Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 971 Do you dare to fight me?
"What are we waiting for! Let's go grab a magical artifact first!"

Yunxiao said.

Yang Zhengshan's lips curled up, "Then let's go steal one!"

What are they here for?

It's just robbery!
All that talk about adventure and treasure hunting is nonsense. Right now, there are tens of thousands of cultivators, demon beasts, ghost cultivators, and martial artists in the True Yang Heaven. Even if you want to go on an adventure, no one will let you go in peace. And if you want to hunt for treasure, that's even more impossible. Everyone will be fighting with you for it.

Therefore, this time entering the True Yang Heaven can be summed up in two words: 'competition'.

Fight with people, fight with ghosts, fight with demons.

Yang Zhengshan leaped into the air, joining the chaotic battlefield like a dragon in flight.

He had his eye on a magical artifact, a gourd-shaped artifact that emitted a soft blue light and a faint life force of wood attribute.

At this moment, two groups were vying for this gourd-shaped magical artifact. Yang Zhengshan recognized one of them, namely Feng Guiyue and two others from Liefeng Valley. The other group consisted of four people, all of whom had late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, but Yang Zhengshan did not recognize them at all.

Who cares who it is, just grab it first.

"Use talismans to kill you all!"

After getting close, Yang Zhengshan didn't care about anything else and threw out a stack of Xuan Lei Talismans.

It was a huge stack, with more than forty sheets.

The talisman was ignited, and instantly, a violent thunderstorm filled the entire sky.

The two sides, who were engaged in combat, were caught off guard by this sudden attack.

Yang Zhengshan stared at the cyan gourd in Feng Guiyue's hand, then with a flick of his sleeve, a vine pierced through the dense lightning and wrapped around the cyan gourd.

"court death!"

As soon as the cyan gourd left her hand, Feng Guiyue reacted, forming a hand seal, and a pale wind blade rushed towards Yang Zhengshan.

At the same time, the others rushed toward the gourd that had been pulled into the air by the green vine.

Even the thunder and lightning couldn't stop their desire for magical artifacts.

"The fire rises!"

Huhuhu~~
Fiery red and scorching flames rose up, instantly covering a large part of the sky. A woman in a red dress danced with flowing sleeves, and the dazzling flames rained down like a meteor shower.

It blocked those who wanted to steal the blue gourd.

"Six-Armed Vajra! Roar!"

Kota let out a roar, and six golden arms sprouted from his back, slamming into the wind blades released by Feng Guiyue.

In terms of cultivation level, Kota and Hong Fuxiu are only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, but their strength is in no way weaker than that of the late-Foundation Establishment stage.

They must have had exceptional qualities to be recruited by Wanbaohang.

Hong Fuxiu cultivates the Southern Bright Fire, while Kota cultivates the Vajra Body; both are immortal cultivators known for their combat prowess.

The two men intervened and blocked most of the attacks for Yang Zhengshan, who then seized the opportunity to grab the cyan gourd.

The reason they were able to succeed so smoothly was mainly because they took it by surprise. They attacked suddenly when Feng Guiyue and the others were not on guard, catching them off guard.

Yang Zhengshan gently turned the green gourd in his hand, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

Although he didn't know what the function of this magical artifact was, Yang Zhengshan could sense that it was very compatible with him.

With a flick of his wrist, the gourd artifact vanished from Yang Zhengshan's hand and was thrown into the Spirit Source Land.

If other people obtain such a magical artifact, they can only hold it in their hands or carry it on their person, because magical artifacts cannot be put into a storage bag.

But Yang Zhengshan is different; he can throw spiritual artifacts into the Spirit Source Land.

With this gourd-shaped magical artifact, Yang Zhengshan's trip was not in vain, but he would not be satisfied with just that.

"Where did you hide it?" Feng Guiyue sensed something was wrong and asked loudly.

"Hand over the stuff, or don't blame us for being impolite!" the others shouted coldly.

Once Yang Zhengshan obtained the gourd artifact, he immediately became the enemy of both sides.

The enemy outnumbers us, which seems rather unfavorable.

However, Yang Zhengshan was not afraid at all.

"I not only want your things, I also want your lives!"

"Hahaha~~"

Yang Zhengshan laughed wildly, his excitement swelling within him. At this moment, he was as if he had been injected with stimulants, and his whole being was in a state of extreme excitement.

Come to think of it, it's been a long time since he's had a truly satisfying battle.

The last major battle was the one between Wuxiang City and Youyumen. Although Yang Zhengshan used almost all his strength in that battle, he did not fight to his heart's content because he had too many concerns.

Now, within this Sun Cave Heaven, he can fight to his heart's content without any scruples or worries.

Having arrived here cautiously, now that we've revealed ourselves, there's no need to be overly cautious anymore.

