Chapter 292: A Fierce Strike

"Damn it!" In the void, Long Yang was utterly miserable, old skin peeling off his face in strips, revealing patches of flesh and blood. He was extremely weak, coughing up threads of blood.

"It seems there's no small hatred between them." Dan Lao murmured, a hint of surprise in his eyes. His gaze swept over Long Yang's body, and he couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Yang Xiao sneered repeatedly. Though greatly depleted, he harbored a murderous intent to slay him, operating the incomplete killing formation to its extreme, the heavy fire domain raging wildly.

Long Yang's eyes were wide with rage, bloodshot, surging with immense hatred. His hair was burned away, his old face terrifyingly hideous; he was nearly burned into a human stump.

At that moment, Long Yang let out a凄厉 roar. He suddenly spat out several mouthfuls of essence blood. The dim Candle Blood Demon Mirror instantly blazed, emitting terrifying energy fluctuations, layers of black mist surging wildly.

"Open!" Long Yang roared, his face hideously ferocious. The blood-patterned cauldron that had been suppressing the Candle Blood Demon Mirror suddenly shook violently, sent flying by this immense force.

"Roar... Go, old man!" Long Yang bellowed, the sky trembling. The sea of fire around him shuddered, suddenly erupting with a shocking current of air, heavy black mist madly sweeping away.

Long Yang spat out several more mouthfuls of essence blood, his entire body shriveling beyond recognition. But heaven helps those who help themselves; he used the demon mirror to open a passage through the fire domain and fled madly downward.

"Get lost!" Yang Xiao roared in anger, hurling the Azure Flame Heavenly Fire with force. He executed a supreme technique, the dan fire leaping through the void, striking toward Long Yang's back.

Chi chi! His robes were instantly ignited, revealing a pitch-black battle armor. But it didn't hold for long before cracking, shattered in the void by the terrifying power of the Azure Flame Heavenly Fire.

Long Yang was filled with hatred, nearly meeting his end here. He shed the pitch-black battle armor and fled madly toward the ten-thousand-zhang demon cave.

"Bastard!" Seeing Long Yang fleeing like a madman, Yang Xiao's eyes showed a hint of helplessness. He was a soul body, and below was the demon cave. If he entered, even with his heavenly fire, he might never come out.

"So it is him!" Seeing Long Yang's appearance, Yang Ba's face suddenly turned icy cold, a mad murderous intent seeping out.

The fall of an Emperor realm expert drew the attention of the Dan Valley's strong. Many wanted to pursue but gave up; that was the ten-thousand-zhang demon cave, and they dared not venture in lightly.

"Long Yang, you old dog!" Yang Tian's fists crackled as he clenched them, his icy eyes fixed on him, a terrifying killing intent leaking out.

"What is this guy up to?" Shangguan Hao's pupils contracted slightly, a look of horror appearing in his eyes. At this moment, Yang Tian was like a peerless fierce beast, not to be looked at directly.

"Little brother, what's wrong?" Xiao Xiao stared with bright, big eyes, muttering to herself. But Yang Tian's appearance made her afraid to approach and ask.

All this happened in an instant. Yang Tian's eyes flickered with immense killing intent, the divine light in his gaze shocking. This was a rare opportunity for assassination. Though risky, Yang Tian could no longer hold back.

The two brothers hesitated for only a breath, then burst into the void. Yang Ba was very fast, holding the Five-Colored Divine Spear. He was already a War Emperor, having mastered the power of the void.

"Little brother, leave him to me. You go back quickly." Yang Ba appeared in the void. Sensing Yang Tian also charging over, he immediately transmitted a low shout and madly rushed forward.

"Father and son fight together, brothers hunt tigers together. How could I be absent?" Shaking his head slightly, Yang Tian's speed did not diminish in the slightest, executing the Eight Desolate Steps to their extreme.

"Such familiar steps?" At this moment, Qin Shi noticed Yang Tian's footwork, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He always felt he had seen this technique somewhere before.

