Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 988 The Heavenly Law, True Monarch of White Clouds
After handing the Red Soul over to Hongyun, Yang Zhengshan devoted his energy to refining the top-grade Demon Essence Pill.

Yang Zhengshan was already extremely skilled at refining Demon Essence Pills, but he would still need to spend some time and effort to refine a top-grade Demon Essence Pill.

Just as Yang Zhengshan began refining the top-grade demon essence pill, the Sun Cave Heaven completely collapsed at the edge of the Wanhua Mountain Range.

Above Emerald Valley, numerous rifts in the void, caused by spatial distortion, stretched out in a dense network. A sense of emptiness, darkness, and chaos seeped out from these rifts like rolling waves, rendering the surrounding area of ​​three thousand miles as if a catastrophe had struck.

In fact, this was a terrible disaster. The cave fell, not from the sky, but from the void.

The spatial distortion that caused the rift in the void was just the prelude; the real disaster was the instant the cave heaven collapsed.

As time passed, the countless cracks in the void suddenly emitted a piercing shriek, and the darkness at the edges began to boil.

Blinding bursts of spiritual energy, predominantly crimson, exploded from the largest crack, and the outline of the terrain within the Sun Cave slowly emerged from the void.

The boiling sea of ​​blazing sun, with its intense and dazzling solar fire, was now as if gripped by an invisible giant hand, hurtling towards the edge of the Wanhua Mountains with the force of shattering space.

In the instant before the collision, the light curtain surrounding the cave and the barrier of the void shattered simultaneously, turning into countless streams of fire. Immediately following was a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth, as crimson magma fell from mid-air like a raging flood, pouring down upon the vast, rolling mountains and forests.

The rock layers were torn up like paper, and scorching magma mixed with broken ancient trees gushed out, instantly turning the gloom of Emerald Valley into scorched earth.

Even more terrifying, the spatial folds spread like ripples, turning birds and beasts into blood mist wherever they passed, and crushing ancient temples into pieces of wood. Then, chunks of land, carrying magma, slowly emerged, pressing down on mountaintops, foothills, ridges, and valleys.

A series of booming sounds echoed, and the earth emitted a series of ear-piercing buzzing sounds, which were caused by the compression of the earth and rocks.

What is meant by the collapse of the heavens and the cracking of the earth?

This is the cataclysmic collapse of heaven and earth!
The horrific disaster lasted for a full day and night. When everything finally calmed down, all that remained between heaven and earth was a hazy gray.

Centered on Emerald Valley, the surrounding area for miles around was turned into a scene of devastation.

The sky was shrouded in a layer of grayish-red smoke, through which one could vaguely make out menacing mountain ranges.

Looking down from high above, it felt like the entire earth below had turned into a fiery hell.

Above the sky, in a magnificent palace, the tightly closed doors suddenly burst open.

A woman dressed in a flowing, shimmering robe emerged gracefully. Her moon-white skirt was adorned with stardust, and as she moved, it resembled a shattered Milky Way flowing through the void. Her face was ethereal and pure, her brows and eyes frosty yet dewy. A jade hairpin was tucked diagonally into her silver-threaded hair, and the refracted light subtly smoothed out the distorted space around her.

She treads on the void as if walking on clear water, her skirt sweeping across the ground, the overflowing spiritual energy transforming into fireflies. She lowers her gaze to look down at the earth, her eyes filled with compassion yet without wavering. As her sleeves flutter, a faint light appears to mend the cracked sky, and the smoke on the scorched earth suddenly subsides.

Outside the hall, many figures who had been waiting for a long time bowed and said, "Greetings, Daoist Envoy!"

The woman's gaze swept over the faces before she said in a clear voice, "Everyone, the world is now set. My Heavenly Law will only take three-tenths of the True Fire of the Sun! The rest of the opportunities are for you to seek yourselves!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her sleeve, and in the next moment, an invisible aura fell into the scorched earth below.

In an instant, a bright crimson-gold flame blazed from the scorched earth, and twelve terrifying figures leaped into the air.

"presumptuous!"

A clear, cold shout rang out, and the twelve lava generals who had leaped into the air suddenly froze. Then, they were pulled downwards by an invisible force and slammed heavily onto a scorched patch of earth.

As the Sun Cave Heaven fell, the True Fire of the Sun seemed to weaken considerably, and the originally boiling lava cooled down, turning into strips of gray, winding stone.

