Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1572: Chapter 972: Do You Dare to Battle Me!_2

As if thousands of giant bells were struck simultaneously, the air vibrated with visible ripples, and the palace ruins below trembled in the wave of sound.

The so-called thunderous force is actually a brute gathering of thunder clouds, releasing thunderbolts through strong Thunder Attribute mana.

This move by Yang Zhenshan is simply a straightforward and crude lightning release without any skill.

Relying on a large number of Mysterious Thunder Talismans to release lightning and using the ability of the Green Wood Purple Lightning Sword to control the lightning, he unleashed terrifying lightning attacks on the enemies.

This move has many advantages; the greatest is its low cost. Yang Zhenshan continues to activate the Mysterious Thunder Talismans without needing to use much mana.

Of course, there is a huge disadvantage to this move, which is the need for numerous Mysterious Thunder Talismans.

Mysterious Thunder Talismans are Second-Order Talismans, and even the most ordinary one costs thousands of Spirit Stones. Yang Zhenshan seizes dozens at once, equivalent to throwing away tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.

It can be said that Yang Zhenshan is using Spirit Stones as a weapon.

As for its effect…

Feng Guiyue looked at the overwhelming lightning, his face changing drastically, and without hesitation, summoned an umbrella-shaped magical treasure above him.

Invisible storms gathered around him, forming a barrier.

This is his Lifebound Magical Treasure, the Wind-Calling Umbrella; it can attack, defend, and be used as a flying magical treasure. It is considered a very good magical treasure.

Unfortunately, faced with the violent lightning, his storm defense seemed somewhat fragile.

“No!”

Thousands of thunder snakes broke through the storm, tearing apart his Protective Spiritual Light like thin paper. The electric currents drilled into his body through the meridians, making his bones emit crisp sounds like metal forging. He twitched in the electric glow and was lifted into the air, with tiny lightning arrows shooting from his hair tips and fingertips, scattering in all directions.

“Ah~~” Feng Guiyue screamed painfully, his entire body wrapped in concentrated lightning, and in a blink, he turned into a charred corpse.

Seeing his tragic end, Yang Zhenshan revealed a cold smile, his eyes still full of excitement.

This is just the beginning. After dealing with Feng Guiyue, Yang Zhenshan did not pause at all, instead pointed his sword at another Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Furious arcs of electricity crazily chased that Foundation Establishment cultivator, drilling into his body like maggots on bones in a blink of an eye. The cultivator let out a muffled roar, his muscles uncontrollably twitching, his magical treasure falling “clang” to the ground, and electric currents bouncing to the companion several yards away from the contact point.

The Spirit Light Shield exploded into dazzling light under the current’s impact, quickly covered in web-like electric patterns, and “bang” was shattered to pieces.

Yang Zhenshan roamed the battlefield, exploding Mysterious Thunder Talismans one after another, the dark clouds above never dispersing, instead becoming increasingly thick, resembling lead blocks about to fall down at any moment.

The plasma from the thunder column exploded, falling like rain in all directions, and thunder snakes moved on the ground like living creatures.

At first, Yang Zhenshan targeted two groups, but as the range of the thunder clouds expanded, he almost considered everyone within the palace ruins as enemies.

Standing on thunder snakes, pinching Mysterious Thunder Talismans, Yang Zhenshan’s hair and beard fluttered, his robe rippling, completely transforming into a God of Slaughter.

It’s not that these Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators are not strong; rather, they are not as wealthy as Yang Zhenshan.

In fact, quite a few Immortal Cultivators managed to withstand Yang Zhenshan’s lightning strikes and escape the thunder attacks, although many were reduced to charred corpses under the thunder’s bombardment.

“Haha, come on!”

“Do you dare to engage the old man in a grand battle?”

Yang Zhenshan shouted arrogantly on the battlefield, chasing a group of fleeing Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivators like a tiger in a flock of sheep.

He was so overexcited that he forgot to seize spiritual artifacts.

“Damn it, where did this God of Slaughter come from!”

“Run!”

“Let’s team up to kill him!”

“Don’t run!”

