Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 900 How about this sword strike from me?
Pick the softest persimmon first. After dealing with two early Foundation Establishment cultivators, Yang Zhengshan had a thought. The Seven Treasures Soul Suppressing Pagoda in his sea of ​​consciousness emitted a faint glow, and an invisible force enveloped a mid Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage was still under the influence of the Soul-Capturing Bell when, without any reaction, his soul was pulled into the Soul-Returning Array by the Seven Treasures Soul-Suppressing Pagoda.

From shaking the Soul-Capturing Bell to unleashing two Soul-Breaking Cones, and then activating the Soul-Returning Array of the Seven Treasures Soul-Suppressing Pagoda, the entire process took only a breath. Yet, in this short time, Yang Zhengshan had already dealt with three Foundation Establishment cultivators.

He did not choose to attack Xu Mingzhu because Xu Mingzhu had the cultivation level of the late Foundation Establishment stage. Before knowing Xu Mingzhu's exact cultivation level, he was not confident that he could kill him with one blow.

Just as he expected, he had just pulled the soul of the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator into the Soul Returning Array when he felt a terrifying gust of wind rushing towards him.

Without a second thought, he flashed and moved more than thirty feet away.

With a loud bang, a huge fist slammed into the spot where he had just been standing. The terrifying force blasted through the air, creating a deafening explosion.

"Yang Zhengshan, hehe, very good, very good, you are very good!" Xu Mingzhu stared coldly at Yang Zhengshan.

Behind him, a terrifying Dharma image appeared out of nowhere.

The Dharma form was ten zhang tall, its body a semi-transparent fluid shape that was neither human nor inhuman. Countless tiny ice shards surrounded its body, piecing together a cold and majestic face. Two clusters of dark purple flames burned in its pupils, revealing a chilling killing intent.

It was covered in scales formed from dark gray currents, each scale adorned with mysterious and ancient runes, and gray scales would fall off with every movement.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the image of the Buddha behind him, his eyes narrowing slightly.

When he fought against Xu Mingzhu and his two siblings outside Lotus Heart Valley, Xu Mingzhu also used this method. At that time, there was a blood-red figure more than ten feet tall behind him.

The figure is now much smaller, but it has become more solid.

Yang Zhengshan knew that this was the Dharma Body, also known as the Dharma Form, which was a type of body-refining technique in the immortal path.

This Dharma form seems to be somewhat different from the Devouring Spirit Dharma Body, which allows the cultivator's body to gain powerful strength and transform into a powerful Dharma form.

Xu Mingzhu, however, was forming a Dharma image outside his body, without much change in himself.

"Die!"

Xu Mingzhu stared at Yang Zhengshan with a sinister look in his eyes and let out a low roar.

The enormous Dharma image pressed down on Yang Zhengshan like a mountain. Yang Zhengshan avoided its sharp edge and pushed back another hundred feet.

Xu Mingzhu naturally pursued relentlessly.

To be honest, Xu Mingzhu was somewhat blinded by anger at this moment, and he seemed to have forgotten what Yang Zhengshan was best at.

He was very fast, and even with the huge Dharma body on his back, he still appeared very agile and nimble.

But he was facing Yang Zhengshan, whose specialty was spatial teleportation.

As a result, he kept pursuing, while Yang Zhengshan kept retreating and dodging. The two figures moved and darted across the river, and for a time they were entangled.

Just as Yang Zhengshan lured Xu Mingzhu away, Xuanzhen, Yunxiao, and Bai Xiaoyun also entered the formation.

Yang Zhengshan has just dealt with three Foundation Establishment cultivators, but there are still five Foundation Establishment cultivators in the air: Zhou Tu, Master Zhou, and Xu Mingzhu's three subordinates.

Yang Zhengshan's attack came too suddenly, and by the time the five people came to their senses, Xu Mingzhu had already chased after Yang Zhengshan and left, while Xuanzhen, Yunxiao, Bai Xiaoyun and others also arrived nearby.

Facing a three-on-five situation, with all five opponents being mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators, Xuanzhen and his companions seemed to be at a clear disadvantage.

However, don't forget that there is also the Taiyin Cold Pool Formation here. Eroded by the Taiyin cold energy, the internal organs and dantian of the five opponents have been frozen, and they can only exert about 50% of their strength.

Before Yunxiao even got close, his sword was already in front of Zhou Tu.

The flying sword moved like a shuttle, traversing over a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, striking Zhou Tu's face like a rainbow.

Just as the sword was about to pierce Zhou Tu's face, Zhou Tu suddenly awoke, and a black shield stood before him.

"Ah~~"

He let out a roar, whether from fear or anger, it was hysterical.

Dang~~
The black shield blocked the sword's edge, and the flying sword returned empty-handed, transforming into a streak of light and flying back into Yunxiao's hand.