What was originally a hill only a few dozen or a few hundred feet high has now become a huge mountain range, more than three thousand feet high.

The mountains are so high that they can overlook the thousands of peaks in the Wanhua Mountain Range.

The mountains are so vast that they cover an area of ​​thousands of miles.

Originally, this area was just the edge of the Wanhua Mountains, with only some low hills, but now it has become an enormous mountain range.

A clear, cold shout rang out, and a fist-sized, crimson-gold flame drifted out from the towering mountains.

It floated slowly and gently into the woman's fair and delicate palm.

The blazing and violent true fire of the sun floated peacefully in her palm like a quiet flower.

The woman looked at the True Fire of the Sun in her hand, a faint smile appearing on her cold and beautiful face.

"Please make yourselves at home!"

A casual remark spread, and the woman turned and gracefully flew back to the palace. The gates closed, and the magnificent hall vanished into the world as a streak of light.

Just as the woman's words were spoken, a series of figures who had been waiting for a long time fell like shooting stars into the scorched earth mountains.

What followed was a chaotic brawl.

This is not an ordinary free-for-all, but a free-for-all between Golden Core cultivators.

The terrifying energy exploded, shaking the heavens and earth. Even thousands of miles away, one could feel the extremely terrifying aura.

With the departure of Golden Core cultivators, Foundation Establishment cultivators no longer have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

"Old ghost of the Yellow Springs! It's time we settled the score!"

Above the sky, a man dressed in white with a square face suddenly stopped in front of the Yellow Spring Ancestor.

The old ancestor of the Yellow Springs, dressed in coarse linen clothes, looked at the man before him with a warm smile and said, "Young friend Baiyun, why bother?"

Indeed, the person before us is none other than True Lord Baiyun.

Baiyun Zhenjun did not die. Although he was besieged by the Golden-Winged Eagle Demon King and the Earth-Shaking Tiger Demon King in Dali Mountain, he escaped unscathed. He was not only alive but also uninjured.

However, he did not return to Baiyun Immortal City and only showed up now.

As for the reason!

It's all because the Yellow Springs Palace was plotting against White Cloud Immortal City behind the scenes.

Compared to the Yellow Springs Palace, the White Cloud Immortal City is undoubtedly much weaker.

Most importantly, True Monarch Baiyun was well aware that his strength was insufficient to stop the attacks of the two demon kings, let alone contend with Old Ghost Huangquan.

The reason he is showing up now is to take revenge on Huang Quan Lao Gui.

This time, he not only lost face, but also caused heavy losses to the Baiyun Daoist lineage.

If he didn't retaliate, he would definitely become a laughing stock among many Golden Core cultivators. For the sake of his own reputation and to avenge the White Cloud Dao lineage, he had to cause some trouble for Old Ghost Huang Quan.

Now is the best time.

With the cave heavens falling and the Daoist Envoy of the Heavenly Cultivation Sect already gone, what follows is the time for many Golden Core cultivators, demon kings, and ghost kings to vie for their interests. Wasn't the old ghost of the Yellow Springs planning for this moment all along?

As long as he can hold off the old ghost of the underworld, the old ghost of the underworld will not be able to gain anything.

"Hehe, old ghost of the Yellow Springs, although I am no match for you, I can still hold you off for a few hours!"

This time, I'll make sure you end up with nothing!

Baiyun Zhenjun said with a cold smile.

His idea was simple: to keep Huang Quan Lao Gui occupied and prevent him from competing for benefits.

The old ghost of the Yellow Springs frowned slightly, his pale eyes slowly turned black, and his originally calm aura became extremely cold.

The overwhelming ghostly energy exploded like a monstrous wave, and gusts of yin wind howled like ghosts wailing.

"You are courting death!"

"Hmph! That depends on whether you have the ability!"

Baiyun Zhenjun snorted coldly, and the next moment, a large drum suddenly appeared in front of him.

This drum is about eight feet wide, with a dark blue body covered in a dense spiderweb of silver-blue lightning patterns, like lingering embers of thunder. The drumhead is as thin as a cicada's wing yet stronger than fine steel, and nine bronze chains are attached to the side of the drum, with lightning crystal bells hanging from the ends of the chains.

Baiyun Zhenjun held two dark black drumsticks, his eyes flashing with sharp lightning, and struck the drumsticks hard.

The drumbeats sounded, and the thunder patterns suddenly lit up.

The booming drumbeats were like distant thunder, shaking one's soul; then lightning flashed, and the drumbeats transformed into tangible thunder whips, crackling and popping in the void.

