Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1762 - 1071: Armies Gather

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Previously on Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather...
An Wusheng attempted to direct his subordinates, Yu Yuan and Ji Wusi, to confront Shui Ling, but they were too busy bickering. He also ordered Leng Xuan to lure Shui Ling away, but Leng Xuan's peculiar state of mind delayed the mission until daybreak. Once Leng Xuan finally moved, the ghost soldier army attacked True Yang Immortal City, and Leng Xuan engaged the city's protective array. Shui Ling, sensing the attack and sending out help requests, was confused when Leng Xuan unexpectedly asked her to leave with him.

Above the clouds, An Wusheng raised his hand to his forehead, full of a lifeless depression.

Letting you distract Shui Ling, not take her away.

You are enemies, enemies, not friends, why should she go with you!

"Hall Master, next time, you should let this idiot carry out a simpler task, he’s not suited for such complicated missions!" Yu Yuan said.

"Complicated?" An Wusheng gave Yu Yuan a cold glare.

It’s just a simple distraction, how is this a complicated task?

But Yu Yuan replied calmly, "For him, it is still quite complicated!"

An Wusheng was speechless.

To others, this task is very simple, but to Leng Xuan, it indeed seems a bit complex.

Ah~~

He sighed inwardly.

It’s certain that Shui Ling cannot be lured away.

Forget it, if she can’t be lured away, she can’t. As long as we don’t kill her.

Outside the True Yang Array, Leng Xuan saw that Shui Ling was unmoved, knit his brows, and said, "Come with me!"

"Why should I go with you?" Shui Ling also frowned.

This time, Leng Xuan was a bit smarter, threatening, "If you don’t come with me, I’ll break in!"

However, his threat was completely ineffective. Since the Unpredictable Ghost Sect had come to attack the city, breaking in was the most normal thing. Shui Ling didn’t believe that going with this strange guy would make the Unpredictable Ghost Sect stop attacking.

At this moment, the army of ghost soldiers outside the city had already arrived at the front of the array, and the cultivators and demon beasts inside the city had also prepared for battle.

True Yang Immortal City is a large city. Over the decades, numerous immortal cultivation forces have been attracted by the rich resources contained within Sun Giant Mountain. Today’s True Yang Immortal City is even more prosperous than the former White Cloud Immortal City, with thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators and demon beasts inside the city.

They don’t belong to True Yang Immortal City, but at this moment, they are within the city and must face the threat of the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, and they all have their own interests in True Yang Immortal City.

Facing the attack of the ghost soldiers, they naturally stand on the side of True Yang Immortal City.

The ghost soldiers attack the city, and thousands of cultivators and demon beasts are ready for battle.

Of course, most of them are not prepared to fight to the death for True Yang Immortal City. If the battle goes unfavorable, they could collapse and flee at any time.

Outside the array, the Evil Qi crashed against the array like rolling dark clouds, and on the surface of the array, golden runes flashed with brilliant light, blocking the Evil Qi outside.

Following that, continuous booming sounds were heard as various attacks landed on the array’s barrier.

The cultivators and demon beasts inside the array were not weak either, casting all kinds of spells towards the outside of the array.

The dark clouds of Evil Qi quickly spread, and in a moment, surrounded the entire True Yang Immortal City.

The surroundings, including the sky above, were all covered by the dark clouds of Evil Qi, causing the originally bright Immortal City to become dim, like a pitch-black night.

"Damn it, how many ghost soldiers came in the end!"

"Over there, there are many ghost soldiers over there, repel them!"

"Kill~~"

The city became chaotic, with noise everywhere.

True Yang Immortal City has its own City Guard Army, but these soldiers are all demon beasts. It’s really difficult for them to command an attack and defense battle.

It’s not that they lack intelligence in this regard, but they simply are not accustomed to such things.

When did demon beasts ever guard a city?

Moreover, the internal situation of the city is too complicated, with countless mixed forces, unable to form a unified command.

Everyone can only fight their own battles, rushing to the edges of the array to blockade the enemy as they see fit.

Chaos and noise reflect the current situation of True Yang Immortal City.

Shui Ling saw these scenes and was at a loss, unable to command the battle at hand.

Looking at the overwhelming dark clouds of Evil Qi, Shui Ling’s face turned extremely grim.

When will reinforcements arrive?

Will the Sky Cloud Sword Sect and Wanhua Demon Court support us?

If they abandon True Yang Immortal City, what should I do?

