There were very few Saints in the Yang Family who were at the Star Rune Realm. Even if they were only at the Level 1 Star Rune Realm, they were still considered important figures in the family.
Yang Qingyuan relied on his status as the elder brother of the patriarch, Yang Qingxing. But now, not only did he lose an arm, he was also sent to guard the Battle Realm. His fate was too miserable.
Yang Qingyuan was not convinced, but in front of his great-grandmother, he did not even dare to fart. He silently left.
No one else dared to say a word, even the patriarch.
"Child, are you appeased now?" Yang Family's great-grandmother asked Yang Wu.
Yang Wu did not dare to be unreasonable and quickly replied, "Grandmother is wise."
"En, as long as you are satisfied. It has been eight hundred years. You have suffered. From now on, you can return to the Yang Family," the great-grandmother said.
What else could Yang Wu say? Most of the anger in his heart had already been vented, and with such a venerable old granny speaking up for him, he hurriedly agreed and said, "I will listen to Great-grandmother's instructions."
"Good child, now you can take grandmother to see Taihe." The great-grandmother said with a trace of imperceptible sharpness.
Yang Taihe was the peerless genius of the Yang Family. He was once tricked by the Xing Family and the Emei Family. The Yang Family thought that he had fallen. The rapid decline of the Yang Family in the past few thousand years was directly related to Yang Taihe's disappearance.
There was also the incident eight hundred years ago. The impact was not small. It could be said that it was one disaster after another.
Now, the most important thing was to welcome Yang Taihe back. As long as he returned, he might be able to help the Yang Family rebuild.
As for the child in front of her, he was indeed not bad. The aura of atavism was very obvious. Perhaps he could be nurtured into the next Yang Taihe.
Great-grandmother was wise and farsighted. As for those who were crippled, so be it. Over the years, the Azure Battle Qi had crossed the line. It was time to punish them.
"Yes, grandmother." Yang Wu had no reason to refuse. Perhaps this great-grandmother was giving him face because of Yang Taihe.
With the appearance of the great-grandmother, the storm was completely calmed.
Yang Jingtao, Shu Yujun, Yang Ba, and the others were settled down by Yang Jinghai. Only Yang Wu followed his grandmother and the other Sages to Grave Fissure City.
These saints were incomparably arrogant and disdained to enter the spatial gate. One of the Sacred Elders took out a "flying shuttle". This was a Space Aircraft, and belonged to the ranks of sacred artifacts.
The flying shuttle was like a disc. It didn't look big, but inside it was a space of its own. It could easily carry thousands of people.
Great-grandmother, the eight Sages, and Yang Wu entered the shuttle and flew towards Grave Fissure City.
The speed of the shuttles was many times faster than the airships and battleships. They entered the space at an extreme speed, and nothing could stop them.
Yang Wu curiously sized up the interior of the flying shuttle and said in his heart, "The methods of the Saints are unpredictable."
The Yang Family's great-grandmother seemed to have not spoken for a long time. She continuously asked Yang Wu interesting questions, such as how old he was, whether he had a cultivation partner, what his hobbies were, and so on.
Yang Wu answered obediently, not daring to show any dissatisfaction. Furthermore, he felt that this great-grandmother was also very cute, much better than the rest of the Yang Family.
"Child, you are only twenty years old. It is not easy for you to cultivate to the Heavenly Fish Realm in a place like the Mortal Realm where resources are scarce. I presume that you have also obtained some opportunities. In the future, you must not be righteous. Sometimes, being able to bow and submit is what a real man should do." Great-grandmother reminded him.
Yang Wu bowed slightly and replied, "Thank you for your teachings, grandmother. Yang Wu will remember it in his heart."
"En, I see that your forehead is full of spirit, and you are full of spirit. In the future, you will definitely become someone great. I hope that you will not complain about the family. We are all of the same bloodline, so even if there are some disputes, it is inevitable. Our Yang Family has always been united, and we must continue to be united in the future. Otherwise, if we go against the teachings of our ancestors, the Yang Family will definitely be eliminated."
"I know that you do not have much of a sense of belonging to the family, but this is not important. When you return to the family, I will let you enter the ancestral blood pool to increase your bloodline. Grandmother will give you some pointers, and I will definitely help you become not inferior to any of the monsters of the Battle Race. My Yang Family's son will definitely be able to revive the glory of the ancient times!"
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When the eight Saints heard the endless conversation between Great-grandmother and Yang Wu, their eyes were wide open. They thought to themselves, "Could it be that Great-grandmother has been in seclusion for too long and has become a chatterbox?"
These Saints only dared to think this in their hearts, but they did not dare to say it out loud.
Unknowingly, the flying shuttle had arrived at Grave Split City.
Yang Qing respectfully said to Great-grandmother, "Great-grandmother, we have arrived at Grave Split City."
"It's good that we're here, it's good that we're here!" Great-grandmother said with a trace of excitement.
In the next moment, they came out of the flying shuttle. An invisible energy was released, isolating the world. Normal martial artists would not be able to discover their existence.
Their group quickly descended towards the crack in Grave Split City.
