Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 1148 Life and death are impermanent, and so am I.

However, all strange flames of heaven and earth are good things, so Yang Zhengshan sealed the Netherworld Flame again and threw it into the Pill Hall, letting it go to play with the Golden Crow.

The next moment, Li Shanghun threw out another ball of dark water. The water flowed and transformed into a surging river, pressing down on Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan's lips twitched slightly. "You really have a lot of good stuff, rare water and unusual fire, hehe~~"

This is the foundation of a powerful force; look at all these wonderful things.

Which one isn't a treasure that can only be found by chance?
Instruments of power, strange water and unusual fire, tsk tsk~~
Even Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but marvel at Li Shanghun's wealth.

But thinking about it, Yang Zhengshan seems to have all of these things as well.

"Wow, I didn't realize I was so rich!"

Yang Zhengshan inwardly admired it.

The strange fire posed no threat to him, nor did the strange water.

The Great Void was still sealed away, but this thing was rather unruly and difficult to tame. No one in Baiyujing could control it, so Yang Zhengshan could only carry it with him for the time being.

Li Shanghun took out four treasures in a row, but they still managed to slow Yang Zhengshan down slightly, and the distance between the two instantly increased to more than ten miles.

However, knowing that he had not yet escaped Yang Zhengshan's pursuit, he took out one magical artifact after another and threw them out to block Yang Zhengshan's advance.

Yang Zhengshan remained unhurried, as if he were picking things up as he walked, leisurely accepting Li Shanghun's gifts.

It has to be said that Li Shanghun has a lot of good stuff.

In the short time that followed, he threw out three more magical artifacts.

Although these spiritual artifacts are all Yin-attribute spiritual artifacts that Yang Zhengshan dislikes, they are still spiritual artifacts. Even if they are refined into raw materials, they can yield a lot of third-tier spiritual materials.

As the distance between the two continued to widen, Li Shanghun became increasingly relaxed, feeling that he had a chance to escape.

But his illusion was quickly shattered.

With a bang, he crashed straight into an invisible wall, the impact leaving him dazed and disoriented, almost causing him to faint.

"what happened?"

He stared in alarm at the empty void before him, not understanding what was blocking his path.

Yang Zhengshan walked over slowly. "Didn't you try it before? This area of ​​the void was sealed by me. Didn't you know that?"

Sealing the Void doesn't mean severing the connection between the Void and the real world; it means sealing off the entire space. It's like a giant cage, constructing the Void space within a hundred miles into a prison, preventing those inside from getting out and those outside from getting in.

Of course, if there were a half-step Dao expert present, Yang Zhengshan's sealing of the void would shatter like a bubble.

After all, he entered the Dao through the Dao of Life and Death, not through the Dao of the Great Void.

Li Shanghun's face turned pale and then red. "Are you making a fool of me?"

"Playing around?" Yang Zhengshan looked at the strange water and the crystal skull in his hand. He threw everything else into the Immortal Palace of Life and left only these two things that needed to be suppressed in his hand.

"How could that be? I just wanted to see what other treasures you have!"

His gentle smile gave people a feeling of warmth and comfort.

But in Li Shanghun's eyes, this was not a gentle breeze at all, but rather a mockery.

"You forced me to do this!"

As he spoke, he took out another item, a piece of paper that looked more like the skin of some kind of monster.

The parchment was covered with densely packed runes, exuding a rich Daoist aura that Yang Zhengshan recognized.

The Path of Death!

The Way of Life and Death naturally includes the Way of Death, but the Way of Life and Death focuses on the transformation between life and death and the harmony of Yin and Yang, which is not as good as the Way of Death which focuses on death itself.

Holding the parchment, Li Shanghun's gray eyes turned blood red, and his aged face became extremely ferocious, with a hint of extreme pain showing in his expression.

"Please, Sect Master, descend!"

He let out a hoarse roar.

Instantly, the parchment in his hand emitted a soft gray glow, its radiance shimmering, and a faint mist spread out. In the blink of an eye, a phantom appeared in the smoky void.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the illusory figure without making any move, instead quietly waiting for Chang Buzai to arrive.

The ability to descend by borrowing a weapon is a minor supernatural power, not a particularly powerful ability, and many Golden Core cultivators can use it.

However, this minor supernatural power has great limitations. First, the borrowed object must meet the needs of the descendant. The higher the grade, the stronger the descendant clone. Second, this is a supernatural power of descending a divided spirit, which means injecting one's own divine soul seed into the object.

Simply put, the divine soul seed is the channel and origin through which the descendant connects with the artifact, while the artifact is the foundation of the descendant's avatar.

