Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1201: Chapter 797: Green Glow Sword (Part 2)

The wound on the neck was still bleeding, the severed trachea not yet reattached. Duan Qiaofeng’s eyes bulged, his face flushed red, almost using the last of his strength to fling out a stack of talismans.

This stack had more than thirty talismans, and in his panic, Duan Qiaofeng couldn’t care about anything else and threw them all out at once.

The next moment, rumbling explosions resounded, mixed with waves of brilliant blue light amidst the blast.

Not far away, Yang Zhenshan noticed this, forming a spell with his hands, thoughts racing through his mind.

The Green Glow Sword darting through the air under his control gained a bit of variation.

The initially barely perceptible streak of light suddenly burst into a radiant glow, and if one could see through the dazzling brilliance, they would find that the previously steadily flying Green Glow Sword had now started spinning at high speed.

"Break for me!"

Yang Zhenshan muttered an incantation, and instantly the Green Glow Sword pierced through six streams of light water curtain, reaching Duan Qiaofeng.

Duan Qiaofeng’s pupils contracted sharply, and in the next instant, the Green Glow Sword drilled into his left eye socket, breaking through his skull, shooting out from the back of his head.

Drops of spear light fell like a torrential rain, instantly turning Duan Qiaofeng into a tattered rag.

Lu Youning was slightly stunned, then put away his spear, looking at the miserable sight of Duan Qiaofeng, somewhat in disbelief.

This time, he also noticed the Green Glow Sword, mainly because its brilliance had expanded just now, and it was right in front of him, hard to ignore.

"Is he dead just like that?" Lu Youning’s expression showed a slight movement.

"Brother Lu."

Yang Zhenshan arrived swiftly, having already retracted the Green Glow Sword.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang, for your assistance!" Lu Youning quickly expressed his gratitude.

"Now’s not the time for that; let’s check on the Lu family head first!" Yang Zhenshan suggested.

"Yes, yes~~" Lu Youning recalled his elder brother and hurriedly flew down.

Meanwhile, Yang Zhenshan watched Lu Youning, who had plunged into a sea of flames, extend his hand to draw Lu Youning’s storage bag over.

He didn’t check what was inside the storage bag and directly threw it into the warehouse at the Spirit Source Land, then turned to fly towards Lu You’an’s location.

Lu You’an was heavily injured, with his internal organs severely damaged, barely breathing, startling Lu Youning.

Lu Youning took out a handful of elixirs and stuffed them into Lu You’an’s mouth.

Seeing this, Yang Zhenshan quickly stepped forward and said, "Wait, let me do it!"

With the way he’s doing it, Lu You’an might choke to death on those elixirs.

Forming a spell with his hands, a Healing Skill descended upon Lu You’an, and Yang Zhenshan then picked two promising-looking elixirs from Lu Youning’s hand, washed them down with Spiritual Spring Water into Lu You’an’s mouth.

His Healing Skill was the most basic spell, effective for treating external injuries, and somewhat useful for internal injuries, though not very much.

"No problem for now, you take care of him!" Yang Zhenshan checked and saw Lu You’an’s condition had stabilized before he said this.

"Alright!" Lu Youning nodded slightly.

Yang Zhenshan looked around.

The workshop had turned into a sea of flames, almost unrecognizable from its former appearance.

Both the black-robed figures and the Lu family were almost nowhere to be seen.

The ground was littered with bodies, the choking stench of blood and burnt flesh, thick smoke filling the vicinity, while in the distance, cold evil energy and raging flames continued to clash, the aftermath sweeping in like a storm.

"Mr. Yang!" Lu Youning cast a worried glance his way.

Yang Zhenshan looked at the prone Lu You’an, then at Lu Youning, and said, "I’ll go take a look!"

Lu Youning nodded heavily, "Do your best, Mr. Yang. If the situation is irreversible, let the family head retreat!"

At this point, the Lu family wasn’t capable of turning the tide. It’s not that there was no chance to defeat the evil, but there was no chance to protect the county city.

Lu Youning had realized this, which is why he was thinking of saving Lu Fusheng.

As long as Lu Fusheng was around, the Lu family had a chance to rise again.

Yang Zhenshan understood his meaning, nodded, and said, "Be careful. I’ll go check it out first!"

With that, he didn’t hesitate any longer, moving like a ghost towards the direction of the Lu family at the city center.

He minimized his presence and paid no heed to the black-robed figures still causing chaos within the city, silently arriving at the place where Lu Fusheng and the ghost were battling.

In the air, Lu Fusheng wielded a long spear, his whole being like a Fire God, bathing in flames, the spear moving in his hand like dragons and serpents, concentrated spear light continuously stabbing towards the ghost.

In terms of combat techniques, there seemed to be little difference between the Martial God Realm and the Heavenly Gang Stage, but the power of each move displayed in the Martial God Realm was far beyond the latter.

Every thrust of Lu Fusheng’s spear unleashed a burst of flame, the roaring fire almost igniting the night sky.

More importantly, the Martial God Realm also possessed Spiritual Sense, with perception far exceeding that of Heavenly Gang Stage martial artists.

As for that ghost!

Yang Zhenshan observed silently, finding that the ghost wasn’t as terrifying as anticipated.

Although the situation seemed like the ghost had suppressed Lu Fusheng, pushing him into a passive state, Lu Fusheng was not without the ability to counterattack.

The truly troublesome aspect of the ghost was not its combat prowess but rather its lack of a physical form. More accurately, its body resembled a pure energy entity.

An energy entity condensed from Evil Qi.

Even if Lu Fusheng managed to injure it, he couldn’t defeat it.

Moreover, the ghost appeared rather clumsy to Yang Zhenshan, attacking Lu Fusheng with brute force alone, lacking any competent spell techniques.