Yunxiao wore a blue Taoist robe, had white hair and a youthful face, and held a flying sword. The yellowish-brown sword light flashed, making his whole person look heavy.

"Who are you?" Zhou Tu shouted angrily.

"Yunxiao of Xuanqing Sect!" Yunxiao's voice was clear and resonant, like thunder.

"How dare an unknown nobody ambush me!" Zhou Tu's eyes widened in fury.

If he hadn't come to his senses just now, that sword strike would have definitely taken his life.

At this moment, he was filled with lingering fear and anger.

He was just a hair's breadth away from dying here.

He brought two fingers together, and a golden sword aura emerged from his fingertips, pointing straight to the sky.

This is the Geng Metal Sword Qi!

It is both magic and swordsmanship!
In the hands of ordinary cultivators, Gengjin Sword Qi is just a very common metal-attribute technique, but in the hands of sword cultivators, Gengjin Sword Qi is no less than any sword technique.

Sword energy swept across the sky, piercing straight into the clouds.

Yunxiao, however, revealed a cold smile.

Yang Zhengshan is right. Yunxiao is a very good-tempered person. He always likes to make friends with people and doesn't want to make enemies.

However, Yang Zhengshan did not know that Yunxiao was also a sword cultivator!
Yunxiao was born into the Xuanqing Sect, which in turn originated from Cangjian Mountain.

There's no need to elaborate on what Cangjian Mountain excels at.

Although Xuanqing Sect does not have the same foundation in swordsmanship as Cangjian Mountain, it still has many sword traditions.

"Heh, your mere tricks dare to show off your amateur skills in front of an old master like me!"

Yunxiao laughed, a very mocking laugh.

Perhaps it's because he's usually too kind, or perhaps it's because he's too low-key, that many people easily overlook his existence.

Even in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, it seems that not many people have truly paid attention to him.

However, he is already over 260 years old this year, and is about to reach the lifespan limit of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He was an old cultivator over 260 years old, a sword cultivator who had practiced for over 200 years.

"A sword hidden in the city for a long time, when it is drawn one day, it will startle the world."

"I have been silent for far too long!"

Yunxiao's words contained endless vicissitudes, but at the same time, they also contained vigorous power.

It was as if something was awakening within him.

A brownish-yellow flying sword stood before him, easily blocking Zhou Tu's Geng metal sword energy.

"Hidden Sword Mountain prefers to keep swords in their sheaths, while I prefer to keep my sword on my person!"

"I've kept my sword hidden all my life; it's time for it to be revealed!"

He reached out and grasped the flying sword in front of him, and instantly his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic change.

A powerful sword intent soared into the sky, as if everything in the world was imbued with it, even the lightning flashing within the thick, dark clouds seemed to be enveloped by the sword intent. The sudden surge of sword intent caused the others on the battlefield to change color, unable to help but cast their gazes in awe.

Yang Zhengshan, who was still entangled with Xu Mingzhu, also looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with astonishment.

It seems that even now he still doesn't know what Yunxiao is good at.

He knew that Yunxiao had the cultivation of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and if nothing unexpected happened, Yunxiao should be able to break through to the late-Foundation Establishment stage soon.

However, he did not know what Yunxiao was good at.

Did he overlook it?

Do not!
Yunxiao hid it too well.

He had known Yunxiao for over twenty years, but he had never understood Yunxiao's strength.

The terrifying sword intent pierced through the dark clouds, and the next moment, Yunxiao's sword came down.

The sharp sound of the sword tearing through the air pierced the clouds and rain, and the entire world suddenly twisted into a vortex.

The invisible sword energy surged like a tangible black tide, causing mountains to crumble and rivers to collapse in its wake. It was as if the void itself had been cleaved open with massive cracks, and dark purple lightning danced within the fissures, as if the world itself was about to crumble here.

The sword's edge struck Zhou Tu, whose anger turned into fear, which was mixed with resentment and panic.

In an instant, Zhou Tu turned into dust, which scattered in the turbulent air.

Everyone was stunned!
Even Xu Mingzhu was stunned, staring in horror at the sword in Yunxiao's hand.

He seemed to have forgotten his battle, as well as the grief and anger he felt after his brother was killed. He stared blankly at the straight, sword-like figure.

Even Yang Zhengshan's instant kill of three Foundation Establishment cultivators hadn't shocked him this much.

Yang Zhengshan was also quite bewildered; he hadn't expected Yunxiao to be so terrifying.

He used to think that Yunxiao had a good temper and was a friend worth making, but he never imagined that Yunxiao's strength would be so terrifying.

However, upon closer reflection, it's not surprising that Yunxiao possesses such strength.

Although Xuanqing Sect is not a sect of immortal cultivators, it possesses a considerable number of immortal cultivation techniques. Moreover, Xuanqing Sect has obtained many valuable items from ancient remnant arrays. In terms of foundation, Xuanqing Sect is even stronger than the current Spirit Source Land.

