691: Goodbye, Xueying!

"Huang Shengyuan, hand over my disciple, Di Wuye, or we shall fight to the death."

With Di Wuye being snatched away by Huang Tianchi, Mo Jixuan completely descended into madness; he abandoned his fight with Xiao Qingxue and instead attacked Huang Shengyuan with reckless abandon, clearly determined to fight him to the death.

"Heh... heh... heh...! Mo Jixuan, you surely understand the principle that the victor is king and the loser is the villain, right?"

"Your disciple losing to my son was fated; if you want to fight the Huangji Dao Sect to the death, I will accompany you to the end, but I don't have time for you today, so we shall fight another day." Huang Shengyuan let out a series of strange laughs before shouting, "Retreat!"

As Huang Shengyuan's voice faded, the people of the Huangji Dao Sect began to retreat in an orderly manner.

The people of Di Mo Palace, like crazed beasts, followed Mo Jixuan as they wildly pursued the Huangji Dao Sect.

With the retreat of these two major powers, the elites of the Yaochi Divine Dynasty charged directly toward the people of the Haotian Immortal Palace.

Seeing the other two major powers withdraw, Yang Junxi's expression darkened to the extreme, and he roared, "Retreat!"

Things had developed to this point, and he knew very well that it was no longer possible to capture Yang Lingchen.

After all, the Yaochi Divine Dynasty had received many reinforcements; if he didn't leave now, he would likely suffer huge losses.

"Old Scoundrel, if you have any guts, don't run!"

Yang Lingchen roared wildly, brandishing the haotian cudgel in his hand, and charged toward the people of the Haotian Immortal Palace like a tiger descending from a mountain.

At the same time, Liu Xueying, Xiao Qingxue, Lin Shiyin, and the other women also charged toward Yang Junxi immediately.

For a time, miserable cries and wails echoed throughout the scene, and blood stained the entire ground bright red.

Under the encirclement of the Yaochi Divine Dynasty, the Divine Sword Sect, the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the Zombie Puppets, the high-ranking members of the Haotian Immortal Palace suffered heavy casualties, nearly being wiped out.

At this moment, Yang Junxi felt incredibly depressed.

He had originally thought he could take advantage of the situation, but he never expected such a miserable outcome; not only did he fail to gain any advantage, but he also suffered heavy losses. After this battle, the strength of the Haotian Immortal Palace would inevitably decline significantly and completely sink into ruin.

"Father, save me!"

Yang Moye screamed in agony; his arms had been severed on the spot by Yang Lingchen, and he looked at his father, Yang Junxi, in despair.

"Old thing, surrender now, or you will have to watch your son die before you."

Yang Lingchen shouted coldly, the haotian cudgel held directly against Yang Moye's head, as if it would smash down at any moment.

"Stinky brat! I will make you pay back today's debt a hundredfold in the future!" Yang Junxi gritted his teeth, his figure flashed, and he instantly disappeared into the horizon.

He still had many sons; although Yang Moye was very talented, compared to his own life, that was insignificant.

"Don't, don't kill me, I am willing to submit."

Seeing his father flee, the despairing Yang Moye knelt directly on the ground.

At this moment, he had no other choice but to submit.

"Very good, you have made the right choice."

Subsequently, Yang Lingchen planted a Soul Slave Seal deep within Yang Moye's Sea of Consciousness.

Although Yang Moye's arms had been severed, once their cultivation level reached this Realm, regrowing severed limbs was not a difficult task.

After this battle, the ghost soldiers within Yang Lingchen's yellow springs diagram were once again strengthened, and at the same time, Xing Xiyao's injuries within the crystal coffin had also recovered significantly.

The only thing Yang Lingchen regretted was that Di Wuye had been snatched away by Huang Tianchi, which was definitely not good news for him.

Because once Di Wuye was devoured by Huang Tianchi, the entire Realm of the Gods would enter the era of Huang Tianchi.

Huang Tianchi's current cultivation level was at the Peak of the Heavenly Dao Extreme Realm, and his true Combat Power was already comparable to an average Great Perfection of the Heavenly Dao Extreme Realm.

If he were allowed to devour Di Wuye, his strength and talent would be greatly enhanced, and by then, it would be difficult for anyone in the entire Realm of the Gods to be his opponent.

