, Yang Tianlang went completely berserk. His body gradually began to demonize. His sharp eyes slowly transformed into a pair of savage black pupils, looking terrifying.

"Extraterrestrial Demon Race! I can't believe you actually achieved Fusion with Demon Race Blood."

Yang Lingchen's expression gradually darkened. The Combat Power of the Extraterrestrial Demon Race far surpassed that of ordinary humans, especially a Heaven-Defying Prodigy like Yang Tianlang. If such a person demonized, their Combat Power would multiply.

To be continued...