Great-grandmother handed Yang Taihe's sacred bone to Yang Wu and said, "Child, it's up to you to find Taihe's location."
Yang Wu nodded and instructed everyone to move in a certain direction.
Soon, they arrived in the direction Yang Wu pointed. Yang Wu pointed at a stone and said seriously, "Senior Taihe is here."
Great-grandmother excitedly said, "Good, very good. Listen to my orders and immediately seal off this place. Lay down the 'Eight Trigrams Heaven Lock Formation' and do not let anyone come close. Not even a fly can fly in."
"Yes, Great-grandmother." Everyone replied in unison.
They had received news of Yang Taihe a few days ago and did not immediately rush over. Other than waiting for Yang Wu, the most important thing was to lay down the 'Eight Trigrams Heaven Lock Formation'. Only by isolating everything here could they ensure that nothing would go wrong.
Once they destroyed the spatial restriction here, the saint who had laid down this restriction would definitely sense it and kill his way over. The Yang family did not wish for any accidents to happen.
The eight saints each took out a sacred stone. The sacred stone was the size of a small mountain and was covered in dense formation runes. There were also demon cores embedded in it. Each of them was a saint level existence. The eight sacred stones were controlled by the saints and fell in eight different directions. The sacred stones emitted waves of sacred Qi. The power of the sacred Qi intertwined and enveloped the sky, sealing off the surrounding ten miles.
"Heaven Lock!" In the end, Great-grandmother raised her walking stick and pointed it at the top of the formation. A majestic Saint Force combined with the power of the formation. The formation quickly activated, completely forming the invisible Eight Trigrams Heaven Lock Formation.
At this moment, even if someone were to pass by, they would consciously take a detour. They would not notice anything amiss.
Yang Wu, who was beside his great-grandmother, suddenly felt a burst of power coming from her old and frail body. His body was shaken and he was sent flying.
Fortunately, this power was not used to deal with him. Otherwise, he would have been ground to dust.
"Child, quickly use your essence blood and sacred bone as a guide and lead us into the space where Taihe is," Great-grandmother instructed Yang Wu.
"I've used up a lot of my essence blood. I won't use it this time," Yang Wu replied.
Previously, he had used up too much of the power of the Demon Taming Token and lost a lot of essence blood. This was not something that could be replenished with ordinary blood replenishment items. If he used up more of his essence blood, he would suffer an excessive loss. It would be quite a burden on his body.
"Child, once we return to the clan, I'll let you enter the pool of ancestral blood. It'll make up for your losses," Great-grandmother said kindly.
However, Yang Wu did not seem to hear her at all. A souleye opened on his forehead and directly landed on the stone. He still held onto Yang Taihe's sacred bone and said faintly, "Senior Taihe, Yang Wu has come as promised. Please receive me, senior Taihe."
"A souleye. Y- you've condensed a souleye. The heavens have opened their eyes. The heavens have opened their eyes." Great-grandmother suddenly began to dance with joy.
The other Saints of the Yang Clan were shocked. Soon, their eyes were focused on Yang Wu's face, and they were all extremely surprised. Three of them were overjoyed, while the other five had complicated looks in their eyes. They did not know what to feel in their hearts.
It was said that this was a unique innate potential. In the history of the Yang family, there were only three ancestors who had awakened a souleye, and all three of them were invincible experts of the Yang family. As a result, the clan believed that whoever could awaken a souleye would have the purest bloodline and possessed the power of atavism. They possessed extraordinary potential, so they would definitely do everything they could to nurture them.
Who would have thought that the fourth person to awaken a souleye in the Yang family would be a son of the Sin's Blood? And this son of the Sin's Blood had almost been slain by his own people.
Thinking of this, Yang Qingxing couldn't help but shiver. He couldn't help but feel anxious.
Over the years, in order to secure the position of the patriarch, he had indeed secretly used many unfair methods against the Black Tortoise bloodline. He had even heard that Yang Wu's bloodline had atavism and even wanted to deprive him of his bloodline. Although this matter involved an old matter from eight hundred years ago, the moment Yang Wu awakened a souleye, all of his evil thoughts were put away.
If Yang Wu had just received Great-grandmother's approval, then there was nothing to be afraid of. But now, Yang Wu would definitely become one of the most important figures in the younger generation of the Yang family.
If he touched him, Great-grandmother might really get angry.
Yang Mingfa exclaimed excitedly in his heart, "I didn't expect this kid's potential to be so extraordinary. Looks like our Black Tortoise bloodline is going to rise again!"
Yang Wu wasn't in the mood to pay attention to what they were thinking. He used the power of his souleye to touch the stone and held the saint bone in one hand. Yang Taihe should be able to sense it.
Sure enough, not long after, the stone produced a suction force that pulled Yang Wu into a spatial crack.
At this time, Great-grandmother also moved. She lightly reprimanded, "Spatial Tracking Technique, break for me!"
She had already left a mark on Yang Wu's saint bone. With the help of a secret technique, she could directly tear through space and chase after the saint bone in Yang Wu's hand to the place where Yang Taihe was trapped.
The other Saints didn't delay and helped Great-grandmother tear through space.
Rumble rumble!
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