866: Battle against Yang Haotian

Three thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

After three thousand years of hard cultivation, Yang Lingchen's cultivation level successfully broke through to the third layer of the Saint Ancestor Realm.

At the same time, he had found a lead on the final layer of the Undying Golden Body Art. As long as he had enough time, he was confident he could Cultivate it to Great Perfection.

On this day, Yang Lingchen breathed a light sigh of relief and slowly stood up.

After greeting Ye Mohan, Yang Lingchen left the nine profound exquisite pagoda.

In the following days, Yang Lingchen launched a frantic counterattack against the Tianhao Demon Palace. Any demon cultivator he encountered was captured and thrown into the haotian jade space.

Yang Lingchen's Movement Technique was untraceable, and he never stayed in one place for more than a day... Tianhao Demon Palace.

"Is there any news of Yang Lingchen?" Yang Haotian's voice was incredibly cold, sounding like a messenger from Hell claiming a life.

"Revered Master, there is no news of Yang Lingchen for now. However, something strange has happened recently, and your Disciple suspects it was Yang Lingchen's doing," Baili Jianyun said.

"What is it?" Yang Haotian asked.

"Recently, high-level members of our Demon Palace have been frequently disappearing. This Disciple suspects that Yang Lingchen has abducted them," Baili Jianyun said.

"Spread the word. If Yang Lingchen doesn't appear within a month, everyone related to him will suffer a devastating blow," Yang Haotian said in a cold voice.

Currently, his cultivation level had recovered to the Peak of the Saint Ancestor Realm. Although he had unified the Myriad Heavens Immortal Realm, he desired to pursue an even higher Realm.

Although Saint Ancestor Realm Cultivators possessed long lifespans, it was not true immortality after all, nor did they possess the strength to be the Dominator of the Universe.

Therefore, Yang Haotian was desperate to find Yang Lingchen as soon as possible. Only by devouring Yang Lingchen could he hope to break the shackles of the Universe, reach a higher Realm, and become the true Lord of the Universe.

"Yes, Revered Master," Baili Jianyun replied respectfully and slowly withdrew... That day, after Yang Lingchen ambushed a gathering place of demon cultivators, he suddenly received the news sent out by the Tianhao Demon Palace.

"Yang Haotian, you just wait." Yang Lingchen's voice carried a chill. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.

Yang Lingchen did not lose his cool. He knew that Yang Haotian would definitely set a trap and wait for him to jump in.

But if he were to sit idly by, he would find it very difficult to get past his own conscience.

What Yang Lingchen lacked now was time, but Yang Haotian obviously wouldn't give him time to grow.

After a moment of silence, he ultimately decided to take the risk.

Subsequently, Yang Lingchen entered the haotian jade space and sucked all the demon cultivators he had captured during this period dry, turning them into withered husks.

Having done everything, he began to frantically refine the blood Qi and Soul power within his body.

Yang Lingchen intended to raise his cultivation level to the fourth layer of the Saint Ancestor Realm at the fastest speed possible. Only then would he have a better chance of survival in the upcoming crisis.

Three days later, when Yang Lingchen stepped out of the haotian jade space again, his cultivation had reached the fourth layer of the Saint Ancestor Realm.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen's expression was very solemn. Going to rescue Xia Qingyue and the others this time was definitely a near-death situation for him.

But things had developed to this point, and Yang Lingchen had no other choice because he couldn't just watch his women be killed.

Half a month later, Yang Lingchen quietly arrived at the edge of the Tianhao Demon Palace, looking for an opportunity to sneak inside.

"Yang Lingchen, you've finally appeared."

Just then, a familiar voice drifted into Yang Lingchen's ears from the Void Realm.

Yang Lingchen's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected the other party to discover him so quickly. Immediately, his figure flashed, and he appeared in the Void Realm in an instant.

"Yang Haotian, I'm here. If you're a man, release my women and friends." Yang Lingchen looked at Yang Haotian with cold eyes, pointing the sky-splitting spear directly at him.

"Your friends and women are in my secret treasure space. As long as you can defeat me, you can take them away at any time. If you lose, then obediently undergo Fusion with me!"

A greedy smile curled on the corner of Yang Haotian's mouth; he had waited too long for this day.

As long as he devoured Yang Lingchen, he was certain he could break the shackles of this Universe and become an immortal in the truest sense.

"Yang Haotian, you want to devour me? Don't even think about it."

A hint of disdain showed in Yang Lingchen's eyes. If he truly reached a desperate situation, he would rather choose to self-destruct and perish in body and Soul than choose to undergo Fusion with Yang Haotian.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Lingchen swung the sky-splitting spear violently. An extremely terrifying spear Qi instantly pierced toward Yang Haotian.

At this moment, the entire Void Realm trembled from his spear Qi. The violent energy caused all living creatures within a radius of dozens of miles to collapse onto the ground.

"Gaga...! As expected of my, Yang Haotian's, Reincarnation dao body. In a mere few decades, you've actually reached the Peak of this world." A satisfied smile appeared on Yang Haotian's face.

Because the stronger Yang Lingchen's strength was, the greater the chance he would have of breaking the shackles of the Universe after devouring him.

Facing Yang Lingchen's magnificent spear Qi, Yang Haotian casually struck out with a palm.

Immediately, an extremely terrifying energy condensed into a massive palm print in the Void Realm. This palm print carried a destructive and ancient Aura, instantly blasting Yang Lingchen's spear Qi into nothingness. The powerful energy aftermath, carrying a domineering and boundless Aura, continued to sweep toward Yang Lingchen.

"Boom...!"

With an earth-shattering roar, Yang Lingchen's body was sent flying hundreds of kilometers away.

"Holy shit, how is this old bastard's strength so great?"

Yang Lingchen spat out a mouthful of blood. Several of his ribs were broken on the spot, as if he had been smashed by a heavy hammer. If he hadn't cultivated the Undying Golden Body Art to the Peak stage, this single palm strike would have been enough to smash him into pieces.

Before his body even hit the ground, he turned into a streak of light and sped away into the distance at an incredible speed.

The clash just now had made him deeply realize that he couldn't possibly be Yang Haotian's opponent. If he continued fighting, not only would he fail to save anyone, but he would also lose his own life.

Yang Lingchen was not the kind of simple-minded, impulsive hothead. Since there was no hope, he naturally wouldn't go to his death in vain.

"Yang Lingchen, do you think you can escape?"

Yang Haotian's voice reached his ears again, filled with disdain and provocation, as if he were a cat playing with a mouse.

Yang Lingchen was startled, but he didn't look back. He directly thrust backward with a move called Thunder Piercing the Moon toward Yang Haotian.

This spear strike was magnificent, its sharp spear Qi cutting through the sky as if it were going to pierce through the Void Realm, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Yang Haotian gave a disdainful smile and waved his right hand violently. A terrifying palm print appeared again, pressing down like a small mountain and shattering Yang Lingchen's spear Qi.

At the same time, the overflowing energy condensed into a massive claw shadow in the air, like a fierce beast opening its bloody maw, and clawed toward Yang Lingchen.