Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 804 Sword Dao Immortal Cultivation, Sword Dao Martial Cultivation

"Hmph, I knew you Hidden Sword Mountain wouldn't sit still!"

Above the trembling sky, an old and hoarse voice echoed, as if from the deepest hell, carrying endless coldness and mockery, lingering over the fiercely contested battlefield.

"Is that so? My Hidden Sword Mountain has been out of the public eye for many years. It seems that the world has forgotten what it means to be a sword cultivator!"

A voice as loud as a bell, carrying with it sharp sword energy, suddenly resounded.

The sound was like the clash of metal and stone, crisp and resounding. As soon as it rang out, it surged like a tidal wave, instantly suppressing the deafening noise of the battle around them.

For a moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be frozen in place, everyone subconsciously stopping their movements and looking in the direction of the sound.

"Sword rises!"

With this concise and powerful shout, a cold light suddenly streaked across the sky. The light was as thin as a hair, yet it was so bright that it seemed to split the world in two.

In the blink of an eye, the cold light magnified instantly, and sword energy crisscrossed the surroundings. Countless tiny sword energies circled and shuttled around like swimming dragons, cutting through the heavens and earth with a "sizzling" sound.

The swordsman appeared, his white robe fluttering in the wind, his long hair dancing wildly, his eyes cold as frost, and he exuded an aura of transcendence and arrogance.

With a gentle lift of his hand, countless tiny sword energies poured down onto the battlefield below under his control.

The enormous black hand reappeared, but this time it failed to block the sword energy.

Those tiny sword energies seemed indestructible, piercing through the giant black palm in the blink of an eye, and then sweeping towards the group of Martial God Realm warriors below.

Just as the torrent of sword energy was about to engulf a Martial God Realm warrior, a clear shout suddenly rang out. In an instant, a giant emerald green umbrella opened without warning, like a strange blue lotus blooming in a desperate situation, firmly blocking the way between heaven and earth.

The giant umbrella's canopy was woven from an unknown emerald-green spiritual substance, its surface shimmering with a faint halo, with intricate runes appearing and disappearing. The umbrella ribs were forged from incredibly tough metal, each radiating a chilling gleam, remaining as steady as Mount Tai even when facing the indestructible torrent of sword energy.

The moment the giant umbrella opened, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The violent sword energy crashed into the umbrella surface, producing a deafening roar, like countless thunderclaps exploding in one's ears.

The umbrella trembled slightly, yet remained standing, blocking all the sword energy.

The martial artists at the Martial God Realm under the umbrella, whose faces were originally filled with shock, now showed a hint of relief at surviving a disaster.

Looking up at the enormous, emerald-green umbrella overhead, they felt an indescribable sense of awe and gratitude.

"This is the essence of immortal cultivation!"

Lu Fusheng's eyes shone brightly, and his mind was filled with surging thoughts.

This was the second time he had witnessed immortal cultivators fighting. The first time was naturally in Shanggu County, in the battle between Yang Zhengshan and the evil spirits.

At that time, Yang Zhengshan released the Qinghua Thunder Pearl, which annihilated the evil spirit in the blink of an eye, bringing him a strong sense of shock.

However, compared to the current scene of immortal cultivators fighting, Yang Zhengshan's Qinghua Thunder Pearl seemed insignificant.

Although the divine lightning of the Wood element that the Azure Thunder Pearl unleashed was powerful, it was only a momentary burst, and its power was far less than that of the sword energy dragon from before.

Lu Fusheng was eager to learn more about the methods of immortal cultivators, but unfortunately, this was not the time for him to stand idly by.

This time, a total of twelve martial artists at the Martial God Realm came from the three sects and twelve families, and he was one of them.

The Netherworld Sect was also well-prepared, and eleven Martial God Realm warriors had arrived.

Moreover, even the sword cultivators from Hidden Sword Mountain and the immortal cultivators from Netherworld Sect have come.

The two sides have reached a point where they must determine who is superior and who will live or die.

The battle was so fierce that even Lu Fusheng could perish if he made the slightest mistake.

Ignoring the battle between the cultivators above, Lu Fusheng exchanged a glance with his opponent, and the two of them tacitly flew away into the distance, chasing each other and colliding repeatedly.

Clearly, they both wanted to get away from the center of the battlefield. As for whether they would still fight desperately after getting away, that would depend on whether the two could reach a tacit understanding.

Yang Zhengshan watched the terrifying sword energy erupting in the sky from afar, his heart pounding with excitement.

The sword energy filled the sky and transformed into a long river, like the waters of the Milky Way pouring down. Its chilling power seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth.

Of course, that giant umbrella that could support the sky was also very powerful, able to block the impact of the river of sword energy. That giant umbrella was definitely an extraordinary magic weapon.