At this moment, she deeply regretted agreeing to Xiao Shan’s request to come to True Yang Immortal City and take charge.

However, she knew that regret was useless now.

Leng Xuan saw she wasn’t coming out and had already begun attacking the array’s barrier, and she had no choice but to fight back.

Though the True Yang Array is a third-tier array based on the underground Fire Vein, its protective power isn’t strong; amongst many third-tier protective arrays, True Yang Array is relatively weak.

It’s not that the True Yang Array is weak, but it’s the Wanhua Demon Court’s Array Dao level that’s lacking.

To be able to set up such a great array is already the highest level of array formation Wanhua Demon Court can manage.

If Leng Xuan is allowed to continue attacking, the True Yang Array will probably not hold for long.

Shui Ling gestured with her hand, and a sapphire-colored silk appeared around her, flowing like water, creating ripples in the air.

With one hand gripping the silk, she began to dance, causing the ripples to grow larger and more turbulent as she moved.

In the blink of an eye, the ripples transformed into towering waves, crashing towards Leng Xuan.

The sound of the waves roaring, Leng Xuan swung down a knife in mid-air to block the attacking giant waves.

But the next moment, he felt as if his whole body was half-bound, difficult to move.

It’s not like he was tied up; it’s more as if he was sinking into a swamp, unable to extricate himself.

A cold glint flashed in Leng Xuan’s eyes, and the bone knife in front of him split into twelve blades with a swoosh.

"If you don’t come with me, I’ll kill you!"

"Soul Prison!"

The blades were sharp, bursting with cold light like thousands of rays, instantly slicing through the attacking waves.

"Raging Sea Waves!"

Shui Ling was not to be outdone, raising the silk in her hand, immediately summoning a wave that covered the sky.

"If you want to kill me, let’s see if you have the capability!"

The giant wave was truly sky-high, surging out of the barrier of the True Yang Array, even overturning the dark clouds of Evil Qi covering the sky.

Sea water mixed with the Evil Qi clouds, sweeping down.

Countless cold lights flowed, transforming into a dragon of blades, fiercely colliding with the towering waves.

Tremendous waves of energy erupted, with sea water carrying the blades shooting in all directions, striking the array, and even blasting into the army of ghost soldiers.

The True Yang Formation shook, as if the entire True Yang Immortal City was vibrating.

However, with the protection of the array, True Yang Immortal City did not suffer any damage.

But the army of ghost soldiers outside the array fared badly, as the aftermath of the battle between two Gold Core cultivators was enough to obliterate numerous Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Moreover, the massive waves from earlier also swept away a large number of ghost soldiers within them, and this strike from the two at least shattered hundreds of ghost soldiers into remnants and severed limbs.

This was just the beginning; the two then began bombarding each other across the array barrier.

You strike, I strike. Various divine power skills surged, colliding continuously one after another.

The terrifying battle aftermath swept the surroundings, causing a large portion of the evil clouds to be cleared, and countless ghost soldiers suffered undeserved calamities.

Though protected by the array barrier, the inside of the array was not affected, yet the constant attacks caused the True Yang Formation to withstand a substantial amount of assault.

As time passed, the barrier of the array grew increasingly fragile, flickering ever more unsteadily.

...

Sky Cloud Sword Sect.

White Cloud True Monarch had already received Shui Ling’s distress message.

Sitting in the upper seat of Jade Sky Hall, his face was solemn as he looked at Que Lingyu.

"Should we go to support them now?"

"Go!" Que Lingyu replied without hesitation.

White Cloud True Monarch’s eyes drooped, "Unpredictable Ghost Sect must have been prepared for a long time!"

"Wanhua Demon Court should be prepared too!" Que Lingyu said.

White Cloud True Monarch took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in his heart.

Even though they were prepared beforehand, now that the moment was at hand, he still felt an incomparable heaviness in his heart.

They were facing the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, and even if it was just a fraction of Unpredictable Ghost Sect’s power, it was not something their newly established sect could contend with.

Compared to top forces, Sky Cloud Sword Sect was far from them, utterly incomparable.

Jian Changhe gently stroked the Green Gold Sword in his hand, speaking in a calm tone, "Senior Brother, we can no longer retreat now; retreat would mean defeat and destruction!"

Defeat does not equal death; if they wished, they could abandon Sky Cloud Sword Sect anytime, find a place to hide, and not participate in the war between Unpredictable Ghost Sect and Wanhua Demon Court.

But doing so would mean losing everything of Sky Cloud Sword Sect.

