Sovereign to Immortality

Just now, she had blocked Adept Chen Ji's precious technique, the Falling Mountain Strike. Suddenly, Adept Chang Feng felt her heart tremble, as though she was about to be swept away by Adept Chen Ji's spiritual weapon.    

"Fellow Daoist Chang Feng, be careful!"    

A one foot long ruler was floating above Spiritual Master Cheng Shitong's head. The purple Spiritual Light and his protective aura were in harmony, causing him to look like a floating ball of light. He was able to hold on against the combined attacks of two Spiritual Masters and would not be at a disadvantage for the time being.    

"Brother Changfeng, you've done everything you can do. It's inevitable that the family will suffer some injuries during the long journey. If you get distracted and get hurt, that will be the biggest blow to the Xiong Family!"    

Daoist Master Changfeng let out a long laugh and said, "Many thanks to Dao Friend Cheng for the reminder. Today, this old man will definitely give my Xiong clan a way out!"    

After speaking, Daoist Master Changfeng opened his mouth and spat out a round golden bead. It flew out in the air, leaving behind a trail of slowly fading lights as it struck towards Adept Chen Ji's chest.    

It was not that he did not expect that after the death of Yu Ming Xian, Daoist Master Changfeng would be prepared. What he did not expect was that Daoist Master Changfeng would collude with the Opening Spirit Sect, and they even sent out Spiritual Master Cheng Shi to assist them. What was even more unexpected was that these two Spiritual Masters each had a Spirit Treasure on them!    

Even though it was only a low grade spirit treasure, it was still enough for Cheng Shiting to contend with the two Spiritual Masters, Qing Yi and Ning Shijie. Although it was only a low grade spirit treasure, it was still enough for Chen Shiren to contend with the two Spiritual Masters, Qing Yi and Ning Shijie.    

Taking advantage of the desperate efforts of these two people, thousands of Xiong Family clansmen gathered in several manors of Mengyu County and headed towards the southern border of Mengyu County.    

In a mountain forest at the junction of the Desolate Land Town and the Desolate Hill Town, Yang Tian had just dealt with his injuries. Seeing Yang Junshan playing with Xiong Xiying's shuttle shaped low rank flying magic tool, he asked with a smile, "How did you get in front of me? "It's a pity that this Earth Escape Technique is really hard to learn. All of father's previous thoughts were all on raising his cultivation."    

Yang Junshan threw the storage bag on Xiong Xiying's waist to Old Yang, and said: "Dad, didn't you notice that Xiong Xiying had been forcing you to head northwest? As fast and as fast as your fight can go, I will run in front of you and ambush you! "    

Yang Tian was stunned for a moment. After pondering for a moment, he could not help but nod and say, "It's true. The northwest direction is a wilderness. If we really reach that place, without the obstruction of the forest, it would be difficult to escape!"    

Yang Junshan laughed, "It's a pity that the formation I set up earlier to kill Xiong Xiying was a waste of a lot of spiritual materials. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so dangerous!"    

Seeing that Yang Junshan was still playing with the flying magic tool in his hand, Yang Tian could not help but smile and say, "Let's go quickly. That Wu Shuo is still battling the Xiong Family's Third Steward. That Third Steward is also a Great Perfection cultivator!"    

Yang Junshan threw the flying shuttle in his hand into his storage bag, and said, "Maybe you want to go. Brother Wu still has to blame us for helping him!"    

The two of them rushed to where the battle had been. What they saw astounded both father and son. They saw two dying people lying on the ground a few meters apart from each other. One of them was Wu Shuo, who was covered in blood.    

"Brother Wu!" Brother Wu? "    

Seeing that Wu Shuo's chest was still moving up and down, Yang Junshan heaved a sigh of relief and pointed at his Dantian, continuously pouring the spiritual energy into it. His pale face gradually turned redder, and as his breathing became heavier, under Yang Junshan's call, Wu Shuo finally regained his consciousness.    

"Heh, hehe, Brother Yang, I broke through the fifth stage!"    

Yang Junshan moved his finger away from Wu Shuang's Dantian, patted his hand, and sat on the ground beside him, and said: "Brother Wu, is this the so-called method you Witch Clan use to find the opportunity to break through in battle? If I didn't come over to help, wouldn't I have been eaten by wild beasts after I break through? "    

"Ha, cough, haha." Wu Shuo forced a smile and said, "Isn't … isn't this the same as returning the favor? There's still you!"    

Another storage bag appeared in his hand as he said, "Dead, your Shaman Brother is very impressive. I can tell that he used this method to exchange wounds for his victory, or else even if he breaks through, he might not be a match for a cultivator who's immersed in great realm like Third Steward."    

Ever since Yang Junshan met people from other races on the way to the Heaven Shaking Sect, Yang Junshan no longer hid the identities of Wookiee and the Nine-Li Shaman Tribe. He also informed Yang Tian Gang of the identity of the Ghost Clan that only the identity of the Tigress had not been revealed.    

The powerful body of the Witch Clan, as well as their recovery ability, were also amazing. Previously, they were seriously injured and were on the verge of death, but after being restrained by Yang Junshan's spiritual energy, they were now able to stand up and walk.    