With a flick of his wrist, the Azure Lightning Sword appeared in his hand.

Yang Zhengshan, sword in one hand and a stack of Xuanlei talismans in the other, charged toward Feng Guiyue.

Before they entered the Void Rift, it was Feng Guiyue who intercepted them. Although that attack didn't hinder them in any way, Yang Zhengshan still really wanted to kill this guy.

"Thunder!"

The Azure Lightning Sword unleashed a dazzling burst of lightning, causing the Mystic Lightning Talisman to ignite in succession.

Heavy, dark clouds gathered on the horizon, with lightning flashing like dragons and snakes beneath the indigo clouds.

Yang Zhengshan was completely bathed in lightning. The flowing lightning beneath his feet outlined spiderweb-like patterns on the ground. Each pattern twisted and crawled toward its target like a living creature. Wherever it passed, the grass instantly withered and the surface of the gravel was covered with fine cracks.

He slashed the Purple Lightning Sword down at Feng Guiyue, and instantly, pale lightning exploded from the cloud-shaped anvil. The lightning pillar split into thousands of silver snakes, weaving a hundred-foot-wide electric net in mid-air, turning the surrounding scenery into distorted shadows.

It was as if a million giant bells were struck at the same time, the air was shaken and rippled with visible waves, and the palace ruins below trembled in the sound waves.

The so-called "thunderous force" is actually the forceful condensation of thunderclouds and the release of thunder using powerful thunder-attribute magic.

Yang Zhengshan's move can be described as having no technique whatsoever; it was simply a brutal release of lightning.

Relying on numerous Xuanlei Talismans to unleash lightning, and using the power of the Azure Wood Purple Lightning Sword to control the lightning, they unleash terrifying lightning to attack their enemies.

This move has many advantages, the biggest of which is that it consumes little power. Yang Zhengshan can continue to activate the Xuan Lei Talisman without consuming too much magic power.

Of course, this move also has a huge drawback, which is that it requires a large number of Xuan Lei Talismans.

The Xuanlei Talisman is a second-tier talisman. Even the most ordinary Xuanlei Talisman costs thousands of spirit stones. Yang Zhengshan activated dozens of them at once, which is equivalent to losing tens of thousands of spirit stones.

It can be said that Yang Zhengshan was using spirit stones to smear people.

As for the effect.

Feng Guiyue's expression changed drastically as she looked at the sky filled with lightning. Without hesitation, she summoned an umbrella-shaped magic weapon to block the approaching lightning.

An invisible storm gathered around him, forming a barrier.

This is his signature magic weapon, the Wind-Calling Umbrella. It can be used for both offense and defense, and can also be used as a flying magic weapon, making it a very good magic weapon.

Unfortunately, his storm defense proved somewhat vulnerable to the raging lightning. "No!"

Thousands of lightning snakes broke through the storm, tearing through his protective aura as easily as ripping paper. Electricity drilled into his body through his meridians, and his bones emitted a crisp sound like metal being forged. His whole body convulsed in the lightning as he was lifted into the air, with tiny lightning arrows bursting from his hair and fingertips, shooting in all directions.

"Ah~~" Feng Guiyue roared in pain, his whole body was enveloped in condensed lightning, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a charred corpse.

Looking at his miserable end, Yang Zhengshan sneered, his eyes still filled with excitement.

This was just the beginning. After dealing with Feng Guiyue, Yang Zhengshan didn't pause and instead raised his sword, pointing it at another Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The violent arcs of electricity danced wildly, chasing after the Foundation Establishment cultivator. In the blink of an eye, they burrowed into his body like maggots clinging to a bone. The cultivator let out a muffled roar, his muscles twitching uncontrollably. The magic weapon in his hand clattered to the ground, but the current shot out like a chain of lightning from the point of contact with the weapon, striking his companion several dozen feet away.

The shield burst into a blinding light under the impact of the electric current, and soon the surface of the shield was covered with spider web-like electric patterns before it exploded into fragments with a "bang".

Yang Zhengshan moved around the battlefield, detonating one Thunder Talisman after another. The dark clouds in the sky did not dissipate, but instead grew thicker and heavier, like lead blocks that could fall at any moment.

The plasma from the exploding lightning bolts rained down in all directions, and streaks of lightning slithered across the ground like living creatures.

Initially, Yang Zhengshan only targeted those two groups, but as the area covered by the thunderclouds grew larger, Yang Zhengshan regarded almost everyone in the entire palace ruins as an enemy.

With his feet planted on a thunder serpent and his hands holding a thunder talisman, Yang Zhengshan's hair and beard flew wildly, and his robes billowed, completely transforming him into a god of death.

It's not that these Foundation Establishment cultivators aren't strong enough; it's just that they aren't as wealthy as Yang Zhengshan.

