Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1127: Chapter 762: Clan Assembly

Visualize yourself transforming into the Thunder God, with green energy in the liver palace condensing into the "Qinghua Thunder Pearl," connecting upward to the forehead and downward to the arch of the foot.

This Thunder Pearl is a one-time attack spell. After continuous nurturing, once released, it can be driven by the Primordial Spirit to unleash the "Wood Divine Thunder."

This is a wood attribute thunder skill, condensing the wood element into a green thunder pillar, instantly bursting with the terrifying power of wood thunder.

This is the first spell Yang Zhenshan has practiced, and also his most important trump card.

The Wood Divine Thunder, daring to be called divine thunder, its power is self-explanatory.

However, condensing the Qinghua Thunder Pearl is not easy. Yang Zhenshan has been practicing for several days, yet he has only managed to condense a phantom of the Thunder Pearl, still far from actually forming the Qinghua Thunder Pearl.

"This Immortal Dao Skill is not easy to practice!"

Yang Zhenshan put away the bamboo slips, stood up somewhat helplessly.

Now his cultivation is stable at the Seventh Layer of Qi Refinement, yet his strength is not weaker than before; instead, it is much stronger.

Because mana does not affect his previously practiced Martial Arts skills, like spear techniques, movement technique, flying skill, etc., he can still easily perform them.

Gathering a somewhat impatient mood, Yang Zhenshan stepped out of the Spiritual Fruit Tree forest.

Outside the forest, Yang Chengmao was standing in front of two horses waiting. Seeing Yang Zhenshan come out, he immediately stepped forward, saluting, "Grandson greets Grandfather!"

"Hmm, let’s go!" Yang Zhenshan nodded, then swiftly mounted the back of Red Cloud.

Yang Chengmao also rode on the other horse, immediately both horses galloped toward the Clan Hall beneath the cliff.

The nearly one-meter tall Red Cloud, its four hooves stepping in the air, ran like a celestial horse in the Immortal Realm.

Below, the clan was built along the gently flowing Spirit River, with majestic hall structures complementing the spirited river water. Around it, lush fruit trees layered like a green ocean. Branches laden with fruits, red like fire, yellow like gold, swayed lightly in the breeze, exuding a rich fragrance, attracting butterflies fluttering around, adding a touch of vitality to this land.​

The mist, like a light veil, gently filled the entire area. Sometimes mist gently entwined between the fruit trees, draping a layer of dreamy gauze over them, making the fruits appear and disappear like Spirit Fruits in the Immortal Realm; other times it rose slowly, coiling around the eaves and brackets of the hall, adding a mysterious ethereal aura to the dignified hall.

Under the shroud of mist, the outline of the hall became blurry, as if it could vanish at any moment into this dreamlike Immortal Realm, only the mottled light filtered through the mist fell on the ground, weaving a dreamlike scene, as if in an Immortal Realm.

Riding a horse flying through the air, this feeling is completely different, much more dreamlike compared to flying yourself.

And now, in the Spirit Source Land there are already four types of mutant beasts, Green Wolf, Flying Slave Eagle, Red Cloud Horse, and Snowfield Deer.

There are eighteen Green Wolves, but they have not been tamed yet, only recognizing Yang Zhenshan as the pseudo Wolf King, not allowing anyone else near their territory.

There are six Flying Slave Eagles, one raised by Yu Qingyi, and one as the offspring of Feiyun and Jin Yu. After these two formed a pair, they laid four eggs in recent years, all of which have hatched, but the four young eagles have not yet matured.

The Red Cloud Horse is the progeny of Red Cloud, and now there are over twenty grown horses, plus four foals. Compared to Green Wolf and Flying Slave Eagle, the Red Cloud Horse breeds more easily, now producing two to three foals a year. In the future, the Red Cloud Horse will be the most common mutant beast in the Spirit Source Land.

The Snowfield Deer was originally a reindeer dumbo that Yang Zhenshan and Yu Qingyi brought back from the Snowfield. There is a large group of reindeer above the snow mountain west of Spiritual Spring Mountain Plateau, many of which are offspring of dumbo, but within this deer herd, only dumbo is a mutant beast.

Among the four types of mutant beasts, the Red Cloud Horse breeds the fastest, followed by the Flying Slave Eagle. The Snowfield Deer has not yet produced a second mutant level reindeer, so it will take some time to form a mutant beast group.

Instead, the Green Wolf breeds very slowly. It is unknown whether it’s due to bloodline or other reasons, Yang Zhenshan found that Green Wolves have great difficulty in reproducing.

They have been in the Spirit Source Land for over half a year, yet none of the five female wolves are pregnant.

However, regardless, the Spirit Source Land is gradually becoming a scene of mutant beasts in herds.

In another few years, or even a decade, the Spirit Source Land will host a large number of mutant beasts.

Yang Zhenshan and Yang Chengxian rode to the Clan Hall. Today’s Clan Hall is especially lively, because today is the Spirit Source Land’s annual Clan Gathering.

All thirty-one clans of the Spirit Source Land must participate in the annual Clan Gathering.

Except for Yang Mingzhi and Jiang He, who remain on Divine Wood Island, the remaining twenty-nine have arrived.

"Greet the Family Head!"

Yang Zhenshan had just stepped into the hall, and everyone bowed in unison.

Inside the hall, there was a large long table, with thirty-three chairs placed on both sides. Yang Zhenshan naturally took the head seat, and an extra chair indicated that the Clan Council would still accept new families joining.

Yang Zhenshan took his seat, and the surrounding followers quickly exited the hall, the thick hall door slowly closing. Thirty-six Luminous Pearls embedded in the hall ceiling emitted a gentle radiance, illuminating the entire hall.

"Please be seated!"

Yang Zhenshan’s eyes scanned the people in the hall. Many familiar faces had already been replaced by newcomers.