Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1118: Chapter 757: Leaving the Formation, Mutation (2)

His face was somewhat unsightly, “What if I don’t want to?”

“Then we’ll fight until the array opens. Surely once outside, you wouldn’t dare be so relentless!” Yang Zhenshan released his aura, a strong killing intent enveloping the old man.

At this moment, there was less than two hours until the agreed time to open the Ancient Array. For two hours, Yang Zhenshan felt he could still hold off the two opponents, and if he couldn’t win, he would just run circles around them.

“Besides, who doesn’t have a few dear friends and family? Senior, don’t think just because you’re old you can act recklessly!” Yang Zhenshan said coldly.

Most of these people were outer sect deacons of the three major sects, because the inner sect deacons of the three major sects didn’t need to venture into the Ancient Array, nor did they need to risk their lives for Spiritual Objects.

The three major sects had deeply rooted foundations. Spiritual Objects that were considered elusive and desired by others were precious to them but not unattainable.

If they were inner sect deacons, the three major sects would definitely give them the opportunity to forge a Spirit Base. Regardless of success or failure, they would always have the chance to break through.

But outer sect deacons didn’t receive such treatment, and could only risk their old lives here for a chance.

These outer sect deacons also had offspring, and families behind them.

“Are you threatening me, old man?” the old man said darkly.

Yang Zhenshan pointed his long spear at him, speaking flatly, “I’m not yet a hundred, unlike you who already have one foot in the grave!”

Young people have capital. Although he was also old, in front of these old folks, he was still a young man.

A cold gleam flashed in the old man’s eyes.

Yang Zhenshan spoke again, “Haha, and the one on the back just now was the Lu family’s Second Young Master. You better pray he doesn’t die, or when news spreads, City Lord Lu probably won’t let you off!”

At these words, the faces of the three elders turned exceedingly solemn.

They could ignore Yang Zhenshan’s threats, but they couldn’t ignore Lu Fusheng’s vengeance.

Though they had protection from their sects, it was limited and couldn’t always safeguard their offspring.

If Lu Fusheng pursued the matter seriously, their descendants would be done for.

Seeing their gloomy expressions, Yang Zhenshan felt slightly relieved. As long as these old fools were still wary, that’s fine. The worst would be if they were reckless, entangling endlessly.

The old man gave Yang Zhenshan a deep look, “Alright, today’s issue ends here!”

Without further words, after speaking, he exchanged a look with two companions, and went to a tree not far away.

Yang Zhenshan watched their departing backs, put away his long spear, and quickly walked over to Lan Peng and Lu Youning.

“Brother Lan, what’s with Second Young Master?”

At this time, Lan Peng was treating Lu Youning’s wounds. Lu Youning was gravely injured, with a penetrating wound in the left shoulder and abdomen, and deep wounds on his back where bones were visible, he looked on the brink of death and was unconscious.

Such injuries are extremely severe, even for a Martial Artist at the Heavenly Gang Stage it would be difficult to endure.

If not treated promptly, it would likely be fatal.

Lan Peng fed him an Elixir and bandaged the wounds, saying, “On our way back, we encountered an ambush by those three old fools. Brother Bai stayed behind to buy us time to escape, probably not surviving.”

“Second Young Master…”

He sighed and said, “He should be able to pull through.”

Yang Zhenshan nodded slightly, this was roughly what he had guessed.

“Many thanks to Brother Yang, if not for you, they probably wouldn’t have let us go so easily!” Lan Peng gave Yang Zhenshan a grateful look.

Yang Zhenshan took out a water bag, fed it to Lu Youning, saying, “No need for such courtesy between us, Brother Lan!”

“Hahaha, having a friend like Brother Yang is my good fortune!” Lan Peng laughed.

Yang Zhenshan checked Lu Youning’s pulse, seeing it was weak but steady, nodded and smiled, “It’s alright, as long as the injury doesn’t worsen, there shouldn’t be much problem.”