"Bastard, after not seeing you for so many years, your ability to attract bees and butterflies hasn't diminished at all," Liu Xueying said, walking slowly in front of Yang Lingchen with a playful reproach.

"Xueying, it's so good to see you again; let's never be apart again, okay?" Yang Lingchen hugged Liu Xueying tightly and said with deep affection.

The two had met at the Great Yan Academy in the Tianfeng World, journeyed through the Divine Realm, and arrived now at the Realm of the Gods; recalling every little detail of their time together, a happy smile appeared on Yang Lingchen's face.

Although they had been separated many times, Yang Lingchen knew deep down that they would eventually meet again.

"Mm, I won't leave anymore," Liu Xueying said gently, resting her head softly against Yang Lingchen's chest.

Having been separated for so many years, her longing for Yang Lingchen had long since seeped into her bones, and seeing this man who haunted her dreams again, she didn't want to leave him for even a second.

"Ahem!" Lin Shiyin coughed lightly, her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed. "Are you treating us like we're transparent?"

"How could I? Sister Shiyin, thank you." Yang Lingchen gently released Liu Xueying, then walked up to Lin Shiyin and gave her a big hug.

"I thought that in your heart, she was the most important one!" Lin Shiyin said with a coquettish pout.

"In my heart, you are all equally important."

Yang Lingchen walked over to Xiao Qingxue and asked with concern, "Qingxue, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just a bit exhausted," Xiao Qingxue said with a smile.

"Jinrou, how about you?" Yang Lingchen asked, looking at Su Jinrou with concern.

"I'm fine too, go ahead with what you need to do."

Su Jinrou smiled and turned to look at Liu Xueying. "Liu Xueying, it's been over twenty years; I didn't expect to see you here."

"Jinrou?" Liu Xueying's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she immediately said, "Could you be Princess Su Jinrou of the Tianfeng Holy Dynasty?"

"That's right, it's me." Su Jinrou smiled beautifully.

"How did you become so beautiful?" Liu Xueying asked, looking surprised.

She had only met Su Jinrou once, at the God Slaying Palace Ruins in the Tianfeng World.

At that time, Su Jinrou's relationship with Yang Lingchen was not very harmonious, and because of her chubby appearance, she had a slight impression of her.

"I was always beautiful; it was just that something went wrong when I was Cultivating as a child, which is why I looked like that. Later, Yang Lingchen helped me fix it," Su Jinrou explained.

"So that's how it was."

Liu Xueying and Su Jinrou began to chat enthusiastically.

"Muya, Muxue, thank you both as well." Yang Lingchen thanked the two sisters, Lin Muxue and her sister.

"Uncle-in-law, don't be so polite with us; we just came along with our aunt," the two sisters said with dim eyes.

Looking at the many women around Yang Lingchen, a hint of bitterness arose in the hearts of the two sisters, Lin Muxue and her sister.

Subsequently, Yang Lingchen took all the women back to the Yaochi Divine Dynasty.

After this battle, the prestige of the Yaochi Divine Dynasty was thoroughly established.

In the following days, Yang Lingchen focused on Cultivating, and in his spare time, he made time to accompany his women.

What comforted him was that the women got along quite harmoniously, and there was almost no jealousy or fighting among them.

At the same time, Yang Lingchen also took the time to build a Teleportation Array between the Yaochi Divine Dynasty and the Heavenly Dao Alliance to facilitate mutual support between the two major powers.

One day, Yang Lingchen and Lin Shiyin were chatting.

"Lingchen, what do you think of Muxue and Muya?" Lin Shiyin asked softly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yang Lingchen.

"They're quite good, why do you ask?" Yang Lingchen asked in confusion.

"You should know that they really like you," Lin Shiyin said.

"This... what are you trying to say?" Yang Lingchen said awkwardly.

"If you don't mind, just take them in," Lin Shiyin said in a soft, gentle voice.

"What do you mean?" Yang Lingchen looked at Lin Shiyin in surprise and disbelief.

"You don't like them? Then never mind!" Lin Shiyin said.

"You're really not joking?" Yang Lingchen asked cautiously.

"The two of them are in my secret treasure space, already prepared; if you really like them, then I will call them out," Lin Shiyin said seriously.

"Shiyin, you really don't mind?" Yang Lingchen asked.

"What is there to mind? You have so many women, what does it matter if there are two more?" After Lin Shiyin finished speaking, she directly transported the two sisters, Lin Muxue and her sister, out.