Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1768 - 1074: With a Word, Vitality Vanishes

The window of opportunity created by Yang Zhenshan was the best chance for their retreat; if they missed it, once the Ghost Soldiers army surrounded them again, retreating would be very difficult.

The advantage of the military was once again apparent; while others were still confused, the fleet of flying boats had already quickly exited the battlefield.

Obeying orders without hesitation, as soon as they heard the command, the Yujing Guard soldiers executed it without delay.

In contrast, those clan offspring and sect disciples were still puzzled about why and how to retreat.

"Trying to leave! Hmph, thinking of leaving now, isn’t it too late!"

An Wusheng snorted coldly and appeared near White Cloud True Monarch in a flash.

At the same time, Yu Yuan chased Que Lingyu, while Ji Wusi headed straight for Yang Zhenshan.

"Caw caw~~ Sword Cultivator!" Ghost Granny approached Jian Changhe with a hoarse laugh.

Below, the severely wounded Demon King Yin Soldiers staggered out from the charred pit.

The Wood Divine Thunder only severely wounded them but did not completely kill them; however, without the replenishment of Evil Qi after the injuries from the thunder, their combat power decreased by more than half, unable to pose a threat to Yang Zhenshan and others in the short term.

The real threat came from An Wusheng and the others.

An Wusheng, Yu Yuan, Ji Wusi, Ghost Granny, Leng Xuan—five individuals in total.

While White Cloud True Monarch, Que Lingyu, Jian Changhe, Yun Xiao, Yang Zhenshan—also five.

Equal numbers seemingly suggest a balance.

But in reality, there’s a huge disparity between the two sides.

An Wusheng, at Golden Core Peak cultivation, may not be comparable to those old monsters with transcendent cultivation, but among Golden Core Cultivators, he is already at the top.

Yu Yuan and Ji Wusi, both late-stage Golden Core, cannot be underestimated in strength.

Ghost Granny, Golden Core Middle Stage.

Leng Xuan, the weakest, Golden Core Early Stage.

Compared to them, Yang Zhenshan and others have a difficult-to-repair disadvantage.

Yang Zhenshan’s gaze flickered between green and gray when looking at Ji Wusi close by, and the Life and Death Tai Chi Diagram unfolded behind him.

Lifespan of 1800 years, consumption ratio 7:1.

Without looking, he knew he couldn’t kill Ji Wusi!

With a turn of mind, Yang Zhenshan ignored Ji Wusi.

Body Transformation!

With a few flashes, he suddenly appeared beside Ghost Granny.

Pick the soft ones to squeeze first.

For Yang Zhenshan, the softness doesn’t lie in strength, but in lifespan.

Among the three before him, Ghost Granny seemed to have the lowest lifespan.

As Yang Zhenshan expected, Ghost Granny indeed had the least lifespan.

Lifespan of 435 years, consumption ratio 5:1.

Ghost Granny bared her toothless gums, laughing recklessly at Jian Changhe with an incredibly harsh, hoarse laugh.

"Caw caw~~ you’re quite impressive, this old body fancies you."

She surveyed Jian Changhe recklessly, making him feel a bit creeped out.

With her laughter, dense black gas surged from her hunched body, transforming into a massive specter rushing towards Jian Changhe.

"Come, become this old body’s ghost slave!" Ghost Granny’s eyes shone with greed.

True to her name, Ghost Granny was most skilled at ghost nurturing techniques, and her divine skills in soul manipulation allowed her to extract the divine soul of cultivators and nurture them into ghost slaves.

This troublesome old hag could command ghost cultivators with higher cultivation than her own.

As the specter descended, gusts of sinister wind darkened the earth due to the chilling Ghost Qi.

Just then, Yang Zhenshan suddenly appeared near her.

Ghost Granny’s body froze abruptly as she was recklessly laughing, suddenly feeling a very ominous sense that made her feel as if being targeted by a devouring monster.

Not a devouring monster; for her, monsters were mere playthings of no importance.

The key issue was the sense of danger.

A feeling as if she could lose her life at any moment.

"Die!"

With one word, vitality vanished.

Ghost Granny’s body shrank rapidly like a balloon; in just a blink of an eye, she became a candle in the wind.