The benefits of True Yang Immortal City, the benefits of the Yunxiao Mountain Range, even Hidden Sword Mountain and Cangyu Mountain would be lost.

Compared to life, these seem not so important.

But they represent resources, represent the future.

For cultivators, resources are the future; without resources, the future remains stagnant.

White Cloud True Monarch could perhaps endure stagnation, but Jian Changhe could not.

He had just become a Golden Core cultivator, wanting to advance further to Golden Core Middle Stage, Late-stage, and eventually Peak.

Retreating was not impossible, but the premise of retreat was not to lose one’s resources.

Therefore, what he most dreaded seeing was Sky Cloud Sword Sect losing True Yang Immortal City.

Just at that moment, Yang Zhenshan and Yun Xiao entered the hall.

"What happened?" Yang Zhenshan asked casually.

"Unpredictable Ghost Sect is attacking True Yang Immortal City!" White Cloud True Monarch said.

"Oh! As expected!" Yang Zhenshan chuckled lightly.

White Cloud True Monarch said, "Shui Ling’s distress message has already arrived. Should we support them?"

"Of course we should support! Why not support?" Yang Zhenshan looked puzzled at White Cloud True Monarch.

"This time we have to face Unpredictable Ghost Sect directly!" White Cloud True Monarch was still somewhat worried.

He was still fearful of Unpredictable Ghost Sect as its power was terrifying.

Yang Zhenshan laughed lightly, "Senior Brother, we have no way to retreat anymore, unless you are willing to give up everything at hand!"

White Cloud True Monarch’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Give up everything at hand?

What a joke!

He stood up swiftly, "Issue an edict from this True Monarch, White Cloud Immortal City, Twelve Peaks, Eighteen Affiliated Families, all Foundation Establishment cultivators and Inner Sect disciples, support True Yang Immortal City immediately, do not err!"

With these words from Jade Sky Hall spreading instantly throughout White Cloud Immortal City.

True Monarch’s edict represents the highest decree of Sky Cloud Sword Sect.

The Twelve Peaks refer to the Twelve Elder Peaks, and the Eighteen Affiliated Families refer to the eighteen main affiliated families of Sky Cloud Sword Sect.

In other words, White Cloud True Monarch intended to mobilize all of Sky Cloud Sword Sect’s power to support True Yang Immortal City.

With one command, streams of light soared from within the sect, flying in all directions.

Simultaneously, countless figures emerged, flying into the air. Looking around, the sky above White Cloud Immortal City was dotted with countless spiritual lights, over a thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators and Inner Sect disciples appeared.

Numerous flying boats slowly floated into the air, their imposing aura covering the entire Immortal City.

Who is White Cloud True Monarch?

Master of White Cloud Immortal City, founder of Sky Cloud Sword Sect.

In terms of prestige, none in the surrounding Yunxiao Mountain Range could compare.

"Fellow Junior Brothers! Now is not the time to hold back. Show all your power!" White Cloud True Monarch looked at the people in the hall.

Jian Changhe stood up, "Jian Guyun!"

"I am here!"

"Activate the teleportation array, request the Tianhe Sword Array!" Jian Changhe said coldly.

"I obey!" Jian Guyun responded outside the hall.

Que Lingyu also stood up slowly, waving her hands as several spiritual lights flew out of the hall.

Yang Zhenshan walked slowly out of the hall, looking up at the thousands of cultivators gathering in the sky.

More and more cultivators appeared, and from all directions, tunneling lights continued to shoot in.

White Cloud True Monarch and the others also came out, ascending into the sky.

"Fifth Junior Brother, isn’t it time for the Yang family to show some foundation!" White Cloud True Monarch looked at Yang Zhenshan with piercing eyes.

Hidden Sword Mountain and Cangyu Mountain each have their own foundations, their own secrets.

Everyone was aware of this.

Of course, everyone also knew that the Yang family had its own foundation and secrets. Last time, when demon beasts invaded the Yunxiao Mountain Range, the Yang family dispatched many martial artists and cultivators to support.

This time, White Cloud True Monarch hoped even more to see the power of the Yang family.

Yang Zhenshan laughed heartily, "Senior Brother, my Yang family’s foundation is shallow, it’s good that Senior Brother doesn’t mind!"

Saying so, with a wave of his sleeve, a Pocket World Gate appeared beside him.

In an instant, the small Pocket World Gate transformed into over a hundred zhang tall and dozens of zhang wide.