Chapter 1275: Chapter 663 Battle with Yang Yinghai_2
This point can be seen from the strike unleashed by Lin Tianming.
Realizing this, Yang Yinghai frowned deeply at this mont, retracting the feeling of underestimating Lin Tianming from his heart.
Imdiately afterward, Yang Yinghai kept his gaze fixed ahead while his steps incessantly shifted, temporarily creating a safe distance from Lin Tianming.
As his stance steadied, he saw the giant dragon unleashed by Lin Tianming collide head-on with his own attack.
“Boom…”
A deafening explosion echoed, imnse flas surged into the sky, illuminating the heavens entirely.
Amid this strike, both attacks dissipated—the Tiangang Sword was sent flying and ultimately grasped by Lin Tianming’s single hand.
anwhile, the Sword Qi surging from Yang Yinghai scattered like smoke, restoring a montary calm to the surroundings.
Right after this strike subsided, a flood of attacks erupted around Lin Tianming as both sides engaged directly in combat.
At that mont, the battlefield expanded endlessly, stretching from the southwest corner of the Liang Family Mountain Gate to a vast territory in the southeast. Everywhere, cultivators or demonic beasts could be seen.
They clashed ceaselessly, employing various techniques, sending bursts of multicolored streaks tearing across the sky, forming brilliant clouds that painted an awe-inspiring picture.
At the uppermost battlefields, Lin Tianming and Yang Yinghai confronted each other head-on.
Alongside them, Hua Zhenxing and Liang Shaorong, old rivals, were locked in fierce combat, while Liang Shaoguang approached the formation-shrouded area, relying on its power to duel against Wu Chengfeng once again.
As for the Liang Family’s Late Stage Third Order Overlord Tiger, it engaged in a ferocious brawl with the Golden Robed Old Monk.
After one round of attacks, the Overlord Tiger found itself decisively disadvantaged, relentlessly beaten down by the Bald Old Monk.
If not for its extraordinary defensive power, it might have already sustained injuries within just two exchanges.
Such a result clearly highlighted the terrifying strength of the Bald Old Monk—superior to Li Wenhai, who had fought the Overlord Tiger during their last battle.
Recall that during the previous clash, although the Overlord Tiger could not contend against Li Wenhai, it remained suppressed for the entirety of the fight, from start to finish.
Despite its dire situation back then, the Overlord Tiger had not faced life-threatening danger in the initial rounds.
Yet now, after rely two exchanges, the Overlord Tiger was firmly crushed by the Bald Old Monk, teetering on the brink of severe injury at any mont.
If the battle continued at this pace, it wouldn’t take long for the Overlord Tiger to face defeat.
Despite this predicant, no one had spare energy to assist the Overlord Tiger.
At this juncture, every cultivator or demonic beast within the Liang Family Camp was preoccupied with their own adversaries, leaving no room for interference.
Thus, within the wider conflict, so were gaining ground, while others struggled amidst overwhelming disadvantage.
Ultimately, the key determinant of the battle lay in the Late Stage Golden Core level battlefields.
If any one Late Stage Golden Core combatant from either faction fell, the balance would be shattered within a short ti.
Fully aware of this, the skirmishes unfolding in the highest reaches had beco exceptionally intense.
Particularly between Lin Tianming and Liang Shaorong—their strikes grew progressively faster, their attacks increasingly ferocious.
For a while, a dazzling cascade of attacks erupted without pause, waves of power cresting one after the other.
At this mont, on Lin Tianming’s section of the battlefield.
After the first round of attacks ended, Lin Tianming and Yang Yinghai each took a step back, neither gaining any advantage.
By now, Yang Yinghai’s wariness of Lin Tianming had intensified significantly.
And not just him—Lin Tianming held similar apprehension for Yang Yinghai.
Prior to this decisive battle, Lin Tianming had already speculated extensively on Yang Yinghai’s combat prowess.
According to his deductions, Yang Yinghai, as the strongest practitioner of the Tianqing Sect, had entered the Late Stage Golden Core level many years ago, earning widespread fa in the Jin Feng Nation Cultivation World early on.
In fact, he had gained imnse renown across all of Qingzhou.