Is it familiar?

That's right, the Soul Raven Divide Technique.

The Soul Raven Dividing Technique is also a method of descending by borrowing an object. The Soul Raven is shaped using a spiritual seed of the soul. However, the Soul Raven does not borrow an object, but rather condenses spiritual energy. The two are essentially the same, but the Soul Raven is just a spiritual spell, which is of a lower level and therefore cruder and easier.

As expected, the visitor was none other than Chang.

The phantom, over ten feet tall, stood in the void, like a high and mighty god, looking down at Yang Zhengshan, this little ant.

"Who are you?"

Chang Buzai stared coldly at Yang Zhengshan.

He wore a bronze ghost-faced crown with seven-aperture soul lamps embedded in it, and a robe of hundred souls forging the heart, the corners of which were embroidered with death runes that trailed out with phosphorescent ghostly light. He held a thick black book in his hands.

The moment he appeared, the parchment in Li Shanghun's hand flew into the black book in his hand.

"Bai Yujing, Yang Zhengshan!"

Yang Zhengshan flicked his duster, his figure soaring upwards, transforming into a giant ten zhang tall, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Yang Zhengshan!" Chang Zai was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking about Yang Zhengshan's background.

At this point, he had long forgotten Yang Zhengshan and the Yunxiao Yang family. Although he had previously arranged for the Soul-Hooking Hall to deal with the Yunxiao Yang family, he wouldn't take such a trivial matter to heart.

What do you intend to do?

He asked in a low voice.

Yang Zhengshan did not answer his question, but simply waved his whisk again, and the Yin-Yang Diagram of Life and Death expanded once more, enveloping Li Shanghun within it.

Before meeting Chang Zaibu, Yang Zhengshan was not confident in confronting him, but now that he had met Chang Zaibu, he was much more confident.

Although Chang Buzai's cultivation was much deeper than his, Chang Buzai actually cultivated the Path of Death.

The way of life and death, the way of death.

From the perspective of Daoist principles, the Dao of Life and Death is actually a higher level of Daoist principles than the Dao of Death, and it has the effect of restraining and integrating with the Dao of Death.

Of course, classifying the Dao into levels and tiers is actually an unreasonable thing.

The deeper the meaning of the Dao, the stronger it is, because what is powerful is never the Dao itself, but rather human beings.

The higher-level Dao intent only has a certain degree of restraint and suppression over the lower-level Dao intent, and this restraint and suppression is very limited.

Whether one is stronger or weaker depends on the individual!
This suppression gave Yang Zhengshan some advantages, but he only felt that he could fight against Chang Zaibu, and he did not have absolute confidence that he could defeat Chang Zaibu.

A faint Daoist aura enveloped Li Shanghun, who felt his life force draining away at an extremely rapid pace.

He cried out in terror, "Sect Master, save me!"

He wanted to run, but the Taixu Seal was still in effect, so he couldn't escape at all.

He tried to prevent the Dao of Life and Death from being applied to him, but unfortunately, his mastery of the Dao was far inferior to Yang Zhengshan's. His Dao was like a balloon in front of Yang Zhengshan, easily popped.

Moreover, he had run out of magical artifacts to use; he had just given all of them to Yang Zhengshan.

Chang Zai, seeing Yang Zhengshan's blatant disrespect, turned cold. He suddenly opened the black book in his hand, and a black chain emerged from it, heading straight for Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the familiar chain and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Soul-Suppressing Lock!"

"Divided soul!"

"The Path of Death!"

"Chang is not here, you were too careless!"

The Chang in front of them was not a physical entity, nor were the books and the Soul-Suppressing Lock in his hands. They were all formed from the aura contained in that piece of paper.

But all of this originated from the constant absence, and is interconnected with the constant absence.

This connection is not a line or a channel, but a part of the body.

Therefore, the illusory figure in front of you is both a clone of Chang Buzai and a part of Chang Buzai's main body, much like a finger that Chang Buzai extends.

A single finger is not important; what matters is that this finger is connected to the entire body.

A dense aura of death enveloped the chains as they fell, but Yang Zhengshan waved his whisk to entangle them.

"Life and death are impermanent, and so am I; defying death and being reborn, the Great Dao is impermanent!"

Yang Zhengshan murmured softly, and at the same time, the whisk in his hand turned blackish-gray, almost merging with the Soul-Suppressing Lock.

As he spoke, a thick aura of death surged into his body like a tidal wave, corroding him and turning his aura into a dark gray that symbolized death.

However, the Yin-Yang diagram beneath him was spinning rapidly, faster and faster, until in the blink of an eye, the distinct black and white colors merged into one.

