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Beside him, Zhao Shirou pulled on Yang Chen’s sleeve and whispered, “Brother Chen, the Grand Elder of the Wind and Thunder Sect is a Soul Transformation realm cultivator! It’s better not to confront him head-on! Let Li Junfeng have the throne!”

Zhao Shirou’s tone was somewhat worried. Although Brother Chen had extraordinary talent, he was still only at the Late-stage Nascent Soul realm. The Grand Elder was a Soul Transformation realm cultivator and an elder of a top-tier power like the Wind and Thunder Sect. Brother Chen’s identity as the Holy Son of the Xuantian Sect might not matter to him.

“Rou’er, don’t worry!” Yang Chen patted her shoulder, indicating she should be at ease. “The throne belongs to Hao’er, and as his stepfather, I won’t watch my son be bullied by outsiders! Right, Hao’er?”

Yang Chen looked at Li Hao. At this moment, Li Hao’s fists were clenched tightly, his eyes fierce. Damn it, you can be as smug as you want now. Don’t get too carried away.

“It seems the Holy Son is determined to oppose me! In that case, I’ll have to suppress you first! Then, let your master, the Lord of Xuantian Sect, come to Wind and Thunder Sect to ask for you!” As Lei Qianjue finished speaking, a bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky, striking directly at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen’s true energy surged, pushing Zhao Shirou and the group of Liyang Kingdom cultivators away.

“Suppress me? Grand Elder, you are not qualified!” Yang Chen’s eyes were proud. Having reached the Eight stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he also wanted to find an opponent to test his real combat power. He was worried that he might accidentally kill a Nascent Soul cultivator, but Lei Qianjue, being a Soul Transformation realm cultivator, was just right for practice.

Facing the unstoppable purple lightning, Yang Chen threw a punch.

Bang!

A green flame condensed into an ancient green lotus. The Green Lotus Heavenly Flame burned wildly, seeming to incinerate everything. Even the lightning was extinguished in an instant.

“No wonder, it’s the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame! It allows you, a mere Eight stage Nascent Soul realm cultivator, to withstand one of my attacks! But I want to see how many attacks you can take!” Lei Qianjue’s old face showed anger. Failing to injure Yang Chen in one move made him lose face.

Lightning erupted from his body, turning the entire Tianyang Hall into a sea of lightning. Thunder dragons coiled and attacked Yang Chen.

“Bring it on!” Behind Yang Chen, a phantom of a demon god appeared, towering over a hundred feet tall, holding a giant axe, like an ancient demon god opening the heavens. One slash released a murderous aura that surged to the sky.

Boom!

The Tianyang Hall, despite being built by the Liyang imperial family over ten thousand years, couldn’t withstand such an attack. It collapsed instantly. Outside, everyone was trembling with fear.

“Is this the battle of Soul Transformation realm cultivators?”

“The Tianyang Hall turned into ruins!”

“The Holy Son can actually fight a Nascent Soul cultivator!”

“Such talent is monstrous!”

“In the future, the Xuantian Sect will definitely dominate the Northern Spiritual realm again!”

Zhao Shirou’s beautiful eyes were also full of shock. She thought Brother Chen might be able to fight a Soul Transformation realm cultivator when he reached the Tenth stage of the Nascent Soul realm. But now, at the Eighth stage, he could already fight a Soul Transformation realm cultivator. Such talent was unprecedented. She had read many ancient texts, which recorded some peerless geniuses who, relying on their talent, became famous through the ages. But even so, they could only fight Soul Transformation realm cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

But Brother Chen did it at the Eighth stage. With such talent and bloodline, it was no wonder that the fetus in her womb shone with golden light.

“Child, did you see that? That’s your father! You must be as talented as your father!” Zhao Shirou gently stroked her belly, whispering. Her beautiful eyes were full of tender affection as she looked at Yang Chen.

Xu Qingxuan stared at Yang Chen in the sky with an infatuated look, her heart completely conquered by him. Not to mention being a maid, she would be willing to be a slave.

In the field, only Li Hao had a dark face, clenching his fists tightly.

“Damn it!” Li Hao roared, his face twisted.

The Tianyang Hall was the most important palace of the Liyang imperial family. Now it was destroyed. Destroyed was one thing. But his mother and fiancée were looking at Yang Chen with admiration. His mother was pregnant with Yang Chen’s child. Qingxuan had spent two hours alone in a room with Yang Chen.

“Ah! Bitch, two bitches!”

“If this is the limit of the Grand Elder’s strength, it’s better for you to not interfere in Liyang’s affairs!” Yang Chen said coldly after once again breaking the Thunder Dragon.

Bathed in lightning, he looked like a peerless war god. Powerful force surged out, as if to suppress the world!

In the sky, a demonic mountain hovered, seemingly ready to crush down at any moment!

He now had a clear understanding of his combat power.

The Grand Elder of the Wind and Thunder Sect was at the First stage of the Soul Transformation stage. Using the 36 forms of the Heavenly Demon Stone Carving technique, he could fight without losing. This meant that although he was at the Eighth stage of the Nascent Soul stage, his strength was not inferior to the First stage of the Soul Transformation realm. He was quite satisfied with this combat power.

Lei Qianjue’s old face was extremely gloomy.

He, a Soul Transformation cultivator, the most powerful existence in the world, couldn’t gain any advantage over a Nascent Soul junior. If today’s battle were spread, he would become a laughingstock in the Northern Spiritual realm.

“Damn it! This damn junior!” Lei Qianjue’s eyes were dark and full of killing intent.

At the moment he lost focus, Yang Chen had already appeared in front of him.

“Junior, you’re courting death! I am a Thunder Cultivator, and you dare come close to me! You don’t know you’ll die!” Lei Qianjue’s eyes flashed with fierceness. He had the intention to kill.

A Nascent Soul junior who could fight a Soul Transformation cultivator was unprecedented in the Northern Spiritual realm. If this person didn’t die, the Xuantian Sect would surely dominate the Northern Spiritual realm again.

Now, this junior was recklessly approaching him. There wouldn’t be another better opportunity to kill him.