867: Spacetime Black Hole

Facing the claw shadow reaching towards him, Yang Lingchen glared with wide eyes, gritted his teeth, and swung the undying god king seal. His Immortal Essence Power surged wildly throughout his body. The undying god king seal shone with a dazzling brilliance, and with the force of a thunderbolt, he smashed it fiercely towards Yang Haotian.

"Rumble…!"

A heaven-shaking explosion suddenly erupted in the Void Realm, sounding like the knell of world destruction, causing the entire space to tremble violently.

Yang Lingchen felt an irresistible, powerful force backlash against him. It was as if he had been struck by lightning; his internal organs felt shattered. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Yang Lingchen, you are merely a Reincarnation dao body that I refined. Even if you undergo a thousand lifetimes of Reincarnation, you will never be able to defeat me."

"I advise you not to strike a stone with an egg; doing so will only save you from suffering a bit more."

Yang Haotian's voice was bone-chilling, as if coming from the depths of Hell, filled with endless indifference and mockery.

Despair welled up in Yang Lingchen's heart. Looking at the high and mighty, arrogant Yang Haotian, he knew deep down that with his current strength, it was impossible to escape from the other's grasp.

An endless sense of frustration flooded his heart, yet a glimmer of unyielding light still flickered in Yang Lingchen's eyes.

Just as Yang Lingchen prepared to self-destruct and perish together with Yang Haotian, an aged figure flashed in, appearing beside him like a ghost.

This figure exuded an aura of vicissitudes and mystery, instantly taking Yang Lingchen and vanishing from the spot.

"Gongsun Cang, you are courting death!"

Yang Haotian roared, his voice filled with fury and killing intent. His body was like a bolt of lightning as he immediately gave chase.

The two figures, like streaks of white light, began an epic pursuit through the Void Realm.

Wherever they passed, space shattered and air currents turned chaotic, forming terrifying spatial rifts.

The speed of these two streaks of white light was extreme, seemingly transcending the limits of time and space.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they arrived at the Eastern Immortal Domain.

"Revered Master, can we escape?"

Blood streamed from the corner of Yang Lingchen's mouth, and his face was as pale as paper; it was clear that his injuries were very severe.

He did not expect that in this desperate situation, the one to save him would be his Revered Master, Gongsun Cang.

Yang Lingchen's heart was filled with gratitude and guilt.

"Lingchen, there is only one opportunity before you now, and that is the space-time black hole at the bottom of the Desperate Cliff. I will hold him back for a moment; whether you can enter the space-time black hole depends on your own fate." Gongsun Cang's voice was low but filled with determination.

"Revered Master, what about you?" A trace of worry appeared on Yang Lingchen's face.

No matter what, he could not abandon his Revered Master and flee alone.

In Yang Lingchen's heart, Revered Master Gongsun Cang had always been the person he respected and relied on the most.

"I perished several hundred million years ago. What you see now is merely an energy Clone left behind during my lifetime! As long as I can save your life, what does it matter if this Clone is sacrificed?" Gongsun Cang said while flying at high speed. His tone was calm and composed, having long since disregarded life and death.

Upon hearing this, a look of sorrow appeared on Yang Lingchen's face. Although Gongsun Cang was only an energy Clone, the other was his Revered Master after all, having once provided him with guidance and now saving his life.

"Revered Master, I have been to the bottom of the Desperate Cliff, but I saw nothing inside." Yang Lingchen said, his voice full of confusion.

"At that time, your cultivation level was too low, so the space-time black hole naturally would not open. Now that your cultivation level has reached the Saint Ancestor Realm, as soon as you approach the Desperate Cliff, you will be sucked into the space-time black hole. As for whether you live or die, that depends on your fate."

Gongsun Cang said urgently: "The Desperate Cliff is just ahead. I will hold him here; you must hurry over."

After speaking, Gongsun Cang exerted all his power and threw Yang Lingchen directly towards the Desperate Cliff.

Subsequently, Gongsun Cang burned all the energy within his body, his form radiating intense light, and charged towards Yang Haotian with moves that were almost suicidal.

"Ignorant fool, do you think you can block me with just an energy Clone?"

Yang Haotian roared. He had already seen through Gongsun Cang's purpose. He slammed his right hand down, and a powerful force of Law condensed in the air into a huge flaming palm, which he then slammed heavily towards Gongsun Cang.

"Boom…!"

The collision of the two terrifying energies caused the Void Realm to collapse instantly, with endless flames and energy fluctuations raging outward.

