Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 1166 - 659: Magic Battle

Yang Zhu took the opportunity to cultivate for a mont, while Yang Genshuo’s vision extended outward, exploring the surrounding terrain and dangers.

A barren desert, with occasional oases, apart from venomous insects and so Spirit Trees and Spirit Fruits, there were no special features.

The only advantage was... the high concentration of Spiritual Power and abundant sunlight.

It was even sowhat scorching.

"I don’t know what this place is called, let’s temporarily call it... the Gongyang World."

The Gongyang Family had been living here for a long ti, and Yang Genshuo guessed that this was probably the ’grotto’ from the Ancient Era where the Gongyang Family had been living until now.

"It’s just so desolate here... Are there no other intelligent beings?"

"Why is this place a Legendary Land? Teleportation Mushrooms keep sending us to this place, is there any explanation?"

This was a point that Yang Genshuo had never figured out.

And to obtain more information about Teleportation Mushrooms, Yang Zhu needed to provide stronger mushroom power to the Teleportation Mushrooms to help them recover from their weakened state and unlock their true strength.

Watching Yang Zhu cultivate for a while... Yang Genshuo, feeling bored, wanted to sleep.

"This cultivation is so tedious... Even for top talents, cultivation is not a one-day achievent, there’s nothing interesting to watch."

"If we wait for Yang Zhu to succeed in cultivation and reach the Foundation Establishnt Stage, several years might pass..."

"So slow..."

Yang Genshuo even wanted to fast-forward directly to several years later.

However, he resisted the urge, as there were other things to be done.

Yang Min’s call ca from the White Grain Warehouse in the Legendary Land.

"Ancestor... more people have arrived here."

"Huh? Did those people catch up so soon??? Impossible!"

Despite the strong overall strength of the Golden Core cultivators, catching up in just a few days was too far-fetched.

"No, no, it’s our people, those... you didn’t see."

As a key figure of the Yang Family, recognized as the eldest son of the fourth generation by Yang Genshuo, Yang Min knew what the ancestor could see and couldn’t see.

At this mont, those entering from outside the city were a group of Yang Family mbers not visible to Yang Genshuo’s vision.

Among them were 2 direct mbers of the Yang Family, Yang Minhuan and Yang Zhuling, along with several secondary mbers and Sky Dragon Army mbers.

A total of 6 people.

These two direct mbers were born later, and their education and growth environnt made them not believe in an ancestor watching over them from the sky, hence they never had faith. Yang Genshuo had never seen these two on his journey.

Just judging by the number...

"Who all has died?"

Yang Minhuan’s eyes were about to shed tears upon seeing Yang Qiangjin and Yang Min.

"Aunt, big brother, the Puzzle Solver Grandma Jin sent to us... died, along with 2 soldiers who protected us... my son Xiaoliang, he also died... He was so young, he clearly didn’t know anything, yet got caught up in it..."

Seeing nurous Yang Family mbers, Yang Minhuan’s tightly-strung heartstring finally broke, recalling his son’s death on the way, crying uncontrollably.

Yang Min patted Yang Minhuan’s hand, sighed.

"Condolences Minhuan..."

"When we get out, we’ll hold a funeral for Xiaoliang..."

"Get up, we have lots to do."

Yang Qiangjin pursed her lips, did not say much, but felt extrely sad.

Other Yang Family mbers comforted Yang Minhuan too.

Death happened here.

Especially those not watched over by the ancestor, lacking much information, relying solely on themselves... greatly increasing the mortality rate.

Yang Genshuo felt sorrowful as well, this was the second death of a Yang Family direct line mber... He didn’t know how many more would die afterward.

"We do need to wait for several days here... wait for those behind us."

Yang Genshuo previously overlooked another group of people he couldn’t see, also moving forward.

As long as they didn’t take detours and followed the main road, they would surely converge here.

"Hopefully, more will survive..."

Yang Genshuo hadn’t t these descendants, but felt bad, recalling the Yang Family’s toughest tis.

Only Yang Shi, a mortal in Qingshi Town...

He developed into today’s Yang’s Immortal Clan and the territory of the four great Dynasties.

Everyone had unlimited potential.

Even those with diocre talent could contribute brilliant achievents for the family.

For instance... those two who could give birth greatly.

"No one starts from a lower point than Yang Shi... Alas, what a pity."

"These are all Yang Shi’s bloodline."

Yang Genshuo pondered, but had to keep looking ahead.

Newcors Yang Minhuan and Yang Zhuling were also now taught by Yang Min to believe in the ancestor, able to hear the ancestor’s voice.

"Ancestor, through our investigation and infiltration these two days, we’ve mastered the patrol patterns of these soldiers, and bribed a few soldiers, tonight they’ll give us cover... We’ll go and check out what Zhong Yi has hidden so mysteriously."

The soldiers were bribed...

Yang Genshuo wasn’t surprised at this point.

After all, with so many people, experinting with a few clever thods was not surprising.

"Act at your discretion, I’ll be watching..."

"Thank you, ancestor!"

Yang Min needed the ancestor’s assistance, this was an adventure, having the ancestor as a trump card gave them confidence to explore.

Late at night...

The Yang Family set off in grandeur.

They split into multiple teams, infiltrating the corners of the military camp to wait for an opportunity to act.

Yang Qiangjin and Yang Min ensured the bribed patrol soldiers left the mysterious black tent before they flew over together.

Art imparted courage.

Even if they were discovered, they could retreat safely, not to ntion the ancestor’s assistance.

Unless a true Great Power at the Nascent Soul level awaited inside, they were in no danger.

Approaching the large black tent, moans of pain could be heard from inside, seemingly soone enduring tornt.

"Sothing’s wrong..."

Yang Qiangjin waved her hand, a ball of fire drilled underground into the tent.

A mont later... the two vanished into flas at that spot.

Splitting in two directions.

As Yang Zhu showed her current prowess, she led a team of Puzzle Solvers with Golden Core puppets into the city, perfectly avoiding the patrol routes of late-night soldiers.

Soon, the group entered a residence they’d scoped.

An elderly woman lived alone here.

While gathering information, most Guangning City residents avoided it, hardly offering any intelligence. Only this old woman seed eager to speak but was stopped by soldiers before she could, sent back.

The soldiers also forbid them from returning; otherwise, they’d be arrested.

"What they’re most eager to keep from us is often most critical..."

Yang Zhu smirked; her experienced intuition told her crucial information was here.

Creak~

Yang Zhu led her group into the residence.

In the darkness, a weathered voice spoke:

"You indeed arrived..."

Yang Zhu was startled!

"Whose voice!?"