Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1771 - 1076: Rebirth by Borrowing a Soul

Two hours have passed, and the battle at True Yang Immortal City is also nearing its end.

There is no doubt that the Soul Control Hall achieved victory in this battle, completely taking over True Yang Immortal City.

The Sky Cloud army was defeated; countless cultivators died on the battlefield, and even more cultivators within True Yang Immortal City were either killed or injured, with only a mere one or two percent managing to escape.

The once bustling and prosperous Immortal City has now turned into a ghostly city, with no living beings inside except for Ghost Soldiers exuding Evil Qi.

Thousands of miles away, Yun Xiao emerged from the Void with the Molten Rock Divine General, diving into the Wanlin Mountain Range below.

At this moment, Yun Xiao was in a dire state; his vestment robe was tattered, and he had lost an arm, leaving his left shoulder empty, with Spiritual Energy continuously leaking from the wound.

The Golden Core Daoist Body, having long shed mortal limitations, is a unique blend of Spiritual Power and the physical body.

It is a form of both flesh and blood and a repository of Spiritual Energy, a manifestation of Dao laws. It naturally emanates a faint Dao Rhyme and, when wounded, does not bleed but leaks a few strands of Spiritual Energy; when fasting, it does not hunger, relying entirely on its spiritual home to assimilate the quintessence of heaven and earth.

Although ordinary injuries are insignificant to the Golden Core Daoist Body, such limb-severing injuries remain quite severe, requiring a significant price for limb regeneration.

After sensing the surroundings and confirming the absence of any enemies, Yun Xiao let out a heavy sigh.

"Finally got rid of them! I wonder how the others are doing!"

He was somewhat worried about Yang Zhenshan, especially since Yang Zhenshan was facing Ji Wusi.

As for himself, although his earlier situation was perilous, it was far less dangerous than Yang Zhenshan facing Ji Wusi.

He only had to deal with the heavily injured Demon King Yin Soldiers; although they were numerous, their strength was mediocre. Moreover, he had the Molten Rock Divine General’s assistance.

Nevertheless, he quickly sealed the wound on his left shoulder after a brief moment of concern.

"Are you alright?" he asked the Molten Rock Divine General beneath him.

"Not alright. My Spiritual Energy is exhausted, and my body has suffered significant damage, losing my left leg, the armor on my chest is severely damaged, and my head has taken a heavy hit!"

"Uh, I need to be reforged!"

The Molten Rock Divine General responded in a muffled voice.

Yun Xiao looked down at it and admitted, it was in a worse state than himself, its enormous body lacking any intact parts.

The black shiny armor was shattered, revealing large swathes of fiery red bones, with much of its lava-like flesh worn away, leaving it looking much like a skeletal frame.

However, its bones were different from a human’s, so the skeletal frame wasn’t frightening.

"As long as it’s not fatal, as for being reforged, let’s wait until your master returns!" Yun Xiao shook his head with a wry smile.

"I can’t sense the master’s location!"

"Hmm, he should be in the Void!" Yun Xiao couldn’t help but worry again.

The connection between a Spiritual Artifact and its master is through the Divine Soul, which is very weak, typically within a range of two to three thousand miles, beyond which it is hard to sense.

As for the connection between the real world and the Void, it still exists but is even weaker.

If Yang Zhenshan were nearby in the Void, the Molten Rock Divine General could still sense Yang Zhenshan, but evidently, Yang Zhenshan was not in the nearby Void.

"Let’s go back first!"

Yun Xiao checked his own body, the wounds were severe, and the depletion was significant, making short-term recovery impossible. To recover, he needed to find a secure place rich in Spiritual Energy.

They were not far from the Yang Family Blessed Land at this moment, and could return soon.

The hope was that the Unpredictable Ghost Sect wouldn’t attack the Yang Family Blessed Land, otherwise, it would be really troublesome.

...

In the Void, swords and blades crisscrossed fiercely.

The sharp Sword Qi and the snow-white blade continuously clashed, exploding into countless blade energies, blossoming like fireworks in the Void.

The battle between Jian Changhe and Leng Xuan had persisted for over two hours, yet neither had claimed victory.

Their strengths were evenly matched, and even after contending for over two hours, the situation remained balanced.

Jian Changhe’s Sword Intent was superior, yet Leng Xuan’s Blade Intent was equally formidable.

Among Immortal Cultivators, those who practiced Sword Dao were relatively few, but not nonexistent, and Leng Xuan was perhaps the foremost sword cultivator in the Wanhua Domain.

"Your sword is quite commendable!" Leng Xuan remarked, looking at the Green Gold Sword in front of Jian Changhe, displaying a rare serious demeanor.

His mind wasn’t always sharp, but it wasn’t dull during battle, when it became even sharper than many others, especially now.

With a cold voice, Jian Changhe swung his sword to dispel the oncoming blades, saying, "Your blade is nothing special."

In Jian Changhe’s eyes, Leng Xuan’s practice of the Sword Dao was heretical.

It’s not the Sword Dao that was heretical, but Leng Xuan’s Sword Dao that deviated from the norm.

Leng Xuan’s Sword Dao wasn’t pure, mixed with many other elements, which clearly did not align with Jian Changhe’s dedication to Sword Dao.

Sword Dao may not be pure, but it definitely cannot be mixed.

Both Jian Changhe and Yun Xiao’s dedication to the Sword Dao was entirely pure.

Likewise, the sword cultivators at Hidden Sword Mountain are exclusively sword cultivators; though they practice spells and Divine Skills, they persist primarily with the Sword Dao.

Leng Xuan’s Sword Dao clearly did not conform to the Hidden Sword Mountain’s philosophy.

The gaze of Leng Xuan focused ever more intensely on the bone blade in front of him.

"You’re right; I’ve always wanted to get a better sword, but unfortunately, I haven’t found one!"

The sword stood firm, and the sword move released resembled a dragon.