Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1397 - 888: It’s You!

Making his way back to Shuangfeng Gorge, Yang Zhenshan maintained an extreme level of stealth. He moved like a phantom, silently infiltrating the gorge's depths.

The narrow chasm was choked with dense, dark vines, appearing even more constricted. However, this presented no obstacle to Yang Zhenshan. He unleashed his Spiritual Sense, a rapid flash, and in mere moments, he reached the gorge's floor.

The gorge bottom was enveloped in an even deeper darkness, almost absolute blackness. The air hung heavy with the fetid odor of decaying vegetation.

Yang Zhenshan continued his reconnaissance, his Spiritual Sense meticulously scanning the surroundings.

He soon detected numerous indicators of array formations. Mo Xuanyu displayed considerable skill with arrays, and the locale proved highly conducive for him to employ Evil and Blood Evil Qi in setting up his formations.

Under normal circumstances, with Yang Zhenshan’s array proficiency, he would not have been able to discern Mo Xuanyu's concealed formations.

While Yang Zhenshan's array skills were not his strongest suit, his Spiritual Sense far surpassed that of typical cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

To be precise, even among those in the late-stage Foundation Establishment, few could rival him in terms of Spiritual Sense capability.

Empowered by his Spiritual Sense, his perception was exquisitely detailed and precise, revealing all with absolute clarity.

Mo Xuanyu's hidden arrays, regardless of their sophistication in concealment, still emanated a subtle aura.

Yang Zhenshan soon arrived at the core of the formation, standing before a dark and expansive cave entrance.

Despite the cave's uninviting environment, the concentration of Spiritual Energy within was substantial. However, this was tainted by Blood Evil Qi, rendering it unsuitable for regular cultivators to undertake their training.

Yang Zhenshan probed the cave's interior with his Spiritual Sense, simultaneously assessing the surrounding energies.

The cave extended deeper than anticipated. Its walls were smooth and uniform, suggesting Mo Xuanyu had likely excavated it using mystical spells.

Navigating through the deep passage, Yang Zhenshan silently entered a brightly lit cavern.

Mo Xuanyu had a predilection for excavating caves within mountains. During his time at Black Mountain Ridge, he had carved out numerous such spaces beneath the mountain. Likewise, in Lotus Heart Valley, he had followed the same pattern. Now, he had repeated this habit once more.

The cavern was remarkably spacious, measuring about seven to eight zhang in width and one zhang in height. Within its confines lay a small Blood Pool.

The Blood Pool brimmed with rich blood plasma, and spectral Ghost Qi surged ominously within its depths.

Mo Xuanyu was seated in meditation upon a stone platform situated at the Blood Pool's center.

As he likely did not anticipate any silent intrusion, he was deeply engrossed in his cultivation, enveloped by layers of crimson Blood Evil Qi. A closer examination revealed this Qi relentlessly permeating into his physique.

This represented a unique cultivation technique belonging to the Blood Pool Steward of the Yin Ghost Department, known as the Blood Evil Three Decisions. It encompassed three stages: Body Refinement, Qi Refinement, and God Refinement.

Though the cultivation methods of the Unpredictable Ghost Sect were peculiar, their inherent quality was exceptionally high.

Consider the Blood Evil Three Decisions; its God Refinement aspect was in no way inferior to the Void Refining Scripture.

The Void Refining Scripture derived its primary potency from its intrinsic link to Grotto Heavens. Devoid of a Grotto Heaven, its value diminished below even the most rudimentary God Refinement techniques.

And Grotto Heavens are exceedingly rare entities in this world; outside of major powers, smaller factions have virtually no exposure to such phenomena.

Consequently, the Void Refining Scripture, when held by others, essentially becomes a nugatory technique.

However, in Yang Zhenshan's possession, it transformed into a divine skill scripture.

Observing Mo Xuanyu in the throes of cultivation, Yang Zhenshan's lips curved into a subtle smile.

This was truly an opportunity presented by fate!

His form flickered, and he materialized atop the stone platform in the Blood Pool's core. Yet, he immediately perceived that something was amiss.

The abundant Blood Evil Qi appeared to have found an unintended conduit, aggressively surging into his body.

While this Qi was advantageous to Mo Xuanyu, for Yang Zhenshan, it was more noxious than any known poison.

Allowing the Blood Evil Qi to infiltrate his system would result in considerable harm.

"Indeed, one should not be overly reckless; I have been somewhat careless after all!"

A thought crossed Yang Zhenshan's mind.

He had exercised considerable caution, fully aware of Mo Xuanyu's circumstances, familiar with his cultivation methods, skilled in arrays, and knowledgeable in various malevolent arts. He had even made specific preparations. Despite all this, he still found himself ensnared in Mo Xuanyu's trap.

The instant Yang Zhenshan's form appeared on the stone platform, Mo Xuanyu's eyes snapped open, revealing a pair of scarlet irises.

"Hmph, from whence did this insignificant vermin emerge, daring to infiltrate my Dao Field!"

He swiveled his head sharply towards Yang Zhenshan. Simultaneously, a layer of blood-red armor materialized around him, which was not mere armor but resembled a formidable barrier of Protective Magic.

Yang Zhenshan met his gaze, detecting a peculiar glint in Mo Xuanyu's eyes. "It is you!"

"Oh! You actually recognize me?" Yang Zhenshan responded, a touch of surprise in his voice.

They were less than two chi apart, close enough for contact, yet Mo Xuanyu, having anticipated this, transformed the attempted sneak attack into a direct confrontation.

"Yang Zhenshan, from the Spirit Sea and the Yang family. Haha, it seems you've had some good fortune," Mo Xuanyu sneered.

He was indeed aware of Yang Zhenshan, whose name carried some weight within the Spirit Sea.

However, at this particular moment, Mo Xuanyu failed to recall their previous encounter at the Beishi family. Back then, Yang Zhenshan had used a mask, successfully hiding his aura, which prevented Mo Xuanyu from recognizing him. Still, it was only a matter of time.

"Haha, I’m quite honored that you’ve heard of me!" Yang Zhenshan let out a light chuckle.

A sharp glint appeared in Mo Xuanyu’s eyes as he opened his mouth, expelling a stream of Blood Evil Qi.