Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1782: Chapter 1082: Breakthrough, New Divine Skills

Xuanzhen didn’t keep them waiting for long. Four days later, he walked out of the palace.

Clad in a green Daoist robe, holding a horsetail whisk, his complexion was rosy, with a white beard and hair. At a glance, he absolutely had an immortal demeanor.

However, when he smiled, he exuded a bit of a carefree and unrestrained aura.

”Hahaha, this humble Daoist, Xuanzhen, greets fellow Daoists!”

”Congratulations, Daoist Xuanzhen!” Yun Xiao, Lin Qihe, and Qing Niu stepped forward to offer their congratulations.

”Thank you, thank you. Eh, where is Yang Zhenjun?” Xuanzhen didn’t see Yang Zhenshan and couldn’t help but ask.

The person he most wanted to see at the moment was Yang Zhenshan. He wanted to flaunt his achievement in front of Yang Zhenshan.

Haha, this humble Daoist is also a Golden Core Cultivator now. Let’s see how you can boast in front of me from now on!

That was probably his thought process.

Back then, his cultivation was not much different from Yang Zhenshan’s. Later, Yang Zhenshan pulled far ahead, leaving him with no hope of catching up.

Now that he had finally formed his core, he considered himself to have caught up to Yang Zhenshan’s footsteps, and naturally, he couldn’t help but rekindle his competitive spirit with Yang Zhenshan.

”Daoist Yang is still in closed-door cultivation!” Yun Xiao explained.

”Oh! At this time, he’s cultivating in seclusion and doesn’t even come out to congratulate this humble Daoist!” Xuanzhen said with some dissatisfaction.

Yun Xiao laughed heartily, ”When Daoist Yang completes his seclusion, he will certainly celebrate for you.”

Xuanzhen wasn’t really bothered; he just casually mentioned it. Hearing Yun Xiao’s words, he laughed along.

With another Golden Core True Monarch added to White Jade City, it was a matter worthy of celebration by everyone, and naturally, there was a need to have a grand celebration.

With Yang Zhenshan absent, Yun Xiao presided, and Yang Jizhen was in charge of the arrangements.

The next day, a lively banquet was held in the Immortal Palace.

On the third day, there was an exchange meeting where Yun Xiao, Lin Qihe, Qing Niu, and Xuanzhen sat together and exchanged ideas for an entire day, with Yun Xiao and the other two explaining some common knowledge about Golden Core Cultivators to Xuanzhen.

On the fourth day, there was a preaching meeting, where the newly-promoted Golden Core True Monarch Xuanzhen imparted his experiences in Core Formation to Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

After the preaching meeting, Xuanzhen went into seclusion to stabilize his cultivation.

Meanwhile, Yang Zhenshan still hadn’t emerged from seclusion.

In the Longevity Hall, within the Quiet Chamber.

Yang Zhenshan was unaware that Xuanzhen had already formed his core; his Heart Spirit was entirely immersed in his Golden Core.

The flawless Golden Core was slowly rotating in his Dantian, with dense Dao patterns adhering to its surface.

There were Dao patterns of Withered and Flourishing Divine Power, of the Path of Void, and of the Spear Dao.

The three Dao patterns were distinct and did not interfere with each other. However, there were also some shallow traces between them, which were the Divine Dao Intent that Yang Zhenshan had comprehended, but since he hadn’t mastered them, they only left shallow marks and hadn’t formed Divine Skills Dao patterns.

At this time, the most prominent Dao pattern on the Golden Core was the Path of Void, whose profound and complex pattern emitted a faint glow, adding a mysterious aura to the Golden Core.

The Golden Core rotated slowly, and the Dao patterns also gradually emitted an extraordinary Dao Rhyme.

In Yang Zhenshan’s Sea of Consciousness, his Divine Soul was also immersed in a state of seeming enlightenment, unable to extricate itself.

He felt as if he were wandering in the Void, seeing neither reality nor all things, as if the entire world consisted only of him, yet simultaneously as if the entire world belonged to him.

Heaven and earth ceased to exist, all things were void, only I am eternal.

No one knew how much time had passed when a trace of spiritual light suddenly appeared in his mind, expanding to reveal an Immortal Palace in his consciousness.

”Life Realm Immortal Palace!”

Yang Zhenshan’s consciousness paused slightly, seemingly puzzled as to why the Immortal Palace appeared here.

However, soon, he no longer needed to be puzzled.

The brilliant Immortal Palace suddenly collided with his Divine Soul’s consciousness, and in the next moment, a surge of enlightenment arose in his heart.

”The Void is formless; it precedes Heaven and Earth. Invisible to sight, inaudible to hearing, intangible to touch. It envelops the six directions, receives without form, endlessly flows without filling.”

”Heaven and Earth rely on it for life, all things depend on it for form. It emerges in movement, remains unchanged in stillness. Greet it, and its front is unseen; follow it, and its rear is undetectable. The sage observes with emptiness, maintains with silence, sheds its ornate facade, returning to its true essence.”

”Inwardly observe the heart, and there is no heart; outwardly observe the form, and there is no form. Observe objects from afar, and there are no objects. These three do not exist, seen only in emptiness. Emptiness lacks emptiness; void lacks void. This is called the Great Void.”

Previously acquired insights resurfaced, becoming deeper and more profound.

In an instant, Yang Zhenshan felt a myriad of thoughts flooding his consciousness, countless understandings he couldn’t escape.

As the days passed, Yang Zhenshan’s form became increasingly ethereal in the Quiet Chamber.

His aura vanished, his vitality disappeared, and subsequently, his Divine Soul followed, vanishing as well. Eventually, even his body was nowhere to be found, leaving the still chamber empty, with no sign of Yang Zhenshan anywhere.

Yet Yang Zhenshan’s consciousness remained.

”In the Void, I am the Void!”

No one knew how much time elapsed before Yang Zhenshan’s form suddenly reappeared in the Quiet Chamber.

His eyes opened, revealing a pair of unimaginably deep eyes.

Those eyes seemed devoid of everything, yet seemingly encompassed everything.

Mysterious and phantasmic, elusive and impossible to stare into directly.

”The Path of Void, truly unfathomable!” Yang Zhenshan murmured softly.

Reflecting on his earlier enlightenment, Yang Zhenshan still found it difficult to extricate himself.

This time’s insight was truly unimaginable for him.

It was as though he had grasped the true meaning, or perhaps the core, of the Path of Void.