At first, Chang Zai did not notice anything unusual, but looking at the rotating Yin-Yang diagram of life and death, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Impermanence Land, inside the Impermanence Hall.

Chang Bu was sitting on a seat made of bones, deep in thought with his head down.

The aura emanating from him constantly gathered and dispersed, constantly vanished, and constantly shifted between strength and weakness.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly and roared angrily, "Damn it, how dare you?"

A calm voice seemed to pierce through the distant void and enter the hall, "What wouldn't this Venerable One dare to do?"

A violent aura emerged from Chang Buzhi's body, and in an instant, a dense aura of death flooded the entire Wuchang Hall like a tidal wave, and even outside the hall, a deathly wind blew.

The wind blew stronger and stronger, and within a few breaths it swept across the entire Impermanent Land.

The deathly intent, like a flood, pierced through the void and the vast emptiness, surging into Yang Zhengshan's body.

The violent force of the Dao made Yang Zhengshan's robes flutter wildly, his beard and hair fly wildly, and his hair turn black and gray.

But no matter how violent the Dao of Death was, Yang Zhengshan's eyes remained one black and one white, still calm and undisturbed.

At this moment, Yang Zhengshan was like a greedy sponge, frantically absorbing the death intent from Chang Buzai. At the same time, he used the Yin-Yang Diagram of Life and Death to transform the violent death intent into the life intent, trying his best to maintain a balanced state.

This was practically like the Star Absorbing Technique; Yang Zhengshan was absorbing the Dao essence that Chang Buzai had accumulated over ten thousand years.

No wonder Chang was so furious.

Yang Zhengshan stared at Chang Zaibu, muttering to himself.

"Don't rush, don't rush! You absolutely mustn't sever the connection with your clone! The main body hasn't absorbed enough yet!"

At this moment, every second he absorbs is equivalent to several years of secluded cultivation.

Such an opportunity is truly rare.

Chang Buzai actually descended through a device, and actually sent down a clone connected to his main body. This was like a power bank handing over an interface, allowing Yang Zhengshan to seize his Dao intent without any restraint.

If the absent true body were here, he would not be able to absorb the other's Dao intent in such a way, because the true body's control over the Dao intent is far superior to that of the clone.

Chang was furious and roaring, but finally he realized that he was completely helpless in the face of this situation.

Left with no other choice, he had to sever the connection with his clone.

If he doesn't stop, all the resources he has accumulated over tens of thousands of years will be given to Yang Zhengshan today.

Looking at the dissipating afterimage, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but show a look of regret.

The intense sense of death made him somewhat unable to resist.

The feeling of getting something for nothing is so amazing. In just a few breaths, he gained what was equivalent to a thousand years of cultivation in seclusion.

He's having a good time, but he'll be in trouble if Chang isn't around.

He only gained the savings of a thousand years, while Chang Zai lost the savings of three thousand years; the difference was lost in the transmission and absorption process.

"Oh, what a pity!" Yang Zhengshan said regretfully. At this moment, he wished he could tie Chang Zaibu to his body and make Chang Zaibu his power bank.

However, if he really tied Chang Zaibu to his body, Chang Zaibu would probably kill him.

If the true form of Chang Buzai were to arrive, he would be unable to seize Chang Buzai's Dao intent.

Yang Zhengshan gently caught the fluttering parchment, looked at the runes on it, and felt the Daoist aura of death contained within it.

"Unfortunately, it's just a tattered page; it's not of much use!"

Then he looked at Li Shanghun, who was now completely in despair.

The sect leader has disappeared, but he is still here.

Looking into Yang Zhengshan's gaze, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"You can't kill me!" he exclaimed in panic.

Yang Zhengshan looked at him curiously, "Why not?"

"I, I, I am willing to serve you!" Li Shanghun thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason for Yang Zhengshan to let him go. In the end, he could only choose to submit to Yang Zhengshan.

Betraying the Impermanent Ghost Sect and surrendering to Yang Zhengshan would also be a good option for him.

At least he can survive.

The older people get, the more they fear death.

Even Li Shanghun is afraid of death!

It's not that he lacks backbone.

Rather, he didn't want to die in such a meaningless way.

That's right, for him, there was no value in facing death like this.

He would not hesitate to die on the path to breakthrough.

He was filled with resistance to the idea of ​​dying for the Impermanent Ghost Sect.

The Impermanent Ghost Sect is not a harmonious sect; it is filled with infighting and struggle.

This made him feel little sense of belonging to the Impermanent Ghost Sect, and also allowed him to betray the Impermanent Ghost Sect without any psychological burden.

(End of this chapter)