The battle continued, with a long river of sword energy sweeping across the entire sky.

The giant green umbrella and the giant black hand kept blocking, while various spells were mixed in. However, due to the distance, Yang Zhengshan could not see clearly and could only make out some general situations.

That sword cultivator was fighting two opponents at once, and he was not at a disadvantage. In fact, he even suppressed the two immortal cultivators from the Netherworld Sect, forcing them to defend passively and unable to launch an effective counterattack.

The battles among the surrounding Martial God Realm warriors were also extremely fierce. Yang Zhengshan even noticed that one Martial God Realm warrior was killed on the spot by a woman in green wielding a long sword.

Although this woman was not a cultivator, her swordsmanship was extremely powerful.

"This person must possess sword intent!" Yang Zhengshan's pupils contracted as he carefully observed the long sword in the woman's hand.

Are martial artists really far inferior to immortal cultivators?

That's not necessarily true!
At the very least, Yang Zhengshan knew that some martial artists could still contend with immortal cultivators.

For example, Ding Qiu could pose a great threat to Yang Zhengshan.

Without using the Azure Sword and the Golden Crow Eight Trigrams Furnace, Ding Qiu could roughly fight him to a draw.

Ding Qiu's sword intent had far surpassed his unique spear intent.

This is normal, since Yang Zhengshan is no longer focused on spear intent and has devoted more energy and time to the path of immortality.

Ding Qiu, however, has been refining his sword intent, and his sword gives people an extreme sense of danger.

Yang Zhengshan only felt threatened, while Zhou Tianci and the others didn't even have the courage to make a move in front of Ding Qiu.

According to Yang Zhengshan's estimation, Ding Qiu's current strength in the Spirit Origin Land should be second only to Yang Zhengshan, and may even have surpassed Yu Qingyi.

To be honest, this was beyond many people's expectations, and even Yang Zhengshan did not expect Ding Qiu's growth to be so terrifying.

The sword energy that the woman in front of them had just unleashed contained something similar to Ding Qiu's sword intent.

Of course, this woman is far more powerful than Ding Qiu, far beyond what Ding Qiu can currently compare to.

Just as Yang Zhengshan was staring at the woman in green, she suddenly turned around and looked in his direction.

The sharp gaze struck Yang Zhengshan's heart like a sword, startling him.

The next moment, he returned directly to the Land of Spiritual Origin.

"Damn, what a terrifying sense of perception!"

He had hidden himself very well, his entire body huddled inside the tree trunk, his presence completely concealed.

Moreover, he was more than forty miles away from the woman in green, yet she still managed to sense his presence.

Chu Lingxiao gazed at the inconspicuous mountain in the distance, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing slightly, but then her expression relaxed, and she transformed into a streak of light, charging towards the battlefield not far away.

She had sensed someone spying on her, but the feeling was vague, leaving her unsure of its accuracy. Yang Zhengshan, having observed from the Spirit Source Land for a while and confirming that nothing unusual had happened on the hilltop where he had been, emerged from the Spirit Source Land again and looked towards the battle in the east.

The battle continued, with fluctuations of clashing energy filling the surrounding sky. Although the strongest fluctuations came from the fight between immortal cultivators, the battle fluctuations from those martial god realm experts were also extremely terrifying.

The winds were surging, and even though Yang Zhengshan was far away from the battlefields, he could still feel the strong gusts of wind.

Yang Zhengshan carefully observed each battle, comparing each figure with the powerful figures he had heard of.

Unfortunately, not many people can match the description.

Martial God Realm experts and Innate Realm martial artists are completely different levels. Although Yang Zhengshan had heard of many Martial God Realm experts in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, the information he had heard was far from reality.

This meant that he didn't have many people whose identities he could confirm.

In the end, he managed to confirm the identities of the six people.

He knew Duan Qingyun of the Xuanqing Sect, Yue Su of the Huanyue Sect, and Lu Fusheng of the Lu family, so he immediately confirmed their identities.

There is also Master Shanyuan of the Wuxiang School. His appearance is too distinctive. He is a bald old monk and can be recognized at a glance.

Another one is Sun Bugu from the Sun family. His sharp metal sword aura is very distinctive, and Yang Zhengshan knows a lot about the Sun family, so he can recognize him.

The last one is Yu Qian, the patriarch of the Beishi family. He is known as the number one person below the Martial Immortal in the Lingxiu Sea. He is very famous in the Lingxiu Sea. Yang Zhengshan has heard of his name. So he can be seated with him.

As for the others, Yang Zhengshan couldn't recognize them.

The battle lasted all day and didn't completely subside until the morning of the next day, finally ending with the retreat of the Netherworld Gate.

Yang Zhengshan was not clear about the specific results.

He only knew that at least four Martial God Realm experts had died in this battle, but he didn't know anything else.