Yang Zhenshan managed to slaughter so fiercely because these Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn’t unite, letting Yang Zhenshan run amok.

At this moment, Yang Zhenshan was like a great demon king.

Even Hong Fuxiu and Kou Ta stayed far away, and Yun Xiao also retreated from the battlefield.

“This… this Yang Pill Master is too terrifying!” Kou Ta said dumbfounded.

Hong Fuxiu was also full of fear, “Has Yang Pill Master always been this terrifying?”

They had always considered Yang Zhenshan a gentle person, never expecting him to have such a brutal side.

Not to mention them, even Yun Xiao was dumbfounded.

Had people familiar with Yang Zhenshan seen this scene, they wouldn’t have been surprised at all.

Yang Zhenshan indeed has some madness in his nature; back then, he broke through eight Hu Clan camps in seven days, slaughtering over ten thousand Hu Clan members. Without some madness, how could he have achieved such feats?

However, as he aged, as his identity elevated, as his cultivation increased, Yang Zhenshan’s mindset became more stable, showing only occasional hints of madness.

This time, Yang Zhenshan fell into excitement partly due to the environment; in such an enemy-filled situation, being a little mad was necessary to repel hundreds or thousands of enemies.

Yang Zhenshan was only excited, not crazy, nor was he foolish. He merely wanted to use this wild method to drive away surrounding enemies, preventing himself from being exhausted by endless battles.

The second reason was his need to release the evil within, because being a good person for too long brings pressure; behind every benevolent side lies an evil counterpart.

Yang Zhenshan never regarded himself as a good person, nor did he think of himself as kind.

However, in the Spirit Source Land, he had to maintain a positive image; in the Sea of Spirit, he had to uphold a wise and steady appearance, leaving no outlet for his evil.

Two sides of the same coin, in this world, there is no absolute good person, nor absolute evil person; it’s merely a choice to hide one’s malicious thoughts or benevolent thoughts.

Immortal cultivators have sharper perceptions than ordinary people, and their emotions are more complex.

What is good, what is evil, is determined merely by momentary thoughts, differing in interests.

Yang Zhenshan’s excitement was a channel for releasing his malicious thoughts.

He was not holding Mysterious Thunder Talismans, but his malice.

Releasing all malicious thoughts, he killed unfamiliar enemies, harvesting lives unbeknownst to him.

The thunder clouds continued to thicken, so heavy that Yang Zhenshan felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.

This oppressive feeling finally calmed Yang Zhenshan’s excited mood.

He looked up at the thick dark clouds and around the empty palace ruins.

“Hahaha~~~”

“Haha~~~”

“Haha~~~”

The high-pitched laughter echoed beneath the dark clouds, intertwined with thousands of thunder snakes.

An unprecedented sense of exhilaration welled up in his heart, giving him a sublime feeling of his Heart Spirit being elevated.

Refreshingly clear, his thoughts were transparent.

“Brother Yun Xiao, this is all ours now! Haha, come and reap the fruits of victory!”

Yang Zhenshan said exuberantly.

Yun Xiao, Kou Ta, and Hong Fuxiu looked at each other, then re-entered the palace ruins.

Now, the palace ruins were empty, with no figures visible anymore, only charred corpses and a mess of wreckage.

“Are you okay?” Yun Xiao approached and asked.

“Haha, do I look like I’m ever bothered?” Yang Zhenshan grinned and said.

Yun Xiao scrutinized him, “You seem somewhat different!”

“Good thing, good thing!” Yang Zhenshan laughed and waved his hand.

Isn’t it a good thing?

His mind was clear, his Divine Soul exalted, in a thought, his Divine Soul seemed purified, becoming immensely solid.

It was like entering a new realm.

At this moment, his Spiritual Sense could already cover three thousand yards around, with significant enhancements to his perception.

He even sensed the Sun Cave Heaven mourning.

Yes, the cave was mourning.

Mourning for its imminent fall.

Of course, this doesn’t mean the cave has self-awareness, but rather the Heaven and Earth Great Dao exhibited outwardly from the cave.

Simply put, Yang Zhenshan sensed the changes of the Heaven and Earth Great Dao.

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