Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 981 573: Let It All Be Destroyed!

Never have I anticipated ancestor worship so eagerly.

The mbers of the Yang Family from all corners are already prepared.

Yang Fu of the Sea God Dynasty had flown out from the Boundless Ocean and, together with his friend Li Yao, arrived at the inland of the Sea God Dynasty, looking for a way to leave this dynasty.

Unfortunately... despite Yang Fu trying every possible thod, they still couldn't leave before the Sect's Treasure Ship arrived.

"If there ever cos a day when I can advance further, I must cultivate a Space Skill!"

Yang Fu said so.

The marvel and convenience of the Space Skill would allow him to go wherever he wishes.

Moreover, Yang Fu already had hope... and that was the Heavenly chanism Sect.

He only needed to wait until Yang Qiang reached the Nascent Soul Stage, then he could inherit the Space Skill from the sect, and the ancestor could pass it on to him.

Speaking of Yang Qiang, Yang Fu couldn't help but feel a bit sentintal.

"Without the permission of the Heavenly chanism Sect, Qiang'er wouldn't be free to leave the mountain..."

It was Yang Fu who decided to send Yang Qiang up the mountain back then.

During that ti, the Yang Family was extrely weak and needed to seize any opportunity to continue the family's developnt.

Over the years, Yang Qiang quietly contributed a lot to the family in the background, using the various collections of the Heavenly chanism Sect as a reserve for the Yang Family, allowing access to much knowledge that was otherwise unavailable.

Now, although Yang Qiang cannot leave at will, his Practice Room is in the Earth Core Domain, and the ancestor has inford him of the family crisis, with Yang Qianglin and Yang Qiangyuan already leading the fourth generation to the Earth Core Domain for refuge.

"If the family truly faces catastrophe... Qiang'er can also protect the last seed of our family."

"With the ancestor around, we will rise again."

"The Yang Family will reclaim everything sooner or later!"

Yang Fu now harbored a smoldering rage, as the family faced a great disaster, and he could only wander around in the Sea God Dynasty, unable to lend a helping hand.

Since Feng Yi, the instigator, was already dead, he could only direct this anger towards Liu Changqing.

"Half-step Nascent Soul... once I reach Qi Cultivation Thirty-Ninth Layer, it may not be impossible to battle!"

Yang Fu's strength was growing increasingly, especially after absorbing the Sea Clan Commander's body, his real combat capabilities on water could already match Murong Ziyuan equally.

If only he could advance further...

Yang Fu could feel that he was getting closer to Qi Cultivation Thirty-Ninth Layer.

The Sea Clan's Ao Wu's body was simply too nourishing!

A massive amount of Water Spiritual Power was slowly releasing within him, constantly increasing his Realm.

Like having a hundredfold accelerator, achieving Daylight Technique in just one day.

Seeing that he indeed couldn't be of assistance, Yang Fu asked Li Yao for a blessed spot and began cultivating.

"If I reach Qi Cultivation Forty Layers... I wonder if I'll be able to truly contend against a Nascent Soul?"

Yang Fu was unsure of this, and he needed to climb up to find out.

Yang Fujian seldom spoke, but whenever the ancestor spoke, he listened intently, knowing the family's current situation, learning that Bright City had already fallen, and the Life Divine Tree was taken, which pierced his heart.

Because he was the leader of this city, a leader.

With his city fallen and citizens scattered, it pained him deeply.

Like Yang Fu, he also held suppressed anger.

And increasingly furious.

"Divine Skills so miraculous, why can't my sword cut through space?"

"My sword... shouldn't only cleave tangible things but should also sever intangible forms."

Yang Fujian's sword quivered, and Yang Changzai sensed it, appearing directly.

Seeing Yang Fujian had already closed his eyes, starting to attain enlightennt.

....

Yang Qiangwei and Yang Feng stayed with the Shangguan Family, quietly waiting for the right opportunity.

Yang Feng scratched his head.

"Weiwei, it's almost ti for ancestor worship... shouldn't we offer sothing to the ancestor?"

"Ah, well... the ancestor didn't ntion anything; in the past, if there was sothing he liked, he would ntion it, but with current events, handling matters on hand is more pressing, and once peace returns, we can think of ways to offer good things to the ancestor."

"That's not correct; the ancestor may not need it, but we cannot neglect the offerings — the proper rites cannot be omitted... I think we should prepare sothing, especially since we are relatively well off."

"How well off are you?"

"I got Feng Yi's storage ring..."

"Hiss~"

Yang Qiangwei was shocked.

"How did I not know? Haven't we been together all the ti? We didn't dare go near Feng Yi's corpse, fearing he would possess soone..."

This ti, even the fearless Yang Feng was intimidated by Feng Yi.

Not daring to accept even Feng Xin, let alone approach Feng Yi's corpse...

In truth, the main issue was the eerie black Array hanging over the Floating Island... Yang Feng sure didn't want to enter it a second ti.

He shook his head, dismissing the unpleasant mories.

Yang Feng shifted focus to a happier topic.

"Actually, Feng Yi's belongings are all in the Ancient Jar, and just like my Ancient Coin, this Magic Treasure contains vast space inside; he put everything he had inside here, and he even..."

"What about him? Did he leave a trap for you?"

Yang Qiangwei asked incredulously.

"Not really... Feng Yi left a letter, and after reading it, I was quite touched."

"What did he write?"

"He... alas, sched his entire life, even ticulously planned his affairs after death."

Yang Feng was sowhat sentintal; the letter from Feng Yi was left for him.

"Yang Feng, by the ti you read this letter, I should be dead... ultimately unable to reverse the fate, and I am glad that destiny cannot be defied because, in this way... my family's success is naturally destined, and your rise cannot be stopped."

"I am dead, but the Feng Family will not die; rather, it will open a new era... your era."

"Most of my life has been for the family... never keeping any wealth for myself; here are all the rare items I have collected in my life, perhaps they will be beneficial to your future cultivation."

"So of these things, I have yet to decipher until now, so I leave them to you..."

"This is not compensation for you, what I have done, right or wrong, is only for to deliberate, my body seizing you has nothing to do with you."

"This is the inheritance I leave for the new head of the Feng Family."

"Golden scales are not ant to reside in ponds; when t with Wind and Cloud, they will beco dragons; long live the Feng Family!"

Feng Yi's words to Yang Feng were brief, but Yang Feng could sense his stubbornness.

He would never apologize to anyone; he rely conceded... my body seizing you has nothing to do with you.

Yang Feng, in any case, wasn't one to waste good things.

Any good items from Feng Yi or even his nesis, Feng Dogshit, once ingested by him, would not be given back.

"I accept your possessions, keep your sentints, and do not speak such aningless words in the future... dead scoundrel."

Yang Feng accepted everything with a grin.

Feng Yi left behind many things of varied origins, each tagged by Feng Yi himself, detailing how he had acquired them.

Most of them were obtained through trading with the Ten Thousand Races from various worlds via portals.

Yang Feng quickly scanned through them, finding only two items whose purposes he fully understood.