Some martial arts masters would disappear without a trace during the fight, making it impossible for him to observe them.

As for the battle between immortal cultivators, it should be determined which sword cultivator from Hidden Sword Mountain emerged victorious.

It was precisely because the two immortal cultivators from the Netherworld Sect were defeated that this battle ended so hastily.

After a great battle, the area surrounding the ancient ruins was in ruins for hundreds of miles. Among the rolling hills, more than a dozen peaks were leveled, and many places were so pitted and uneven that their original scenery was no longer recognizable.

After watching the entire battle, Yang Zhengshan felt no fear whatsoever; instead, he was filled with excitement and passion.

The stronger these powerful individuals are, the broader their future prospects are.

As for the impact of this battle, it was certainly enormous.

The three sects and twelve families fought a great battle against the Netherworld Prison Sect, and Hidden Sword Mountain emerged. However, the outcome of this battle will bring about earth-shattering changes to the situation in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty.

Of course, these things are not of much concern to Yang Zhengshan now, nor are they things that Yang Zhengshan should worry about.

The ancient array has been closed; now it's his turn to empty it.

Yang Zhengshan first entered the ancient ruins, took out the jade token, left his aura, and then came to Yang Family Winery in Snow Valley Town through the cave portal. He left the jade token with Zhen Tao and took the cave portal.

Finally, he followed his own aura back to the ancient ruins.

He had already tested it; even if he left the Spirit Source Land through the Divine Soul Seed and the Cave Heaven Gate, he could still return to the place where he entered the Spirit Source Land.

This is a question concerning the anchor point of the Spirit Source Land.

The connection between the Spirit Source Land and the outside world is not the cave entrance or the divine soul seed, but Yang Zhengshan himself.

Previously, Yang Zhengshan could only enter and exit from the same place, because his location was the anchor point connecting the Spirit Source Land with the outside world.

Now that there are more cave entrances and spirit seed, Yang Zhengshan can use these two things to enter and exit the Spirit Source Land, but the anchor point he left behind will not disappear.

In short, Yang Zhengshan himself is a passage connecting the Spirit Source Land to the outside world. He can set the entrance and exit of his passage in one place, and then enter and exit the Spirit Source Land through the cave portal and the divine soul seed, without affecting the passage he set.

Arriving once again at the ancient ruins, Yang Zhengshan gazed with sparkling eyes at the lush green forests and the dilapidated palaces and buildings.

"From this moment on, everything here is mine! Hahaha~~~"

Yang Zhengshan shouted, somewhat overly excited.

He had been preparing for this for several years, and now that he had finally entered the ancient formation again, it was understandable that he was a little too excited.

However, his excitement only lasted a short while before he calmed down.

With a thought, eighteen blue wolves immediately appeared in front of Yang Zhengshan.

The six wolf cubs from ten years ago have now grown up. Although their strength is not yet comparable to their parents, it is already comparable to a Heavenly Gang stage martial artist.

Speaking of the growth of mythical beasts, they also have a great advantage, as they possess great strength as soon as they reach adulthood.

Animals like the Crimson Cloud Horse and the Flying Slave Eagle possess strength comparable to a Qi Sea stage martial artist once they reach adulthood.

Once the Azure Wolf reaches adulthood, it possesses strength comparable to a martial artist in the Heavenly Gang stage.

However, it would be much more troublesome for them to improve their strength again, as they would need to consume a large number of spiritual treasures from heaven and earth, which is much more difficult than human cultivation.

Of course, we're talking about exotic beasts, not monsters.

Only by possessing cultivation techniques can a mythical beast become a demon beast, and demon beasts can cultivate by breathing in the radiance of the sun and moon and absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Therefore, the two are fundamentally different.

The eighteen blue wolves, each possessing the strength of a Heavenly Gang stage warrior, were still a formidable force within the ancient formation, even without their king.

"You will split into three teams and kill all the humans here!"

Yang Zhengshan gave the order in a cold voice.

Although the ancient formation has been closed, it is still possible that some people may remain inside.

In order to occupy the entire ruined formation, Yang Zhengshan must first eliminate these people.

As for whether these people deserved to die, sorry, that's not a question Yang Zhengshan would consider.

He is willing to be kind to those who pose no threat to him, but to those who do, he says, "I'm sorry, whether you are innocent or not is none of my business."

Occupying and emptying the ancient formation is crucial to whether Yang Zhengshan can establish his foundation, whether everyone can obtain spiritual objects to break through, and the future development of the Spirit Source Land.

Even if there were a group of innocent people in front of him, Yang Zhengshan would not hesitate to raise his butcher's knife.

Humans must be eliminated, and so must the strange beasts.

Anything that stands in his way must be eliminated first.

(End of this chapter)