In fact, quite a few immortal cultivators managed to block Yang Zhengshan's lightning strikes and escape the range of the lightning's attack. Of course, many immortal cultivators were also turned into charred corpses under the bombardment of the lightning.

"Haha, come on!"

"Do any of you dare to fight me?"

Yang Zhengshan roared across the battlefield, chasing a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators like a tiger among wolves as they fled in all directions.

In his excessive excitement, he forgot to seize the magical artifact.

"Damn it, where did this killing god come from?!"

"Run!"

"Let's team up and kill him!"

"Don't run!"

Yang Zhengshan was able to wreak havoc on all sides because these Foundation Establishment cultivators were unable to unite and could only let Yang Zhengshan run rampant.

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

Even Hong Fuxiu and Kota kept their distance, and Yunxiao also withdrew from the battlefield.

"This...this is terrifying!" Kota exclaimed in disbelief.

Hong Fuxiu's face was also filled with fear. "Has Master Yang always been this terrifying?"

They had always thought Yang Zhengshan was a gentle person, and never imagined that he would have such a cruel side.

Not to mention them, even Yunxiao was dumbfounded.

If someone who was already familiar with Yang Zhengshan had seen this scene, they wouldn't have been so surprised.

Yang Zhengshan is somewhat ruthless. Back then, he broke through eight Hu tribe camps in seven days and slaughtered more than 100,000 Hu tribesmen. If he wasn't ruthless, how could he have done such a thing?
However, as he grew older, his status rose, and his cultivation increased, Yang Zhengshan's mind became more and more stable, and he would only occasionally reveal a little bit of his ruthless and crazy nature.

This time, Yang Zhengshan was in a state of high excitement for two reasons. First, it was due to the environment. In such an environment where enemies were everywhere, how could he defeat hundreds or thousands of enemies without being a little crazy?

Yang Zhengshan was just excited, not crazy or stupid. He just wanted to use this violent method to force back the surrounding enemies and prevent himself from being trapped in endless battles and being worn down by these enemies one after another.

The second reason is that he needs to release the evil in his heart. Being a good person for too long will put pressure on you, and there is always an evil side behind kindness.

Yang Zhengshan never considered himself a good person, nor did he ever consider himself a kind person.

However, in the Land of Spiritual Origin, he had to maintain a positive image, and in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, he also had to maintain a wise and composed appearance, which left him with nowhere to vent his evil.

There are two sides to every coin. There are no absolutely good people or absolutely evil people in this world. The only difference is whether one chooses to hide one's evil or good thoughts.

Immortal cultivators have more acute senses and more complex emotions than ordinary people.

What is good and what is evil is merely a matter of a single thought arising, and the direction taken in that thought differs.

Yang Zhengshan's excitement was a form of venting, an outlet for the evil thoughts in his heart.

What he held in his hand was not the Thunder Talisman, but his evil.

He unleashed all his evil intentions, blasting away one unfamiliar enemy after another and reaping lives he knew nothing about.

The thunderclouds grew thicker and thicker, so thick that even Yang Zhengshan felt a heavy sense of oppression.

This sense of oppression finally calmed Yang Zhengshan's excited mood.

He looked up at the thick, dark clouds, then at the empty palace ruins around him.

"Hahaha~~~"

"Haha~~~"

"Haha~~~"

Loud laughter echoed beneath the dark clouds, mingling with countless lightning bolts.

An unprecedented sense of exhilaration surged through him, giving him a wonderful feeling of spiritual elevation.

Feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

"Brother Yunxiao, this place is all ours now! Haha, come and reap the rewards!"

Yang Zhengshan shouted with delight.

Yunxiao, Kota, and Hong Fuxiu looked at each other in bewilderment before re-entering the palace ruins.

The palace ruins were now empty, with no trace of human life left, only charred corpses and a scene of utter devastation.

"Are you alright?" Yunxiao asked as she stepped forward.

"Hehe, do I look like I'm in trouble?" Yang Zhengshan grinned.

Yunxiao looked him up and down. "You seem a little different!"

"Great news, great news!" Yang Zhengshan waved his hand with a smile.

Isn't that a good thing?

With a clear mind and an elevated spirit, his spirit seemed to be purified in an instant, becoming incredibly solid.

It was as if we had stepped into a new level.

At this moment, his spiritual sense could cover a radius of three thousand feet, and his perception had also been greatly enhanced.

He could even sense the Sun Cave Heaven moaning.

That's right, it's the grotto-heaven that's wailing.

It laments its impending downfall.

Of course, this does not mean that the grotto-heavens have their own consciousness, but rather that the grotto-heavens are an outward manifestation of the great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Simply put, Yang Zhengshan sensed a change in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

(End of this chapter)