Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1698 - 1037: One Wave After Another

The morose Zhang Mo stood by the Blood Pool, gazing at the churning blood paste within, contemplating which faction to trouble next.

But right at that moment, the atmosphere in the spacious cave room suddenly fell silent.

The Blood Puppets, which were transporting corpses, suddenly froze as if turned to stone, not moving an inch, and even the blood paste in the Blood Pool seemed to solidify.

Zhang Mo felt a chill down his spine, holding his breath, his eyes filled with horror.

Though he did not know what had happened, or even understand why the blood paste before him had stagnated, he knew a powerful presence had arrived.

Golden Core Cultivator!

He slowly turned his neck, his stiff body also turning around.

Just three feet behind him stood an emaciated old man.

The old man’s eyes were incredibly deep but carried a fierce air, akin to a rampant beast eager to devour Zhang Mo whole.

"It’s you!" Zhang Mo, upon seeing the old man’s face, was stricken with fear.

"That’s right, it’s me!" the old man croaked.

"You’re not dead!"

"Hahaha, I won’t rest in peace until I kill you!" The old man laughed wildly, his laughter exuberant, even mad.

Zhang Mo’s blood-red eyes were filled with grit, "You!"

He wanted to say something more, but before he could speak, a withered hand gripped his throat tightly.

"I’ve looked for you so tirelessly! To find you, I’ve traveled throughout the Western Regions and the Wanhua Mountain Range for over a year!"

"Haha, I’ve finally found you!"

"Zhang Mo! Are you ready?"

The pair of profound eyes widened suddenly, glaring at Zhang Mo, with endless hatred and anger.

"You~ can’t~ kill me~ or else~"

Zhang Mo struggled to say, "or else~ Unpredictable Ghost Sect~ won’t let you off!"

The old man produced a dark red jade stone, showing it before Zhang Mo, "Recognize this? Unpredictable Ghost Sect, haha, old man and your sinister sect have long been at odds!"

Looking at the stone in his hand, Zhang Mo’s face flushed red, "Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade, where did you get it?"

"Where did it come from? I killed four Blood Pool Stewards already to find you!" the old man said.

Zhang Mo trembled all over.

Blood Pool Stewards were not the most important figures in the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, but they were not to be casually slaughtered either.

If only one or two Blood Pool Stewards were killed, the Unpredictable Ghost Sect wouldn’t usually pursue it, like with Mo Xuanyu initially. Unpredictable Ghost Sect’s Soul Control Hall only asked Zhang Mo to look into it without causing a major uproar.

But if it were four Blood Pool Stewards, no, five, considering the entire Wanhua Western Region and Wanhua Mountain Range only had six Blood Pool Stewards in total, with five dead, how could the Unpredictable Ghost Sect not respond?

Clearly, the person before him had targeted the Unpredictable Ghost Sect. He couldn’t contend with the entire Unpredictable Ghost Sect, but he could pluck its external tendrils one by one.

"Heh, I’ll let you experience the agony of living that’s worse than death! Believe me, I know many of your Unpredictable Ghost Sect’s methods as well!"

The old man laughed maniacally, firmly pressing the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade onto Zhang Mo’s forehead.

In an instant, Zhang Mo felt a sharp pain in his Divine Soul, and in his Sea of Consciousness appeared dozens of all-too-familiar restrictions.

Before Zhang Mo could react, the old man violently severed his connection with the Blood Pool.

Then, shockingly, the old man started refining his Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade right in front of him, taking control of his Blood Pool.

Eventually, Zhang Mo was thrown into the Blood Pool by the old man, and turned into a Blood Corpse Puppet.

And a Blood Corpse Puppet with limbs already severed.

Three days later, the Ten Thousand Bone Yin Mountain collapsed with a boom, and the old man, holding the now human-stick Zhang Mo, disappeared into the vast mountains.

...

Sky Cloud Sword Sect, Jade Sky Hall.

Yang Zhenshan entered the hall unhurriedly, looking at the White Cloud True Monarch seated inside.

"Senior Brother, you asked for me?"

"Hmm!" White Cloud True Monarch responded, saying, "Junior Brother Five, have a seat, we’ll wait for Old Three!"

Sky Cloud Sword Sect has been established for more than twenty years. Although during these years, everyone often entered closed-door training and seldom gathered, over time, everyone’s affection and trust have gradually deepened.

To this day, the relationship among White Cloud True Monarch, Que Lingyu, Jian Changhe, Yun Xiao, and Yang Zhenshan increasingly resembles that of true brothers.

Yang Zhenshan, hearing this, sat in his usual spot, sipping the already prepared tea.

Since Jian Changhe hadn’t yet arrived, White Cloud True Monarch chatted idly with Yang Zhenshan.

"Junior Brother Five, have you made any progress in your cultivation recently?"

Yang Zhenshan smiled, "There has been some progress, but it’s surely no match for Senior Brother’s. Judging by your aura, Senior Brother, you seem close to a breakthrough."

White Cloud True Monarch, hearing this, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Junior Brother Five’s insight is indeed remarkable!"

"To be honest, I’ve already sensed the opportunity for a breakthrough!"

Yang Zhenshan’s eyes gleamed, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, another step forward on the immortal path!"

If Sky Cloud Sword Sect’s entry into the council of True Yang Immortal City were to be questioned as to who benefited the most, it would undoubtedly be White Cloud True Monarch.

Whether in terms of status or benefits, White Cloud True Monarch gained the most among the five of them.

Thus, White Cloud True Monarch received much more than Yang Zhenshan.

Yang Zhenshan harbored no discontent about this.

After all, White Cloud True Monarch was their leader, and the pressure and effort he bore far exceeded the four of them.

White Cloud True Monarch waved his hand, saying, "If it weren’t for everyone’s support, I wouldn’t have achieved this breakthrough so quickly. I must thank you all for your support!"