"Indeed, we can't underestimate any old guy!" Yang Zhengshan thought to himself.

Master Jingshui's strength is terrifying. Although Yunxiao is younger than Master Jingshui, his strength is also extremely terrifying.

"No wonder he agreed so readily to deal with Zhou Tu. If I had known this would happen, I should have dealt with Xu Mingzhu instead!"

Yang Zhengshan turned to look at Xu Mingzhu. Xu Mingzhu had also come to his senses by this time, but his face was extremely pale. He was no longer angry or vicious; instead, he looked somewhat panicked.

"How was my sword strike?" Yunxiao turned to look at Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan grinned and gave a thumbs up, "Terrifyingly strong!"

Yunxiao didn't know what Yang Zhengshan meant by giving a thumbs up, but he still laughed heartily.

"Hahaha~~~"

His laughter was different from before, and his demeanor had undergone a complete transformation, as if he were a completely different person.

"Then let's deliver one more sword strike!"

He raised his sword again, pointing it at Xu Mingzhu.

Xu Mingzhu was immediately chilled to the bone and fled into the distance without a second thought.

Yang Zhengshan did not pursue, his eyes fixed intently on the sword in Yunxiao's hand.

The sword fell.

The grayish-white Dharma body collapsed with a roar, its flesh and blood body suddenly disintegrated, and bright red flesh and blood exploded, scattering across the sky.

"died!"

"He died just like that!"

Yang Zhengshan murmured softly.

He prepared for more than half a month to kill Xu Mingzhu and Zhou Tu, and even summoned Xuanzhen and others. He had Ma Qiuyan and Ning Yun set up a great formation, but it was all defeated by Yunxiao's two swords.

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have gone through all this trouble!

Yang Zhengshan looked at Yunxiao with some resentment, "Senior, why didn't you tell me sooner that you were so strong!"

Yunxiao laughed and asked, "Are these two sword strikes worth two Demon Essence Pills?"

"Worth it, absolutely worth it!" What else could Yang Zhengshan say? He couldn't refuse this favor even if he wanted to.

"Haha, that's good! Want another sword strike?" Yunxiao laughed loudly.

There's a reason why Yunxiao has only drawn his sword today after hiding it for two hundred years.

Firstly, his lifespan is also running out. Although his cultivation is about to reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment, even if he reaches the late stage of Foundation Establishment, his lifespan will be at most eighty years.

For eighty years, he was almost unable to even touch the threshold of the Golden Core Realm.

Even without Yang Zhengshan, he would have found an opportunity to surprise everyone with a single sword strike; he couldn't very well let Yang Zhengshan take his sword to his grave.

After befriending Yang Zhengshan, he planned to use this sword against Yang Zhengshan, not to deal with Yang Zhengshan, but to make Yang Zhengshan owe him a favor for this sword.

Only with enough Demon Essence Pills could he have a chance to reach the threshold of the Golden Core Realm.

Yang Zhengshan was undoubtedly his last chance, so he was going to use this sword on Yang Zhengshan.

However, Yang Zhengshan was already quite strong and was also skilled in teleportation techniques, so he really couldn't find an opportunity to help him in his time of need and could only shamelessly offer a favor.

His gaze fell on the remaining four enemies in the air, Master Zhou and Xu Mingzhu's three subordinates.

Yang Zhengshan chuckled and casually stroked his beard. "Then let's have another strike, so that this junior can admire the prowess of his senior!"

"Wait!" Master Zhou called out urgently.

He wanted to beg for mercy.

Unfortunately, Yunxiao did not give him a chance to beg for mercy.

The sword intent soared to the sky, its blade traversing the heavens. The chill retreated, the dark clouds trembled, and the wind and rain rushed about in panic.

Yunxiao's eyes were like swords as he declared loudly, "This sword strike will end this!"

The sword cleaved down along the long river, breaking through the great formation and falling into the dried-up mountain stream.

The moment the sword touched the mountain stream, the entire world seemed to freeze. First, there was silence, then the great formation that had been cleaved apart exploded with a deafening roar. Thousands of runes scattered in all directions like shattered stars. Wherever they went, trees instantly turned into ice sculptures, and then crumbled into shimmering ice crystals in an instant.

The river was cleaved in two by the sword intent, suspended in mid-air. The surging undercurrents and fish and shrimp beneath the surface were also frozen into an eerie scene, as if time itself had been severed by the sword energy.

The rocks at the bottom of the ravine could not withstand this terrifying force. Starting from the point of contact between the sword tips, cracks spread in all directions like a spider web. In the blink of an eye, the mountains within a radius of a hundred miles groaned in unbearable pain.

With a deafening roar, the earth trembled violently, and the original riverbed seemed to have been plowed into deep furrows, with everything in its path being mercilessly crushed.

(End of this chapter)