"Damn it, what is he doing?" Yuan Xia's beautiful eyes narrowed at Yang Tian's actions, her teeth biting her red lips. But she felt a sense of powerlessness; the cultivator before her was too strong, and she couldn't break free.

"Damn it!" Xinghao and the others were furious, their eyes nearly splitting. Without hesitation, they stretched their bodies, like young rocs, and shot violently toward the demon cave ahead.

"Wow, little brother is so fast." Xiaoxiao's eyes sparkled, revealing two dimples as she spoke.

Swish, swish! The juniors surged into the demon cave, catching the attention of the clan elders, who wondered inwardly what madness had seized these brats.

"Longyang, you old dog, today you pay with your life!" In the span of a breath, Yang Ba appeared before Longyang, a ferocious grin flashing in his eyes.

"You... you are..." Longyang's body was extremely weak, nearly burned to a stump. The killing intent emanating from the man before him made his very soul tremble.

Chi! Yang Ba wasted no words. He could sense how terrifying the demon cave below was. Wielding his divine spear, he swung it, spouting dreadful divine light. His spear thrust like a dragon, pouring out waves of purple radiance that struck heavily at Longyang's head.

"You seek death!" Longyang let out a凄厉 roar. An emperor being assassinated by a war emperor filled him with blazing rage. The Blood-Candle Demon Mirror instantly appeared in his hand, smashing fiercely against the spear shaft.

Bang! A clangorous sonic boom. The void trembled violently. Yang Ba's mouth twitched as he felt a terrifying force crush his entire body, though the spear shaft did not slip from his grip.

"Cough... cough..." Longyang coughed up blood, his whole body utterly weak. That last strike had used all his strength, and his entire arm trembled.

Yet, leveraging the impact, Longyang's descent speed surged. His face twisted ferociously, his eyes filled with icy killing intent, as if he had recognized Yang Ba's identity.

"Damn it..." The peerless strike failed. Yang Ba's body stiffened slightly as he saw the figure plunge madly into the demon cave.

Though the surrounding demonic energy was suppressed by a flawed formation, the layers of demonic mist seeping out made one's heart tremble, and the resistance below was immense.

"Big brother, help me!" At that moment, Yang Tian rushed over, bellowing angrily. Gazing at the sky, a full three to four thousand zhang high, Yang Tian's body bent sharply, and his strength surged wildly.

Bang! His foot stamped violently, and the earth exploded with a thunderous roar. The ground beneath his feet suddenly split into countless cracks, spreading rapidly in all directions, extending infinitely.

Vast stretches of land cracked, raising a cloud of dust. Yang Tian's body shot up like a cannonball, charging madly into the high sky. His blood energy surged to the heavens, breaking through layers of mist.

"What terrifying leg strength!" A powerful expert's heart tightened. His incredulous eyes scanned the figure in the void, his mind trembling.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a stretch of mountain terrain below collapsed, boulders flying through the air—a truly astonishing scene.

All the experts were deeply shocked. This champion of the Alchemy Conference, whose cultivation had not yet reached the War King realm, possessed leg strength so fearsome it made hearts quake, splitting the ground apart.

"No wonder Elder Gu took him as his disciple—his physical body is so terrifying." The Alchemy Sect was also astonished, now apparently believing Yang Tian's earlier wild talk.

"Wow..." Qing Yuan and the others halted, gazing at the figure in the void, unable to help licking their dry lips. At this height, they could barely ascend.

"Good!" In the void, Yang Ba's figure appeared before Yang Tian. With Yang Tian's Chaotic Divine Physique, the surrounding demonic energy might not suppress his attacks.

Yang Tian's foot planted on Yang Ba's shoulder. His gaze was chillingly cold. A hazy small sword appeared in his brow, wrapped in chaotic light, indistinct and unclear.

"Kill!" Yang Tian roared, his black hair wildly dancing. Blood energy surged within him, rushing out to converge above his head into a river of blood, raising a great wind, surging forth with terrifying ferocity.

Divine light blazed, striking the high sky as if to shake the void itself, like crashing waves, rumbling thunderously. For the first time since breaking through to the Embryo Realm, Yang Tian poured out all his foundations, striking with overwhelming force.