When Yang Tian Gang and his son brought Wu Shuo to the town hall of Huangqiu Town, they realized that this place had already been occupied by the Martial Disciples of Wasteland Town.    

"So fast!" Yang Junshan praised when he found the vicious Yang Junping.    

"What? Originally, our side was engaged in a heated battle with the Xiong Family, and we were at a disadvantage. However, somehow, those Xiong Family people ran off in the middle of the fight!"    

"Where's Jiu Li?"    

The healing pills used by Yang Junshan and the others might not be effective against the Shamans, and they might even turn them into poison. The best method would be to give him to Jiu Li, a Shaman with the same status as him.    

Yang Junping shivered and said, "Brother, you don't know, that little girl is really too cruel. The Xiong family lost more than four Martial Disciples, one of them was even a 3rd layer Qi Cultivator. That's fine, but the way she fought is really unbearable!"    

Yang Junshan knew that his second brother had always been a bold man. He had fought against people since he was young, and he had also been in a life-and-death battle several times. He was also very fierce when fighting against enemies, and he could even make Yang Junshan feel cruel.    

Yang Junping opened his mouth wanting to say something, but when he saw his big brother's gaze, he was shocked and looked behind him.    

Yang Junping instinctively felt that something was wrong. A thick smell of blood assaulted his senses. A cold and crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Tell me, how is he so cruel?"    

Yang Junping stood there, not daring to move, and said with a sad face, "Aunt, can't you make some noise while you're here? Can't you scare people to death with your blood?"    

Yang Junshan saw that Jiu Li was covered in blood all over with blood. Even his hair had turned into wisps because of the blood, and there were even drops of blood dripping from his hair in the countryside.    

"Bloodthirsty Curse?" Yang Junshan frowned and asked uncertainly.    

Jiu Li was stunned, but seeing that Wu Shuo was also looking at Yang Junshan in surprise, he knew that Wu Shuo didn't tell him, so he asked curiously, "Could it be that you've seen other Shaman Cultivators before, how do you know that I'm cultivating the Bloodthirsty Curse?"    

Yang Junshan also finally understood why Yang Junping didn't fear Jiu Li as well. The Bloodthirsty Curse was one of the most powerful curses a Witch Clan cultivator could use in the Power Shaman Realm, but the beginning of the training was a little fierce, not only did it have to splash the enemies' blood all over their body, but it also had to be used to grab their hearts out of their chests with one hand and crush them into pieces above their heads. In the eyes of an ordinary person, this was like a demon trying to kill a killer.    

Seeing the Yang Family people and the other villages looking at Jiu Li's application, Yang Junshan didn't know what to say. He helplessly sighed: "Can't you just find a place where no one can see you before killing people?"    

Using the blood of the enemies to prove their merit points was the usual method used by the Shamans, but this was something normal people would find hard to understand.    

Jiu Li, on the other hand, didn't take Yang Junshan's advice seriously. She saw the reason why Yang Junshan was looking for her the moment he arrived, so he supported the staggering Woodie from Yang Junshan's hands and said, "I'm not wrapping up the fish, I just need to hide behind my back and sneak an attack!"    

Yang Junshan smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said, "Disperse, disperse. Don't move the storage room at the town hall, and don't touch the Xiong family's manor at the wasteland town. Everyone can go find the other properties of the Xiong family by themselves!"    

Hearing this, all the cultivators of Wasteland Town outside the Yang family immediately cheered and scattered in all directions. Yang Junshan asked his second brother in a low voice, "How is it, have you controlled everything?"    

Yang Junping nodded, "Don't worry, brother. Didn't you notice that your father was long gone?"    

Just as the two brothers were about to go to the Barren Hill Town's storehouse to see how much they had gained, they saw Yang Baoliang running towards them from the town hall, panting heavily, saying: "Brother Shan, Xiao Ping, your father told me to tell you two to hurry over there!"    

The two brothers each took a look at the other before hurriedly entering the Town Hall. They saw Yang Tian Gang standing in a room that was supposed to be specially prepared for Xiong Xi Ying. He was looking for something.    

Upon seeing the two brothers enter, Yang Tian took out a message talisman and said: "This is the message talisman that the Xiong Family sent to us earlier. It should have been received before the battle by Xiong Xiying, recording the order for him to return to her manor as soon as possible and the Xiong Family's plan to migrate to the Spirit Opening Sect in Yao Prefecture. This includes the secret transfer route of the Xiong Family's property in the Barren Town."    

Yang Junping said, "Dad, the business of Barren Hill Town's Xiong Family is now controlled by us, right?"    

Yang Tian Gang smiled as he shook his head, "Not all of them. Xiong Manjiang is guarding a mine at the Sunset Mountains. Furthermore, that mine is not too far away from our Western Mountain Village's mine!"    

Yang Tian looked at Yang Junshan and said, "This matter shall be left to you two brothers. Now that Xiong Xiying is dead, and the people of the Barren Hill Town are without a leader, father will still be in charge here, trying to move all the savings of the Xiong Family here. At the same time, the Yang Family's people have also come to gather here, now that the road to the Chenyu County has been opened, father has to prepare for the migration of the Yang Family's people in advance."