Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1824: Chapter 1103: I Can’t Hide My Sword Anymore

Northern Wanhua Mountain Range, still the same old Cloud Mist Array.

Although during the True Yang Immortal City battle, Lin Qihe and the Green Bull Demon King destroyed the blood pool and Yin vein here, the Unpredictable Ghost Sect later rebuilt the blood pool at this location, and they also repaired the destroyed underground Yin vein.

Now, this place remains the Unpredictable Ghost Sect’s stronghold in the Wanhua Mountain Range, still serving as the main site of the Soul Control Hall.

The gloomy blood pool exudes a strong smell of blood, surrounded by countless gigantic demon beast corpses, while three White Bone Pillars stand at its center — a familiar scene indeed.

Behind the blood pool rests a massive Dragon Bone Flying Boat, with a spacious hall inside the skull at the bow. Dark blue evil Qi condenses at the crown of the skull above the hall. Teeth roots form racks on the walls, where Soul Crystal Lamps are placed, casting eerie blue light over bone patterns. The floor is polished, smooth jaw bones, with a long table formed by vertebrae at the center. The eye socket is made into a window, with finger bone chains as panes.

Sitting on either side of the vertebrae long table are the senior members of the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, with none other than Li Shanghun occupying the seat of honor. Despite An Wusheng and Li Shanghun both being Hall Masters of the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, Li Shanghun’s strength is greater, with deeper experience, giving him a much higher status within the Sect than An Wusheng.

Currently, Li Shanghun is the one in charge here.

Besides Li Shanghun and An Wusheng, there are ten Golden Core Cultivators present, comprising the four Directors and Vice Directors of the Soul Refining Hall, Mo Ling, Evil Wushuang, Ling Baishuang, Xing Nan, and the four Directors and Vice Directors of the Soul Control Hall, Yu Yuan, Du Feng, Ji Wusi, and White Bone Mountain. Also present are Yellow Springs and Chi Yuan.

During the last battle at True Yang Immortal City, the Soul Control Hall lost two Vice Directors, Ghost Granny and Leng Xuan; however, the Unpredictable Ghost Sect quickly appointed two new Vice Directors, Du Feng and White Bone Mountain.

Such elite forces are indeed formidable; losing two Golden Core Cultivators is nothing significant.

Furthermore, Yellow Springs and Chi Yuan have now joined the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, with the Yellow Springs Hall becoming the fourth hall of the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, Yellow Springs Ancestor as Hall Master, and Chi Yuan as Vice Hall Master. They represent the new strength of the Unpredictable Ghost Sect.

However, compared to the other three halls, Yellow Springs Hall seems more for show, as its current strength cannot compare to the other three halls.

At this moment, twelve individuals are gathered here, discussing the matters of occupying the Yunxiao Mountain Range.

”Twenty thousand Ghost Soldiers and fifty thousand Blood Puppets have been fully deployed; we can strike at any time!” Yu Yuan looked at An Wusheng and said in a deep voice.

Li Shanghun lowered his gaze, seemingly ignoring his words, while those from the Soul Refining Hall also sat quietly, showing no intention to speak.

Though Li Shanghun is the main authority here, this was An Wusheng’s territory previously, and currently, the northern Wanhua Mountain Range has been seized by An Wusheng’s Soul Control Hall. Therefore, it is An Wusheng commanding the army of Ghost Soldiers, not Li Shanghun.

There is competition within the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, with rivalry among the three halls continuing for millennia.

Under normal circumstances, the Soul Refining Hall and Soul Control Hall should not act together. Previously, the Soul Refining Hall lost the southern area of the Wanhua Mountain Range, leading the two halls to join forces this time to avoid being defeated separately by the Wanhua Demon Court again.

”The occupation of the Yunxiao Mountain Range isn’t difficult, but there are several thorns in it that need to be removed!”

”Hidden Sword Mountain, Cangyu Mountain, and the Yang family! They are remnants of the Sky Cloud Sword Sect.”

At this point, a fierce killing intent flashed in Yu Yuan’s eyes.

In the battle at True Yang Immortal City, they suffered a crushing defeat, not due to the Sky Cloud Sword Sect, but because of the Wanhua Demon Court’s stratagem.

This score must be settled with the Wanhua Demon Court, but the Sky Cloud Sword Sect must also be accounted for.

”Others are not troublesome, but one person is a real headache! Yang Zhenshan from the Yang family; this man is skilled in Withering and Flourishing Divine Skills, anyone who battles him must be prepared to lose lifespans.” Yu Yuan said in a somber tone.

The overwhelming might of the Withering and Flourishing Divine Skills has already impressed them; during the True Yang Immortal City battle, just one encounter caused Ghost Granny’s lifespan to run out, leaving her to die of old age.

Such an unreasonable Divine Dao Intent inspires great fear in everyone.

Sitting beside, Ji Wusi has the most to say; had he not been wary of the Withering and Flourishing Divine Skills, he wouldn’t have let Yang Zhenshan go last time.

Everyone fell silent; no one wanted to deal with such an existence.

It’s not that they aren’t assured of taking down Yang Zhenshan, it’s simply that they are unwilling to shorten their lifespans to do so.

Amidst the silence, Yellow Springs Old Ghost suddenly spoke up, ”Leave Yang Zhenshan to me!”

With these words, everyone’s gaze focused on him.

Yellow Springs Old Ghost grinned widely, revealing a sinister smile, ”Rest assured, everyone, I will capture Yang Zhenshan’s Divine Soul and use it to ignite the Yin Soul Lamp!”

If anyone here hates Yang Zhenshan the most, it’s surely Yellow Springs Old Ghost and Chi Yuan True Monarch — these two have grudges involving shortened lifespans.

Yellow Springs Old Ghost has never let go of his desire for revenge against Yang Zhenshan. However, having experienced the terror of lifespan reduction himself, he hasn’t gone to challenge Yang Zhenshan yet.

Now he’s found a method to resist the Withering and Flourishing Divine Skills, hence he volunteered, vowing to capture Yang Zhenshan.

An Wusheng nodded in satisfaction, ”Since the Yellow Springs Hall Master has volunteered, then Yang Zhenshan is yours!”

With someone willing to take on the hot potato that is Yang Zhenshan, An Wusheng is naturally pleased.

”Thank you, An Hall Master, for your support!” Yellow Springs Old Ghost said politely, refraining from arrogance.