Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1737: Chapter 1058: All Old Sixes

Chi Xia True Monarch raised his head, his crystal-clear eyes tinged with a hint of ferocity.

"An Wusheng, it’s time for us to fight to the death!"

An Wusheng looked at him, his gloomy face returning to calmness.

"You’re too impatient!"

As soon as his words fell, a dozen black dots suddenly appeared in the distant sky, flying towards them at an incredibly fast speed. In the blink of an eye, those black dots took shape in Chi Xia’s eyes.

Flying Boats, a dozen Flying Boats.

Not Dragon Bone Flying Boats, but medium-sized Flying Boats.

"How could I not know the terror of the Authority Artifact? Those were just bait! Can you still continue to harness the Wanhua Seal?" An Wusheng said, his tone calm as he looked at Chi Xia.

Chi Xia fell into a despairing silence.

The cost of using the Wanhua Seal was too great; he had already expended all the remaining years of his lifespan. Now, all he had left was a decaying shell.

He had considered the possibility that those Yin Soldier Blood Puppets were just bait, but it was a desperate choice. Regardless of how he chose, the result would be the same.

The Wanhua Seal was powerful, but he couldn’t unleash its full might.

He wasn’t confident of eradicating An Wusheng with the Wanhua Seal, so he chose to obliterate those thousands of Yin Soldier Blood Puppets.

Flying Boats arrived in front of them, and once again Yin Soldier Blood Puppets soared from the Flying Boats, stronger than before.

"My turn to act!" An Wusheng said calmly.

Chi Xia ignored the battle below; even though the Sect Protection Array of Xiaxian Sect was already on the verge of collapse, he did not care.

He was already powerless to change the outcome; Xiaxian Sect would surely be destroyed today, all struggles were in vain.

Of course, even if in vain, he didn’t want An Wusheng to succeed.

Chi Xia continuously performed spells, simultaneously channeling the remaining Mana into the three Spiritual Artifacts and the Wanhua Seal before him.

Seeing this, An Wusheng’s expression changed slightly, he closed his fingers together, pointing at Chi Xia, "Freeze!"

A pen with a black shaft and a pure white nib appeared out of nowhere, shooting out a ray of spiritual light at Chi Xia.

But before the spiritual light could fall upon Chi Xia, he suddenly swung his hands, four beams of Mana-wrapped spiritual light shot out with a swish.

The four beams of spiritual light flew extremely fast, vanishing into the clear sky in the blink of an eye.

At the moment the four beams shot out, An Wusheng’s released spiritual light also landed on Chi Xia, instantly freezing him in the air like a statue.

Simultaneously, several beams of Tunneling Light suddenly emerged from the previously empty sky, chasing after the four beams of light.

An Wusheng’s pale face filled with fury; he hadn’t expected Chi Xia to make such a move before dying.

Chi Xia wrapped the three Spiritual Artifacts and the Wanhua Seal in Mana, then hurled them into the distance. With the enhancement of Mana, the Wanhua Seal and Spiritual Artifacts could perhaps be thrown thousands of miles away, even further.

What enraged An Wusheng even more was the suddenly emerging Tunneling Light; clearly, someone went after the spiritual light, and they weren’t from the Unpredictable Ghost Sect.

Meaning that several Golden Core Cultivators or Demon Kings had been hiding around, completely unnoticed.

He had suspected there might be people secretly watching, but hadn’t foreseen Chi Xia’s move, nor expected there to be so many, much less that they would shamelessly pick up scraps.

Damn it, a bunch of sneaky bastards.

An Wusheng’s pale face turned ashen.

"I’ll make you wish you were dead!"

His voice was ice-cold.

Chi Xia remained motionless, his breath halted, yet he was still alive, able to sense An Wusheng’s fury, but he wasn’t panicked or fearful, rather filled with relief.

As long as An Wusheng doesn’t get his way, his heart can find a moment’s joy, regardless of the price he considers it worthwhile.

An Wusheng stood before Chi Xia, a grim expression on his face as he struck several seals into Chi Xia’s body, intending to torture the old fool once they returned.

As for the Wanhua Seal, those recent beams of Tunneling Light were no small players; a moment’s delay meant losing the opportunity, swiftly realizing he wouldn’t get the Wanhua Seal today.

The Wanhua Seal was something he wanted, and Chi Xia was also something he desired.

More than losing the Wanhua Seal, he valued the present Chi Xia even more.

Yet at this moment, his figure abruptly paused, then furiously exclaimed, "Who? Damn it!"

He let out an angry roar, swept his gaze northward, then seized Chi Xia, directly entering the Void, and hurriedly sped towards the Cloud Mist Array.

His reaction was due to a problem arising in the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool he left in the Cloud Mist Array.

An hour ago, Yang Zhenshan entered the Cloud Mist Array.

Gazing at the sinister situation within the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool, Yang Zhenshan didn’t rush into action, instead concealing his presence, pondering how to address the blood pool before him.

He was unsure how many were stationed here, nor if there were Golden Core Cultivators present, so to play safe, he could only hide himself, then slowly approach the pool’s edge.

The method to destroy the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool was simple; just take away the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade. He had done so before, but that was with Mo Xuanyu’s newly built blood pool, which paled in comparison to the current one.

Of course, the present Yang Zhenshan was no longer the same as before.