NOVEL Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 586 - 393: Yang Changzai’s Reluctance!

Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

Chapter 586 - 393: Yang Changzai’s Reluctance!
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The giant claw demon was utterly astonished; he couldn’t comprehend why, despite being far superior in realm to the two siblings, his body had been destroyed. Could it be that human cultivators are indeed invincible at the same level, as the ancient legends say?

What exactly is that terrifying Divine Thunder?

Why did it force me out of my racial secret technique?

"Is this... the power of human cultivators?"

His cultivation had been broken, leaving him completely defenseless.

There was no time to drill underground now; he barely lifted another claw to defend himself, but he knew... he was doomed.

He had overestimated himself; he wasn’t a match for this brother and sister duo before him.

"Ice!"

Boom!!!

A massive water sphere followed up and slammed directly into Yang Fujian.

Bam!

The water ball exploded, turning into a sky full of icy mist!

In a mere instant, Yang Fujian’s sword and body were covered in frost, transforming into an ice sculpture...

"Oh my gosh!"

The long-haired parrot soared high, escaping the area of icy mist.

But the spiritual elephant that hadn’t managed to return to the Demon Tower below was frozen into a lump of ice.

The icy mist dispersed, but the giant claw demon at the center remained untouched, showcasing the extreme control over magic!

Yang Fuqing felt that even if she cultivated for decades, she wouldn’t achieve such mastery...

"Brother Jiao Long!"

The giant claw demon was moved to tears, having narrowly escaped death.

From the jungle behind him, a demon with a dragon’s head and human body emerged.

This time he was holding a fan in his hand.

He waved the fan, sending out wisps of white cold wind, showing a hint of helplessness on the dragon head:

"Little Ao, I told you not to rush ahead, you never listen..."

"Hehe, isn’t that what big brother’s for!"

"Last time you saved my life, this time I repay you."

"Big brother, capture that female cultivator above, I want to skin her alive, then roast that mouthy ugly bird! Vengeance for my lost arm!"

"Don’t be so cruel... If this female cultivator is wise and intelligent, skip the skinning, just cook together."

Flood Dragon Demon spoke gracefully, using the gentlest tone to say the cruelest words.

"Da Mao! Go!"

The long-haired parrot flew with all its might!

Flood Dragon Demon sighed.

"Why do unnecessary things..."

"[Heavenly Heavy Rain]!"

He pinched his hands together; the sky became covered with dark clouds!

Rumble!

Amidst the flashing thunder clouds, wild winds howled, and torrential rain poured!

Every drop of rain seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, falling on the long-haired parrot as if countless stones were hitting it!

The long-haired parrot’s body kept plummeting downward.

Yang Fuqing used her protective dharma treasure to create a shield, resisting the raindrops.

Flood Dragon Demon stood still, shaking his fan.

"[Rain Transforming into Jiao Long]."

The rain landing on the ground quickly gathered, transforming into a water Flood Dragon, which struck at the long-haired parrot with a claw.

Bam!

The long-haired parrot was sent flying.

Yang Fuqing’s spiritual power shield trembled and shattered!

She raised the [Demon Tower].

"Everyone, lend me your strength!"

Six spirit beasts charged out of the Demon Tower, but in this boundless heavy rain, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, unable to contend with the water Flood Dragon.

"[Heavy Rain Prison!]"

The dark clouds in the sky began to shrink, and the rain condensed into a huge square prison, slowly closing in on Yang Fuqing.

Bang bang bang!

The long-haired parrot crashed into the edges, but the rain was harder than stone, unable to break through!

Yang Changzai looked on regrettably:

"Sister Qing, are we done for?"

"Shut up!"

Yang Fuqing chastised him, pulling out a [Thunder Punishment Sword Talisman], preparing to use its extreme attack and speed to break through forcefully!

"Alas... haven’t gotten rid of the ’useless’ label, and I’m about to die. Will my dad beat me when I go down there..."

"Huzi... his whip technique was good. I miss those days we beat the Black Manzi together; at that time, your father had to call me Bird Elder, hehe~"

The long-haired parrot reminisced.

Back then, it often visited the Yang Family’s Manor in Devil Wind Forest to find Yang Fuqing, and got along well with Huzi, who was even younger than it by age.

"Well, going down early would be good; I’ll make milk tea for my dad down there."

This was the only time Huzi praised him.

His entire life he had never been looked up to by anyone; without the Spirit Root of his brothers and sisters, he indulged in play and overeating, always facing strange looks from loose cultivators whenever he mentioned his surname was Yang.

Most people’s first question was, "You’re not related to Vice Sect Master Yang, are you?"

Who would’ve thought his father and Vice Sect Master Yang were childhood friends?

His brothers and sisters were the right hands of big figures like Yang Fuqing and Yang Fujian.

And he, a useless person without a Spirit Root.

A waste who never received any praise.

He wanted change, but... there was no time left.

Yang Fuqing frowned hearing this.

Because she could only use the [Thunder Punishment Sword Talisman] herself... this move couldn’t bring anyone along.

The spirit beasts could return to her [Demon Tower], but Yang Changzai...

"Changzai, I will avenge you!"

"Spirit beasts, return!"

Yang Fuqing didn’t hesitate; this wasn’t the time for petty emotions.

She couldn’t even save her own brother, Yang Fujian.

Yang Changzai looked at the frozen block that was Yang Fujian, pained in his heart.

"Brother Jian... shouldn’t have come to save me, I’m sorry."

Everything started because of him.

A useless person like him dying didn’t matter, but if it cost Yang Fujian... he’d be heartbroken.

Full of unwillingness and sorrow.

But he was powerless.

This feeling... made a fiery gas brew inside Yang Changzai, unable to be released!

"This isn’t right! This is wrong! Let me bear all the faults, but why... why let others die with me!"

By now, all spirit beasts had returned to Yang Fuqing’s [Demon Tower],

Boom!!!

Yang Fuqing crushed the [Thunder Punishment Sword Talisman], transforming into a flash of thunder light and shooting out of the [Heavy Rain Prison].

Yang Changzai fell from the sky, filled with guilt for Yang Fujian...

Yang Fujian never despised him for being useless, took him under his wing to cultivate, and personally guided him.

Told him that mortals could also reverse heaven and change fate.

Even ended up in danger to save him.

He and Yang Fujian weren’t biological brothers, but in his heart, Yang Fujian was his true elder brother.

"I must save Brother Jian!!!"

"Heavens, help me!"

"Or else I’ll die with regrets!"

An extremely strong unwillingness shot straight to the sky!

Pfft!

Without Yang Fuqing’s protection, Yang Changzai was directly torn in half by the Heavy Water Jiao Long.

But his eyes stared fiercely at the sky, full of unwillingness!

He was unwilling to live a life achieving nothing! Unwilling for the person he cared for most to die saving him!

Even more unwilling... that he was powerless to do anything!

Boom!!!

A massive mountain was hurled over, crushing the Heavy Rain Prison along with the water Flood Dragon to pieces.

Yang Changzai’s body slowly fell to the ground amidst the pouring rain...

A wisp of faint green smoke rose slowly from his corpse.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky!

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