As the drums trembled, the bells rang and the thunder resonated, and thousands of lightning bolts cascaded down like waterfalls, instantly turning the surrounding dozens of miles into a thunderous hell.

The power generated by just a few taps far exceeded the thunderous force that Yang Zhengshan had unleashed with all his might in the Sun Cave.

dong dong dong~~
The drumbeats continued, growing increasingly dense.

Boom~~
Thunder rumbled in, and countless bolts of lightning crisscrossed the heavens and earth.

"You asked for this!"

Looking at the sky filled with lightning, the old ghost of the underworld had a face as black as coal.

Ghostly energy permeated the air, constantly clashing amidst countless bolts of lightning. At the same time, a scroll depicting a dark river of waves unfolded behind the Yellow Springs Ancestor.

Within the scroll, the surging river, carrying the wailing of a thousand-year-old vengeful spirit, bursts forth, instantly engulfing countless thunderbolts within it.

Seeing this, True Lord Baiyun was not afraid at all, and beat the thunderous war drums even more urgently.

This drum is his natal spiritual weapon, named Nine Heavens Thunder River.

He founded the Baiyun Daoist lineage, but he himself was only a first-level rogue cultivator and did not have any profound inheritance.

Therefore, the inheritance of the Baiyun Daoist lineage mainly came from his fortuitous encounters.

The inheritance he received was also the inheritance of thunder magic.

Among them, the most important transmission is the "Nine Heavens Cloud and Thunder Scripture".

The Nine Heavens Thunder Scripture and the Nine Heavens Thunder River are of the same lineage.

Compared to him, the legacy of the Old Ghost of the Underworld is undoubtedly the Yellow Springs Record.

The waters of the Yellow Springs surged forth, while thunder from the heavens poured down. The two collided violently, and in an instant, the water droplets exploded into billions of ink beads. Each droplet was enveloped in a ghostly blue death aura, yet it was struck by the lightning and hissed and smoked.

The lightning, like a golden whip, lashed into the turbid stream, stirring up water vapor that evaporated into mist. Within the mist, countless ghostly figures of the dead roared, only to be torn apart by arcs of lightning the moment they peeked out.

A ball of light, interwoven with cyan and purple-gold, exploded in mid-air. The space was torn apart by the two forces, crackling loudly. The gushing Yellow Spring water, upon encountering the thunder and fire, ignited into a ghostly green flame.

The lightning bolt crashed into the torrent, creating a gap of about ten feet on the surface of the water. However, it was instantly filled by the even more turbulent Yellow Spring water. The waves, carrying the broken lightning threads, surged back, turning the clouds in the sky black.

The old ghost of the Yellow Springs has reached the peak of the Ghost King realm, which is equivalent to the peak of the Golden Core realm.

Compared to him, True Monarch Baiyun's cultivation level was only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

With Baiyun Zhenjun's strength, he absolutely could not defeat Huangquan Laogui, but Baiyun Zhenjun only wanted to hold off Huangquan Laogui and did not want to fight him to the death.

Therefore, the battle between the two quickly devolved into a stalemate.

They went back and forth, having a great time.

However, upon closer observation, it can be seen that True Lord Baiyun was always wandering around and did not confront Ancestor Huangquan head-on.

Although Huangquan Laozu wanted to quickly defeat Baiyun Zhenjun, he found it difficult to subdue him in the short term.

In the midst of the battle, True Lord Baiyun suddenly disappeared into the void.

At first, Huangquan Laozu did not want to enter the Great Void, but Baiyun Zhenjun kept harassing Huangquan Laozu by constantly shuttling between the Great Void and the main world.

In the end, the Yellow Spring Ancestor was so angry that he had no choice but to enter the Great Void to fight against the White Cloud True Lord.

The two figures disappeared, and instead began to collide and entangle in the void.

However, Baiyun Zhenjun soon jumped out of the Great Void and fought with Huangquan Laozu in the main world again, but not long after, the two went to the Great Void again.

And so, the two fought in the main world one moment and in the void the next.

As time went on, the battle between the two intensified, but their location gradually moved away from the mountains where the Sun Cave had fallen.

Clearly, Baiyun Zhenjun's plan had succeeded. He had successfully entangled Baiyun Zhenjun and led him away from the mountains left behind by the Sun Cave Heaven.

The two fought further and further apart, gradually disappearing into the world and never being seen again.

(End of this chapter)