Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1354: Chapter 868: The 8 Great Divine Spells of the Taoist Palace

In the distance, Mo Xuanyu watched Liu Zai Xian’s actions, feeling a seething hatred, but in the end, he chose not to reveal himself.

Because at this moment, he was just a lone man, and if he showed himself, he might be besieged by the six families of the Qingli Dynasty.

Of course, he did not suspect Liu Zai Xian of destroying his Great Array and Blood Pool. He had been here for ten years and naturally understood Liu Zai Xian. Liu Zai Xian was not someone who liked to meddle or act rashly. If Liu Zai Xian had discovered his Great Array and Blood Pool, he would never have brought a group of Qi Refining Cultivators to sabotage them. He would have immediately sought help from the six families of the Qingli Dynasty.

Besides Liu Zai Xian, who else could have destroyed his Great Array and Blood Pool?

Mo Xuanyu hid his figure, his eyes gleaming with a dark luster.

“Zhang Mo!”

“It must be him!”

He did not suspect Xuanzhen because Xuanzhen had been with him for over thirty years and was controlled by the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade, unable to destroy the Evil Blood Killing Array, let alone approach the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade.

In contrast, Zhang Mo had that capability. Zhang Mo also had the Evil Blood Killing Array, as well as the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade and a Blood Pool, and his understanding of the Evil Blood Killing Array and the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade was even deeper than Mo Xuanyu’s.

If Zhang Mo wanted to destroy Mo Xuanyu’s Great Array and Blood Pool, it would be an easy task.

Moreover, Zhang Mo had recently visited and quarreled with Mo Xuanyu.

The reason for their quarrel was simple: Zhang Mo wanted Mo Xuanyu to cooperate with him to control the six families of the Qingli Dynasty.

Naturally, Mo Xuanyu was unwilling. He had targeted the six families of the Qingli Dynasty first, and he had already set up the Evil Blood Killing Array and prepared for his upcoming plan.

Seeing that he was about to implement his carefully crafted plan, he certainly did not want Zhang Mo to interfere.

So he refused Zhang Mo, and Zhang Mo was very displeased with him.

At this moment, Mo Xuanyu had reason to suspect that Zhang Mo was the one who destroyed his Great Array and Blood Pool.

“Damn it, Zhang Mo, I will definitely extract your Divine Soul and make it into a lamp wick!” Mo Xuanyu muttered venomously.

Unfortunately, it’s just a thought. Right now, he couldn’t do anything to Zhang Mo. Instead, he had to be careful not to be caught by Zhang Mo.

Because he had lost the core of the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Jade and the Evil Blood Killing Array, he could no longer account to the Yin Ghost Department and could only defect from them.

At this moment, Mo Xuanyu was in a very difficult situation. Apart from his own cultivation and the resources he carried, he had lost almost everything.

He lost his identity as a Blood Pool Steward of the Yin Ghost Department, lost his subordinate Ghost Soldiers and Blood Puppets, and lost the East Mountain Reappearance Array and Blood Pool.

The difficulty of the situation caused Mo Xuanyu’s resentment to erupt like a volcano.

But in the end, he suppressed his resentment and left Lotus Heart Valley quietly.

His rationality told him that what he needed to do now was not to seek revenge on Zhang Mo or do anything else, but to find a safe place to protect himself first.

Mo Xuanyu left, and Liu Zai Xian’s side also welcomed reinforcements. Other than the six families, each sent a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

However, they were destined to find nothing and could only clean up the remaining blood and disperse the thick Evil Qi.

…

A few days later.

East of the Qingli Dynasty, Cangya Gorge.

The gorge is a thousand fathoms deep, splitting the earth and swallowing clouds, with steep cliffs on both sides like iron-cast masterpiece, chiseled and cleaved, with green moss and multiple hanging waterfalls like silver ribbons touching the sky; torrents rush down the valley, strange stones grind their teeth, crashing waves thunder against the cliffs, steaming white mist reaches the sky.

Looking up at the dome, a thin line of azure leaks sunlight, stratocumulus coiled around the valley like a dormant dragon.

And deep in the gorge, interwoven vines also stand three over ten-zhang high White Bone Pillars.

Hundreds of figures busied themselves at the edge of the Blood Pool beneath the White Bone Pillars, carrying corpses and throwing them into the Blood Pool, and escorting figures with bloodshot eyes out from the Blood Pool.

The mountain walls around the Blood Pool also held cave rooms, where blood puppets emitting Blood Evil Qi stood.

Zhang Mo stood on the platform atop the cliff, overlooking the Blood Pool below, with a hint of smugness in his eyes.

His silver hair draped over his shoulders, untied but not messy, a few frosty strands lightly fluttered with the mountain breeze; his complexion was rosy like cinnabar, crow’s feet edged his eyes like carved clouds, his gaze sparkled brightly as if containing stars. He wore a wide-sleeved plain silk robe, with a few pine patterns embroidered at the cuffs, a Green Jade Pendant hung from his waist, its cord entwined with old vines.

In his left hand, he held a slightly worn horsetail whisk, with the tassel ends slightly curled, and in his right hand, he grasped a Purple Bamboo Staff, its staff head warmly polished, as his robe billowed, faintly revealing a dark pattern of a crane spreading wings on his chest.

Though his temples were frost-touched, he exuded a natural elegance, as if clouds transformed into form, vegetation blooming in harmony.

Compared to Mo Xuanyu, who hid in dark mountain caves all day, Zhang Mo seemed more like a Dao-achieving cultivator.

He exuded an extraordinary presence, with a calm aura, not at all resembling a Blood Pool Steward who refined Ghost Soldiers and Blood Puppets, more like an elder from a major sect of Immortal Cultivators.

There was a vast difference between him and Mo Xuanyu, not only in appearance but also in strength, and in the numbers of their Ghost Soldiers and Blood Puppets.

In truth, Zhang Mo never intended to deal with Mo Xuanyu. Although Mo Xuanyu was uncooperative, he wasn’t worth Zhang Mo’s fuss.

His initial intention was only to join forces with Mo Xuanyu against the six families of the Qingli Dynasty. Since Mo Xuanyu was unwilling, he could easily act alone without considering Mo Xuanyu’s attitude.

If Mo Xuanyu’s Blood Pool wasn’t conveniently located in Lotus Heart Valley, he wouldn’t have sought Mo Xuanyu’s cooperation at all.