Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 879: 525: What About the Price? (Part 2)

Capítulo 879: Chapter 525: What About the Price? (Part 2)

Boom!

Yang Fu was blasted away!

The massive attack by Ziyan passed, yet the three parasitic spirit veins of the Devouring Spirit Clan still stood firm.

Shangguan Yixin clicked his tongue.

“Truly a strange creation of heaven and earth. According to my family’s records, such creatures were like stray dogs in the Ancient Era, easily crushed by the passing Human Clan. Who would have thought they could destroy a dynasty today, leaving us powerless…”

Having failed in one strike, Yang Fu flipped back swiftly.

His movent technique was extrely fast, completely compensating for his previous shortcomings.

He stood beside Shangguan Yixin and cupped his hands in thanks:

“Thank you, Shangguan Taoist friend, for coming to help.”

“Heh~ No need to thank just yet. When you go back, deal with that troubleso Yang Qiangjing of yours… She truly is a nasty one.”

He gritted his teeth as he spoke.

If not for Yang Qiangjing’s threat, he wouldn’t have brought the Shangguan family elites here. Now, with the Shangguan Family’s support, he was like a tiger with wings.

Together, these eight could even dare to contend with soone like Murong Ziyuan.

Thump, thump, thump~

Despite his words of annoyance, Shangguan Yixin was playing the “Peaceful God Song.”

The piano sound spread through the Underground City, calming the minds of all cultivators, while a strength erged within them, helping restore injuries quickly. Yang Fujian, the most gravely injured, now reduced to just a complete skull, still glared angrily at the Devouring Spirit Clan.

Upon hearing the tune, he finally closed his eyes, his heart beating strongly, as essence blood slowly erged from his bones…

Yang Fu let out a sigh of relief.

In the Nirvana Realm, even with the body destroyed, as long as the heart keeps beating, one can still restore their body.

This is the sole advantage martial cultivators have over other cultivators.

A Nirvana Realm martial cultivator, with just one breath, can maintain an undying body.

At this mont, the nine of Shangguan Family, playing in tune with Murong Ziyuan’s attack, could only manage a draw against the Devouring Spirit Clan army, unable to destroy them.

And the surrounding ground began to tremble again…

More and more of the Devouring Spirit Clan arrived from the Silver Land Dynasty.

“This won’t do, we can’t drag this out. If we can’t win quickly… we’ll have to retreat!”

Yang Fu said.

“Don’t rush, reinforcents are coming. These alien races… it’s best to kill them, or they will be a disaster sooner or later.”

Shangguan Yixin smiled, seeming unbothered.

The next mont, a gust of wind blew from behind.

Whoosh~~~

“Gale Fan!”

A howling wind sound arose!

An elder waved a fan, sending a storm of Gang Wind sweeping over the Devouring Spirit Clan, instantly leaving their defenses full of holes!

Feng Yi!

Yang Fu’s pupils enlarged!

He knew there were many reinforcents but didn’t expect… it would be Feng Yi!

This person was now the apparent arch-enemy of the Yang Family!

The two families had experienced vast wars, and it was practically endless!

How could he co to save Yang Family mbers?

He couldn’t wait for the Yang Family to be wiped out!

At this ti, Feng Yi’s gaze turned to the Underground City, skimming directly over Yang Fu standing in front and landing on the unconscious Yang Feng, imdiately… filling with anger!

“Feng Family disciples, kill them for !”

“Kill!!!”

100 elite Feng Family disciples, reinforced by Shangguan Family’s music, used the Wind Technique, inflicting heavy damage on the Devouring Spirit Clan!

An aged but still valiant-looking Ye Liyue, tears streaming, dashed towards the Underground City.

“My grandson~”

Yang Fu instinctively moved to intercept, grabbing with one hand.

”

Boom!!!

Thunder Flashed at the dungeon’s opening. Murong Ziyuan stood above the ground. She saw Yang Feng’s body falling from the shattered black cloud, and the thunder patterns in her eyes surged: “Dare harm those my sect protects?”

In an instant, her hands ford seals, and the parasitic forms of the Devouring Spirit Clan turned to ash under Divine Thunder, while the cores of the three spirit veins emitted shrill screams only to be smashed by the giant hand of thunder.

Murong Ziyuan flung twelve Thunder Talismans, forming a thunder barrier to protect everyone: “Heal and count the casualties.” Her tone was as hard as iron, yet the lightning dragon around her gently lifted the unconscious Yang Qiangwei.

Upon seeing the cracks on the clay seal of Ai Pengyou, her brow’s Thunder Seal suddenly shone as bright as daylight.

“Impure Devouring Spirit, dare you defile my sect’s land?”

The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation answered the call! The area within ten li turned into a Thunder Prison, and countless of the Devouring Spirit Clan turned to blue smoke in the thunderstorm. Murong Ziyuan walked with thunderlight into the underground fissure, each step imprinting thunder patterns into the rock layer—she intended to reforge the foundation of the Underground City with supre Thunder Technique!

“Yang Fu,” she tossed a vial of Thunder Marrow to the severely injured sword cultivator, “take the captives back to the sect.” The Immortal Binding Rope, wreathed in purple lightning, had already bound three elders of the Devouring Spirit Clan, “I want them to tell their master’s na.”

As thunderlight rose again, the sky above the Silver Land Dynasty was left with nothing but scorched earth and the lingering aftershock of thunder. This head of the Cloud Hidden Thunder Cultivators, as during the ti she fought the Demon Clan army herself—left no evil where she tread!

The piano sound spread through the Underground City, calming the minds of all cultivators, while a strength erged within them, helping restore injuries quickly. Yang Fujian, the most gravely injured, now reduced to just a complete skull, still glared angrily at the Devouring Spirit Clan.

Upon hearing the tune, he finally closed his eyes, his heart beating strongly, as essence blood slowly erged from his bones…

Yang Fu let out a sigh of relief.

In the Nirvana Realm, even with the body destroyed, as long as the heart keeps beating, one can still restore their body.

This is the sole advantage martial cultivators have over other cultivators.

A Nirvana Realm martial cultivator, with just one breath, can maintain an undying body.

At this mont, the nine of Shangguan Family, playing in tune with Murong Ziyuan’s attack, could only manage a draw against the Devouring Spirit Clan army, unable to destroy them.