The hoarse laugh turned into coughs, her hunchback added a few slants, and deep grooves of wrinkles piled up.

She turned her head stiffly and looked at Yang Zhenshan not far away in disbelief.

The massive specter disappeared; only a vitality-exhausted remnant hung suspended, with its aura about to dissipate completely.

Meanwhile, a hint of white threaded through Yang Zhenshan’s hair at his temples, wrinkles added to the corners of his eyes.

Lifespan of 435 years, consumption ratio 5:1.

Yang Zhenshan erased Ghost Granny’s 435 years of lifespan with over 2000 years of his own.

This unexpected change shocked everyone.

Ghost Granny is dead!

Vitality utterly extinguished.

Life force completely vanished.

Falling like a withered form from mid-air.

Jian Changhe looked at Yang Zhenshan in full amazement, knowing Yang Zhenshan’s divine skills were powerful but never imagining they were so fearsome.

Erasing a Golden Core Cultivator with one word, especially one at the Golden Core Middle Stage.

This level of horror was even more striking than when Golden Core Great Powers eliminated Golden Core Middle Stage cultivators in an instant.

Yun Xiao was dumbfounded; this was his first time truly witnessing Yang Zhenshan’s Withered and Flourishing Divine Power.

Ji Wusi retreated over ten miles, watching Yang Zhenshan with uncertain suspicion.

Damn, what kind of monster is this!

How did Ghost Granny just die?

He didn’t know about Yang Zhenshan’s Withered and Flourishing Divine Power; he initially thought he could easily handle Yang Zhenshan, but Yang’s sudden move scared him.

Leng Xuan, not the sharpest, was similarly stunned, retreating slowly as if he saw a terrifying monster.

The battlefield, originally tense, suddenly turned eerie, with everyone gazing at Yang Zhenshan in inexplicable horror.

Others paused, but not Yang Zhenshan.

He took out a green jade bottle, opened it, and poured the vibrant Vitality Spring within into his mouth.

Simultaneously, the Divine Wood Treasure Cauldron above his head rotated slowly, showering down strands of green silk.

Rich vitality power flooded through his body instantly, replenishing the consumed lifespan immediately.

Within a breath, his white hair turned black again, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out.

Unfortunately, the Vitality Spring was insufficient, able only to replenish 1800 years of lifespan, unable to fully restore.

It couldn’t be helped; refining the Vitality Spring, though simple, required massive investment in time and resources, needing Alchemists to extract life force from numerous Spirit Fruits and Spirit Plants.

Hundreds of low-level Alchemists from Spirit Source Land spent decades to refine the Vitality Spring, which Yang Zhenshan swallowed in one go, replenishing only 1800 years of lifespan.

Yet that was not the end; Yang Zhenshan took out a top-grade Demon Essence Pill and a Soul Revival Pill, consuming them one after another.

Such extravagant actions made Jian Changhe’s mouth twitch slightly.

Those were Third-tier Elixirs; even Golden Core Cultivators didn’t consume them like this.

Fully restored, Yang Zhenshan put away the Green Wood Purple Lightning Sword, grasped the Thunder Fire Spear, and turned to look at Ji Wusi in the distance.

"Hey guys, I’ll handle him, you take care of the rest!"

Yang Zhenshan steadied his spear, pointing straight at Ji Wusi.

White Cloud True Monarch had fled, but he led An Wusheng away, not an act of desertion.

Que Lingyu had also disappeared, along with Yu Yuan.

Currently, Ji Wusi was the most troublesome enemy.

With Ghost Granny eliminated, the pressure on their side reduced significantly, though they already bore a tremendous burden.

Yang Zhenshan planned to hold Ji Wusi himself, but this didn’t mean Jian Changhe and Yun Xiao’s pressures would ease.

They faced not only Leng Xuan but also the Demon King Yin Soldiers.

Even if those yin soldiers were severely wounded, their numbers could still encircle Jian Changhe and Yun Xiao.

Right now, all five of them were in perilous positions, amid life-and-death crises.

Yang Zhenshan already exerted his utmost to produce the best outcome.

Whether they can escape with their lives depends on each person’s fortune.