Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 760: 472: Ambush on the Way!

Chapter 760: Chapter 472: Ambush on the Way!

Yang Qiangjin took the number one spot, scaring everyone.

Even the Yang Family, who was ntally prepared, couldn’t believe it.

60 layers!

That’s 11 layers more than the previous number one, Yang Qiangzheng, who reached 49 layers!

“Round it up and it’s almost a full clear… My sister is so amazing…”

Yang Qiangjin clicked her tongue, wondering if she had been speaking too loudly relying on her sister’s identity…

At that mont, Yang Qiangjing erged from the Ancient Secret Realm.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Everyone’s heads turned, staring at this girl, but no one knew what to say…

If she’s sowhat strong, they could praise her; if she’s a bit weak, they could encourage her; but this strength is beyond comprehension… leaving only silence.

An eerie quiet fell over.

Everyone seed to be looking up to this new generation’s ruler, as if they had seen the future…

Liu Changqing held a natural wooden staff, swinging it casually, the breath of life flowing like today’s endless spring.

He gazed at Yang Qiangjing’s silhouette thoughtfully.

The Yin Family also paid her attention, their eyes flickering with greed, pondering what kind of powerful corpse puppet could be made from Yang Qiangjing’s body.

This mont of everyone’s focus left Murong Ziyuan sowhat in a daze, as if seeing herself during the old Immortal Path contest…

With splendid robes and fierce mounts, she was unmatched in the world.

“Each generation surpasses the last…”

Just when the atmosphere reached its peak, the Ancient Secret Realm’s gate flashed, and a Douyang cultivator walked out.

“Hahaha! I said last year was too tiring, I didn’t perform well, this year I’ll make up for it!”

“I did it!”

At that mont, he looked around, everyone gazing at him in surprise, their eyes holding three parts astonishnt, three parts admiration, three parts fervor, and one part fear.

Especially Murong Ziyuan’s expression of seeing a fellow cultivator… it’s the greatest encouragent over the years!

Everyone would understand, I, Douyang cultivator, am not worthless!

“How did she… manage it?”

“Clearly she was very poor last year, this improvent is terrifying.”

“Could you share your success experience?”

Listening to the whispers around, the Douyang cultivator felt hot energy surging through him, as if burning!

Indeed, only the strong are respected!

I, Douyang cultivator, achieved it!

He took a deep breath, adopting the stance of a master, nodding toward those around him.

“Cultivate more, think more, find less pleasure, slay more demons! If I can do it, you can too!”

After speaking, he smirked with a Dragon King curl.

The Douyang cultivator felt like the entire world belonged to him at this mont!

Murong Ziyuan: “?”

Yang Fu: “??”

The crowd: “???”

“What is he rambling on about?”

“Miss Jing, say sothing, everyone’s waiting for your guidance!”

“What challenges lie ahead in the layers? What’s the difficulty like?”

Listening to a barrage of voices, the Douyang cultivator gradually sensed sothing was amiss…

Elder Chen Tianxiang held back laughter and pulled the Douyang cultivator’s sleeve, his greatest act of fellowship.

The Douyang cultivator suddenly raised his head to look at the [Trial List].

There’s no ntion of him!

“Huh? My… my 22 layers? Why is there no report this year?”

Chen Tianxiang: “Because this year, the 100th place is at 22 layers… you’re after the 100th place.”

“This…”

The Douyang cultivator thought only he had improved, not expecting 22 layers couldn’t even make the list!

“Wait!”

Suddenly, he raised his head sharply to look at the Trial List.

“60 layers!?” (voice breaking)

And when he looked again at the quiet Yang Qiangjing, he saw she had slipped away to Yang Fu’s side.

“Uncle, Aunt, take back to town! Hurry! Otherwise, my life will be in danger!”

Yang Qiangjing looked tense, glaring at the Yin Family people.

Yang Fuqing: “Huh? What’s wrong?”

Her Spirit Beast surveyed the surroundings, finding no abnormal behavior from the Demon Clan.

Yang Fu’s expression turned grim.

He understood in an instant why Yang Qiangjing was afraid…

At that mont, Yang Fujian was inside challenging, being the only Yang Family mainstay.

“Senior Brother Wu Yi, co with for a while!”

Wu Yi had not yet challenged, and there was still ti now.

“Let’s go.”

Wu Yi asked no questions, grabbing his great sword, and left with Yang Fu, Yang Fuqing, and Yang Qiangjing.

A group of Spirit Beasts covered them, and they left directly!

anwhile, he sent a voice transmission to Murong Ziyuan.

“Aunt, please don’t let the Yin Family follow, I’m afraid they’ll harm little Jing…”

“Mm, I’ll keep an eye on them.”

Also a prodigy, Murong Ziyuan had faced various assassination attempts over the years, understanding what happens to cultivators with potential far beyond the norm but lacking solid strength.

So she decisively agreed to help.

On the way, Yang Fu frequently looked back, luckily nobody seed to make any moves.

Perhaps it was Murong Ziyuan’s inadvertent display of thunderous intention and her cold, ruthless gaze that deterred most people.

A year passed, everyone knew the close relationship between Murong Ziyuan and the deceased Yang Family head.

Just like Yang Shi opened a Workshop in Qingshi Town back in the day, the Yang Family now had Murong Ziyuan’s protection, and the Liu Family and Yin Family dared not harm them.

“Ah… my Senior Sister Murong~ fierce and laconic, still so reliable.”

Yang Genshuo had just watched Yang Qiangjing’s challenge, naturally witnessing her self-defense, and was grateful for Murong Ziyuan’s intervention.

Those Yin Family mbers… don’t seem like good people.

Once leaving Devil Wind Forest, they were relieved.

Yang Qiangjing sat on Damao’s back, eyes pondering over so matters.

“Uncle, once my brother finishes his challenge… make sure to bring him back too, my brother and I have gained too much montum… easy for vile people to grow jealous, causing trouble.”