The vitality of Innate Martial Artists is still incredibly strong, no matter how severe the injury, as long as they can recover their strength, they can gradually heal.

Moreover, it’s likely the Elixir Lan Peng fed Lu Youning was no ordinary product, hence the quick stabilization of his wounds.

“By the way, where is Senior An?” Yang Zhenshan asked.

“I don’t know. We haven’t seen him since coming in!” Lan Peng replied.

Yang Zhenshan thought to himself, it’s likely An Botong is already dead.

And very likely died at the hands of the Green Wolf.

An Botong’s purpose for coming here was the same as his, to obtain the Golden Body Skill, and upon entering the Ancient Array, he probably headed straight to the Transmission Hall.

Perhaps the bloodstains Yang Zhenshan saw on the plaza earlier belonged to him, or maybe An Botong arrived at the Transmission Hall only after Yang Zhenshan entered.

“You rest for a bit, we’ll be out in less than two hours!” Yang Zhenshan said.

Lan Peng looked around and sat down cross-legged nearby to meditate.

Yang Zhenshan took a glance around, by now those who could return had almost all come back, those who hadn’t were probably already buried here.

There were 120 people when they entered, now only about thirty remained, a survival rate of just over forty percent.

Under such circumstances, it’s fortunate the Lu family still had the three of them alive.

Raising his head to look at the high sun in the sky, Yang Zhenshan jumped onto a tree, vigilantly watching the surroundings, primarily guarding against any tricks from those three old men.

But until noon, the three old men were meditating, not causing any trouble.

Seeing the time for opening the array was coming, everyone got up and stood quietly inside the Ancient Array waiting.

Lu Youning hadn’t yet awoken, so Lan Peng had to carry him, while Yang Zhenshan watched the Ancient Array.

From the outside looking in, only illusions were visible, the real situation inside couldn’t be seen.

From the inside looking out, only white mist was visible, the situation outside couldn’t be seen either.

Normally such a Great Array is for defense against external enemies, the interior should be able to see the exterior situation clearly, but presently the Ancient Array had existed for thousands of years, though maintaining some force, many mechanisms had long failed, so abnormal conditions were normal.

Unaware of the outside situation, Yang Zhenshan thought that with three Martial God Realm beings opening the array outside, there shouldn’t be issues, so everyone was quite relaxed, somewhat impatient to leave.

Yang Zhenshan and Lan Peng, having to take care of Lu Youning, didn’t rush forward and stayed behind.

The time quickly reached noon, accompanied by a rumbling sound as expected.

Standing within the array, three streaks of energy burst from the barrier of the Ancient Array.

This method of array breaking wasn’t purely brute force. On the surface it seemed like three Martial God Realm experts simply slashing at the array, but their attack locations were meticulously chosen, likely weak points in the Ancient Array.

The three streaks of energy pierced the weak points, and a gap several feet wide appeared in the Ancient Array, the martial artists waiting at the gap rushed out impatiently.

Yang Zhenshan and Lan Peng followed closely, afraid the gap would close and leave them inside.

Actually, living inside wasn’t impossible, they could wait ten years to leave!

But those ten years would likely be hard.

The Ancient Array had many treasures, but more Mutant Beasts inside.

Yang Zhenshan rarely encountered Mutant Beasts because he had the Green Wolf King with him. Most Mutant Beasts who sensed the Green Wolf King would avoid them.

Others didn’t have such an advantage, they had to constantly guard against Mutant Beast attacks.

Every moment was nerve-wracking.

Often standing by the river, where is there a dry shoe? A month, two months they could endure, but for ten years, probably no one could.

In the thousands-year history, no one has survived ten years inside.

As the Ancient Array opened, everyone moved to leave with ease, Yang Zhenshan and Lan Peng among them, relaxing both body and mind.

But just then, a violent roar suddenly sounded outside the array.

Rumble~~

The roar erupted like a bolt from the blue, transmitted inside through the gap in the Ancient Array.