"Boom…!"

After the collision, Gongsun Cang's figure became gradually ethereal, but he did not retreat. He launched another fierce attack, his silhouette appearing so tragic and heroic amidst the light.

"Boom…!"

After the two sides exchanged only three blows, Gongsun Cang's body could no longer withstand the immense power, turning into nothingness and disappearing from this world entirely.

"Revered Master!"

At this moment, Yang Lingchen had already reached the edge of the Desperate Cliff. His eyes brimmed with the blood qi of hatred as he stared coldly at Yang Haotian.

His heart was filled with pain and anger; he wished he could rush up and fight Yang Haotian to the death immediately.

But Yang Lingchen knew that he was still far from being a match for Yang Haotian at this moment.

"Yang Lingchen, you cannot escape."

Yang Haotian snorted coldly. His figure was like a bolt of lightning, instantly rushing towards Yang Lingchen.

He only wanted to capture Yang Lingchen before the space-time black hole opened. If he let the other jump into the Desperate Cliff, all his hard work would go down the drain.

"Yang Haotian, just you wait. One day, I will extract your Soul and refine your spirit, making you taste every cruel torture in the world."

A flash of determination crossed Yang Lingchen's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, his body instantly turned into a blood shadow and rushed rapidly down towards the bottom of the Desperate Cliff.

"You are mad, come back here!" Yang Haotian roared. His phantom claw was ultimately a step too slow, and he could only watch helplessly as Yang Lingchen rushed into the Desperate Cliff.

Yang Haotian gritted his teeth, wanting to jump down, but ultimately held back.

Because once one entered the space-time black hole, it would likely be a situation with ten deaths and no chance of survival. The black Qi at the bottom of the Desperate Cliff alone made him feel terrified, let alone the legendary space-time black hole.

The current Yang Haotian possessed a long lifespan, so naturally, he did not want to entrust his fate to the space-time black hole.

Indeed, the moment Yang Lingchen entered the bottom of the Desperate Cliff, a terrifying suction force instantly dragged him into endless darkness.

That suction force seemed to come from an ancient beast, ruthless and powerful, allowing Yang Lingchen absolutely no room for resistance.

Immediately after, Yang Lingchen felt his body spinning wildly. Countless stars flew past his eyes, lights intersecting, making him dizzy.

At this moment, a terrifying tearing force struck, instantly ripping off his limbs.

"Ahhh…!"

Yang Lingchen let out bursts of painful screams, the sound echoing in the darkness, filled with despair and agony.

Soon his limbs grew back, only to be ripped off again, repeating back and forth like this.

After about a moment, cracks appeared on Yang Lingchen's neck. If this continued, his head would soon be completely separated from his body.

Facing such a perilous situation, Yang Lingchen clutched his neck tightly and then frantically circulated the Undying Golden Body Art.

His Immortal Essence Power surged like a tide, attempting to resist the terrifying tearing force.

At this point, he could only pin all his hope on the final layer of the Undying Golden Body Art. If he could not achieve a Breakthrough to Great Perfection today, his ultimate fate would be to be torn to shreds by this black hole storm.

His limbs were ripped off time and time again, and grew back time and time again, while the cracks on his neck grew larger and larger. The intense pain caused a trace of despair to rise in his heart.

"Crack…!"

"Ahhh…!"

With a crisp sound, Yang Lingchen let out one last painful scream, and immediately after, his head and limbs were instantly ripped off.

"Undying and indestructible, eternally undying."

Yang Lingchen's Soul continued to silently recite the incantation of the Undying Golden Body Art. That was his last hope, the belief that kept him holding on.

He did not know how long had passed; it seemed like endless eons, yet it also felt like a mere instant. When Yang Lingchen's Soul was on the verge of losing consciousness, his head and limbs instantly grew back.

"Finally, Great Perfection!"

A flash of relief crossed Yang Lingchen's eyes. At this moment, his body had finally reached an undying and indestructible state.

He had never expected that in this desperate situation, he could actually achieve a Breakthrough of the Undying Golden Body Art to Great Perfection.

At this moment, the terrifying tearing force finally vanished.

Yang Lingchen let out a soft sigh, and then his whole person fainted.

He was truly too exhausted at this moment. His body being torn apart and regrowing time and time again not only caused him to endure immense pain but also consumed a vast amount of his Immortal Essence Power.

That Yang Lingchen could persist until now was already a Heaven-Defying miracle.