Chapter 394 Lin Yuan

Inside a pitch-black iron cage, a middle-aged man was imprisoned. He wore a somewhat disheveled blue robe, standing upright in the cell. His face was pale, but he showed no trace of fear; a look of determination gleamed in his eyes.

This was Lin Yuan. He had already resigned himself to death. He knew clearly how powerful the person who had acted that day was—someone even the Qingyang Empire could not stop—and he also knew why they had captured him.

"Father!" Looking at the man in the cage, Yang Tian clenched his fists slightly, struggling to control himself. After years away from home, this was the first time he had seen Lin Yuan, and his eyes were reddened.

Yang Tian felt immense grief, blaming himself for being useless, otherwise Lin Yuan would not have suffered. At that moment, his usually calm heart was completely shrouded in killing intent.

"Xiao Tian..." Lin Yuan's gaze shifted slightly. When he noticed the young man in front, his arm trembled slightly as he murmured.

But at this moment, pride rose in Lin Yuan's heart. He knew all of Yang Tian's achievements over the years; Yang Tian was a brilliant rising star in the Eastern Continent, already ascending.

Just as he had foreseen: Kuangyun City could not contain this figure. Yang Tian's journey would surely stir the winds and clouds of the Eastern Continent.

Only through the baptism of blood and fire can a young eagle grow strong wings to soar through the sky and fly high above the nine heavens!

"It was your father who harmed you..." Sighing softly, Lin Yuan's eyes swept around, a fierce killing intent appearing on his face. He seemed to have aged decades in an instant.

In his heart, Yang Tian's arrival was no surprise. Lin Yuan also lamented his own low cultivation level; his entire body was restrained, unable to move an inch, and even speaking was extremely difficult.

"So? Is this gift enough?" At that moment, the black-clad youth sneered, his cold eyes scanning Yang Tian's face, a sinister smile curling on his lips as he snorted.

Hearing this, Yang Tian slowly turned his head, looking at the black-clad youth on the high platform, and said calmly, "I have already experienced how the Heavenly Dao Alliance operates. You cannot afford to lose."

As these words fell, the crowd grew somewhat noisy. In the past, Yang Tian had defeated Tian Xin, only to be ambushed by the Heavenly Dao Alliance's experts. Now, allying with the Li family, it was clear what kind of methods they employed.

"Whether we can afford to lose or not, that's not for you to decide now!" The black-clad youth shook his head slightly, as if victory was already in his grasp, a confident smile on his face.

"You are quite confident. It seems the Heavenly Dao Alliance has grown accustomed to going back on their word. Before even losing, you already act like tyrants. If you threaten me with my loved ones, then I have no choice but to agree."

After a moment of silence, Yang Tian looked at the two elders on the high platform, his sarcastic voice slowly echoing through the arena.

"Young friend Yang Tian, why waste words? If you can defeat him, you may take your foster father away." An elder on the high platform said with a faint smile.

"Then I thank these seniors." Pursing his lips, Yang Tian gave a brilliant smile. His gaze shifted to the rear, as if waiting for someone.

At that moment, many followed Yang Tian's gaze toward the distant figure that had suddenly appeared, a hint of confusion in their eyes.

Yang Ba walked slowly. His aura was steady, without any leakage, his spirit and energy having undergone earth-shaking changes. A faint rosy glow swirled around his forehead.

He exuded an affable aura that made people want to approach him. Yang Ba's cultivation was no longer comparable to what it had been a few days ago; it was extremely formidable.

"A mere initial-stage War Emperor? For my brother's current cultivation, capturing him is as easy as reaching into one's pocket." Glancing at the black-clad youth in the sky, Yang Tian couldn't help but smile.

They never imagined that in just a year or two, Yang Ba's cultivation would undergo a great transformation, even obtaining immense fortune, with terrifying combat power.

"It hasn't been long since we last saw him, and Yang Ba's cultivation has become so powerful!" Fatty scratched his messy hair, looking at Yang Ba's body with surprise.

"His aura is somewhat peculiar; he must have undergone a baptism by a precious treasure." Xiao Ji nodded, speaking with certainty.

"If that's the case, it's no ordinary treasure. His physical body seems restrained, with no aura leaking out—truly strange." Fatty agreed, grinning.

Yang Ba walked slowly, his speed very fast; with each step, he covered dozens of zhang. At that moment, his gaze fell on Lin Yuan, a faint killing intent flashing in his eyes.

On the high platform, the black-clad youth's face turned cold. He could not see through Yang Ba's cultivation.

Even Yang Ba's walking gave the black-clad youth a mental pressure.

After a brief silence, a look of displeasure appeared in the black-clad youth's eyes. He clenched his fists and roared inwardly, "I, Tian Wei, will slay him today and wash away the Heavenly Dao Alliance's humiliation!"

Whoosh! Tian Wei's figure moved instantly, the void twisting slightly. He appeared on the battle platform, his control over the void such that even veteran War Emperors would admit inferiority.

"It seems this will be a real dragon-and-tiger fight." Many veteran figures spoke, looking forward to this battle. Many powerful figures in the Eastern Continent naturally hoped Yang Ba would dampen the Heavenly Dao Alliance's arrogance.

Appearing on the battle platform, Yang Ba's gaze fell on Tian Wei, a smile appearing on his face. Even without that great fortune, he could defeat someone who had just entered the War Emperor realm.

"Kid, tell Yang Tian to prepare a coffin for you!" The two were very close. Tian Wei saw the smile on Yang Ba's face, his expression darkening as he sneered.

"Who will prepare a coffin for whom? It's still too early for you to draw conclusions." Yang Ba shook his head slightly, smiling faintly.

Boom! Without further ado, Tian Wei struck fiercely. His hand instantly formed a claw, strange black light surging from his fingertips. With a loud rumble from his palm, the surroundings shook.

Tian Wei's body instantly appeared before Yang Ba, his claw reaching heavily for Yang Ba's head. The flickering black light burst forth like surging waves.

Suddenly, Yang Ba's arm lifted slightly, a surge of purple glow flowing over his palm. His entire hand turned jade-like, translucent, as powerful blood energy roared out.

"Get lost!" Yang Ba sneered. His jade-like hand, interwoven with patterns, spewed forth layers of rosy light in the void, striking heavily against the claw.

Boom! Like striking iron, a thunderous sound echoed through heaven and earth, making eardrums tremble. Under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, Tian Wei's steps stumbled backward several paces.

The initial clash shocked many, especially the Li family members, who were deeply astonished. Yang Ba had fought with them for a year, and back then his cultivation had not yet reached peak War King; now he was so powerful.

At that moment, on the high platform, the elder who had spoken earlier cast a cold glance at Li Cheng. He only knew that Yang Ba possessed a heavenly artifact but had not expected his cultivation to be so formidable.

Sensing that gaze, Li Cheng couldn't help but shrink his neck, feeling resentful. The information had been provided by the ancestor; what did it have to do with him?

Boom! Tian Wei was enraged, his face icy, black hair dancing lightly. He strode through the void, the entire battle platform trembling. His aura suddenly became terrifying, as black divine light burst forth.