A cultivator like him, who had not appeared publicly for a century, likely refrained from doing so simply because he hadn’t faced a worthy opponent.
After all, the Six Major Golden Core Forces in Jin Feng Nation were well-acquainted with one another; before this conflict, relations were relatively harmonious.
Though squabbles among disciples occasionally occurred, leading to varying degrees of casualties, full-scale Golden Core battles had been rare.
Under such circumstances, soone like Yang Yinghai, dominating Jin Feng Nation for many years, had no reason to descend to publicly engaging in battle.
Likely, he spent these years in secluded cultivation or traveling widely in search of opportunities to step into the Nascent Soul Stage.
Now, with Yang Yinghai surfacing once more, his cultivation likely stood at the pinnacle of the Golden Core level, a re half-step away from the legendary Nascent Soul Stage.
Hence, given Yang Yinghai’s centuries at the Late Stage Golden Core realm, his combat power would understandably be formidable.
Indeed, as the first probing exchange unfolded, Lin Tianming imdiately sensed Yang Yinghai’s remarkable strength.
Although Lin Tianming had been on the cultivation path for over a hundred years, trading blows with cultivators across varying stages.
Within the Golden Core realm, Lin Tianming had to admit that Yang Yinghai exerted an unparalleled pressure on him.
This sensation exceeded even that brought by Hua Zhenxing.
From this alone, it was clear that among the cultivators present here, Yang Yinghai’s abilities were the greatest of all.
Understanding this, Lin Tianming’s expression was now stern, with no trace of arrogance or complacency in his heart.
From across the battlefield, Yang Yinghai, too, seed to perceive Lin Tianming’s uniqueness, recognizing the extraordinary nature of his strength.
However, as soone who had cultivated for countless years and witnessed innurable confrontations, Yang Yinghai’s vast combat experience made his ntal state relatively unmoved, despite so caution toward Lin Tianming.
Once the two exchanged glances, they simultaneously unleashed their attacks.
In that fleeting mont, Lin Tianming swung the Tiangang Sword repeatedly, streaks of light rapidly radiating from the blade.
Soon, an overwhelming deluge of Sword Qi surged forth, forming a torrential Sword Rain aid at Yang Yinghai.
Lin Tianming’s movents were astonishingly swift, completing all actions faster than Yang Yinghai by a fraction.
At this point, Yang Yinghai had just conjured silver Sword Qi, shaping it into a slender Ice Spear, finishing it before the downpour of Sword Rain above fell upon him.
Within monts, the Ice Spear darted toward Lin Tianming like a teor.
However, the Sword Rain descended, enveloping a vast portion of the sky centered on Yang Yinghai.
At the sa ti, the Ice Spear remained short of reaching Lin Tianming’s sight.
Subsequently, the Sword Rain and Ice Spear intertwined forcefully.
Quickly, nurous segnts of the Sword Rain were shattered by the Ice Spear, ultimately dispersing into the void of heaven and earth.
Yet, the sheer volu of the Sword Rain created an almost impenetrable coverage.
As parts of the Sword Rain disintegrated, many other streams persisted, continuing to obstruct the Ice Spear’s trajectory.
In that instant, flickers of silver light ensued, imnse waves rippling across the area.
Lin Tianming’s piercing gaze witnessed every fragnt of the exchange.
In his vision, the Ice Sword Rain he unleashed was rely a conventional Sword Qi attack, its power inferior to the Tiangang Ninth Sword—a Divine Skill.
He clearly knew that this round of attacks wouldn’t be enough to prevail over Yang Yinghai.
Faced with this outco, Lin Tianming was already prepared.
Still, he acted with a calculated intention.
For now, this was rely the early phase of combat—both sides were far from engaging in a life-or-death struggle.
Following his plan, Lin Tianming swiftly unleashed his attacks, both to divert Yang Yinghai’s attention and to secure an aggressive stance.
This was because, in his judgnt, initiating an attack was far easier for him to seize control than focusing on defense.
Moreover, this wasn’t his sole intention.
The other purpose was to exploit the mont Yang Yinghai dealt with the Ice Sword Rain, discreetly laying the groundwork for deploying the Earth Fiend Sword Formation.
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