Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1653: Chapter 1015: Desperate Escape

“Caw caw~~”

In the depths of the Void, there was nothing but a few star remnants suspended in deathly silence, even the light seemed to be pulled into thin threads.

The bronze furnace body suddenly trembled, the Bagua pattern flowed like a living entity, and at the moment the lid was lifted, golden flames erupted, like molten flow pouring from the cracked sky, instantly covering a hundred zhang of void.​

The phantom of the Golden Crow soared from the furnace mouth, and wherever its wings swept, the golden sea of fire surged wildly, in the blink of an eye extending over a thousand zhang, flame waves intertwining with each other, forming undulating fire mounds in the empty void.

The furnace body rotated on its own, and eight fire pillars shot out from the Bagua pattern, piercing into the depths of the void, where the pillars passed, the surrounding void seemed wrinkled by the heat.​

The golden flames licked the void, forming a swirling fire vortex, spreading out like a flat fire carpet, lighting up this deathly silent universe. The continuously spewing flames from the furnace mouth piled up, condensing into a burning giant mountain in the void, with the Golden Crow on the peak. Its wings shed sparks like meteors falling in all directions, each carrying scorching heat that cracked the void.

“Caw caw~~You wretched stone, let’s see me burn you to powder!”

The Golden Crow cawed, carrying a vast flame directly and charging towards the square seal a zhang wide.

The flames surged like a wild tide, rolling and unfolding in all directions, spreading into an infinite sea of fire.​

Under the impact of the flame waves, the binding power released by the square seal retreated step by step, the flames’ rise unabated, the golden flames from the furnace core continuously joining in, making the sea of fire grow even more vast, illuminating the void in brilliant gold, sharply contrasting with the surrounding dark smoke, as if the entire Void was cleaved by this sudden blaze, half engulfed in dusky twilight, the other half in blazing fire.​

The flame waves continued to surge upward, the momentum from the furnace mouth like water breaching a dam, extending the sea of fire further out, the golden glow billowing silently yet grandly in the void.

Yang Zhenshan didn’t expect the Golden Crow to be so overpowering, able to suppress the opponent’s square seal.

However, the power a Spiritual Artifact can display still depends on its owner’s cultivation and strength.

If the owner’s cultivation is lacking, no matter how high the grade of the Spiritual Artifact, it is useless.

Moreover, the Spiritual Artifact also needs to match its owner’s attributes and divine skills. In this respect, Yang Zhenshan and the Golden Crow Eight Trigrams Furnace are not very compatible.

Yang Zhenshan practiced Wood Attribute cultivation techniques and comprehended Withered and Flourishing Divine Power, unable to fully unleash the power of True Sun Fire.

Thus, the Golden Crow’s dominance stems solely from the strength of True Sun Fire, and it cannot be sustained for long.

At the moment the Golden Crow erupted, Yang Zhenshan turned and ran.

His figure swiftly cut across the smoke-laden Void, like a meteor streaking toward the southeast.

At the same time, the man watching the blazing True Fire shouted, “Trying to run! Young one! I told you, you can’t escape!”

The next moment, his eyes widened, pupils losing their usual color, his left eye displaying mystical Earth Vein patterns, crisscrossing like earthly ravines; his right eye suspended a crimson star track diagram, as if celestial stars revolving ceaselessly. At the meeting of the two pupils, a pale golden light beam shot up from the forehead, piercing through the Void, puncturing a transparent fissure between heaven and earth.

“Piercing through heaven and earth, using soul as an attractor.”

The swiftly fleeing Yang Zhenshan’s expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned around, his eyes bursting with azure and gray hues.

“Yin Yang Withered and Flourishing, I speak life and death!”

The gigantic Withered and Flourishing Tai Chi Diagram unfolded, enveloping the mysterious man, instantly reversing life and death, the vast vitality power quickly draining from both their bodies.

Yang Zhenshan’s hair rapidly turned white at a visible speed, in the blink of an eye, his originally black hair transformed into a patch of gray, likewise, his foot-long beard turned gray, and his face became lined with wrinkles.

In contrast, although the man’s temples also showed some frost, it was almost negligible.

In this scenario, the man’s figure slightly paused, his eyes revealing a shocked expression, even those seemingly void-penetrating eyes grew apprehensive.

“This is—!”

“Withered and Flourishing Divine Power!”

“My lifespan!”

“Damn it, the young one should die!”

The furious roar swept in like a tide.

A ruthless glint flashed in Yang Zhenshan’s slightly clouded eyes, at this point, he could only risk everything.

“Seven Treasures Soul Suppressing, Soul Pursuit and Seizure!”

In the sea of consciousness, the Seven Treasures Soul Suppressing Tower emitted a hazy glow, transforming into a light shield enveloping the opponent.

In an instant, the opponent’s angry roar stopped abruptly, and his whole momentum stalled.

The seventh layer Soul Returning Array of the Seven Treasures Soul Suppressing Tower, the tower body formed an independent space, the Luminous Soul Domain forcibly stripping the opponent cultivator’s divine soul from the flesh, trapping it within the tower’s illusion realm.

Unfortunately, the Seven Treasures Soul Suppressing Tower is merely a top-grade Magical Treasure, not a Spiritual Artifact.

The binding of the Soul Returning Array only lasted for a single breath before being broken by the opponent’s divine soul.

However, that single breath was enough for Yang Zhenshan to escape far away.

After the divine soul returned, the man’s anger was even more uncontrollable, still relentlessly pursuing Yang Zhenshan.

The distance between the two widened, although the man’s speed navigating the Void far surpassed Yang Zhenshan, he couldn’t catch up in a short time.

As time ticked by, the two continued their relentless chase in the Void.

On the other side.

Jian Changhe was also fleeing for his life. Yang Zhenshan was right, against a third-order Demon King, Jian Changhe had the power to resist, but that was the extent of it.

After all, Jian Changhe had just achieved Core Formation, yet unable to proficiently utilize his divine skills, his only reliance was the Green Gold Sword in his hand.

One person and one demon also flew relentlessly in pursuit.