Chapter 2103 - 2011: Yin Yang Grinding Plate

Chapter 2103: Chapter 2011: Yin Yang Grinding Plate

Yang Feixue’s introduction left Yang Dian, who was ready to fight desperately, stunned, because Yang Feiliu was his grandfather, and Yang Yue was his great-grandfather. They were enshrined in the Ancestral Hall of the Yang Family. As the future heir of the Yang Family, it’s impossible not to know the ancestors.

His great-grandfather and grandfather both perished in the great battle against the Demon Clan over two hundred years ago. Not only them, but other branches of the Yang Family also suffered heavy casualties. That battle severely damaged the Primordial Energy of the Yang Family, but it also established the foundation for their status.

As for Yang Feixue, there are few mentions in the Yang Family Chronicles, but he is recorded as someone who has already perished.

"Impossible, I have seen the family chronicles; Yang Feixue died in the previous battle already. Who are you? Not only do you know the Yang Family Saber Technique, but you also impersonate our ancestors. What’s your agenda?"

Yang Dian looked at Yang Feixue, who appeared to be thirty or forty years old. In the Kunlun Realm, where Cultivation is the focus, this age is undoubtedly the golden period.

According to records, if this ancestor were alive, he would be at least two hundred and sixty to seventy years old.

"Hmph, I don’t change my name doing what I do or sitting where I sit. I am Yang Feixue. It’s up to you to believe or not. But my elder brother, your descendants are so weak that they can’t even wield the Yang Family Blade properly. I wonder how you’ve been taught."

Yang Dian glared at Yang Feixue when he heard this: "Don’t speak this way. During the battle back then, all of the Yang Family fought for the Human Clan, and our ancestors and great-grandfathers perished; you shouldn’t speak lightly of them."

After Yang Dian finished speaking, he looked at Li Feng: "What is your agenda for letting someone impersonate our ancestors, humiliating the Yang Family? If you can’t give an explanation, the Yang Family will fight you to the bitter end even if it means our destruction."

The scions around Yang Dian nodded in agreement. Making jokes about someone’s ancestors can range from small to enormous consequences. The Yang Family, not one of those lower families, cannot allow someone to jest about their ancestors.

As for Feng Yang from the Fire Phoenix Clan, taking such actions with the Yang Family, his intentions seem far less straightforward.

It’s unclear why he came here.

At that moment, the Daoist who had remained silent seemed to receive some transmission and raised his eyes, looking around: "The rest of you follow me into the tent. Yang Dian, you come too. Everyone else disperse."

A moment later.

Li Feng and others entered the large tent, with Yang Dian following in. Upon seeing Ouyang Tianshu at the head, Yang Dian stepped forward.

"Guardian, this Feng Yang is from the Demon Clan, an enemy of Ancestor Dragon. Please, Guardian, eliminate him."

Ouyang Tianshu looked at the blood-stained Yang Dian and then cast a sharp gaze at Li Feng.

"Won’t you give me an explanation? Yang Dian provoked you, but you cannot use the ancestors’ matters to mock and humiliate others. Li Feng, you crossed the line!"

Ouyang Tianshu’s impression of Li Feng undoubtedly diminished further. The Cultivators of Ancestor Dragon City don’t fear gods and demons but respect ancestors; this can’t be challenged.

Li Feng smirked, looking at Ouyang Tianshu, questioning him: "Isn’t it too hasty to draw conclusions without first understanding?"

"You claim I insulted his ancestors, how exactly did I insult them?"

"Don’t tell me you’re referring to him?" Li Feng turned towards Yang Feixue: "I can’t say whether he’s an ancestor of the Yang Family, but he did tell me his name was Yang Feixue, from the White Tiger Guard, one of the Camp Masters of the White Tiger Guard."

Before Li Feng’s voice fell, someone standing beside Ouyang Tianshu stepped forward, shouting sharply: "Humph, you brat surely spout lies nonstop. The White Tiger Guard was wiped out over two hundred years ago, yet you still brandish their banner."

"You don’t seem to know who you are, even here attempting deceit."

Li Feng glanced at the speaker, a man dressed in a Daoist robe, with white hair and a beard, appearing to be from the Dao Mountain lineage.

Before Li Feng could retort, Zhuge Xuanji, who had been standing beside Li Feng, took a step forward, his eyes fixed on the Daoist in a robe.

"You’re from Dao Mountain; I see you have the Eight Diagrams on you. Are you a disciple of the Array Formation Peak of Dao Mountain?"

"Humph, I am Zheng Tu, Third Elder of the Array Formation Peak of Taoist, and who are you?"

As one of the Three Mountains, a peak elder still holds a lofty status, esteemed in Ancestor Dragon City.

"I am Zhuge Xuanji, Peak Master of the Array Formation Peak’s sixth generation."

Zhuge Xuanji directly clasped his hands behind his back, looking up towards the self-important Zheng Tu, whose expression froze hearing the name.

"Zhuge Xuanji?"

He then laughed loudly three times, then lowered his head, casting a shadowy gaze at Zhuge Xuanji, sweeping his eyes to Li Feng: "Hmph, it’s one thing to impersonate the Yang Family ancestors, but daring to impersonate my Dao Mountain’s peak master?"

"Your audacity is indeed significant. Ouyang Guardian said you’re rebellious, but now it seems your nature is not merely rebellious but brazenly fearless."

"Ouyang Guardian, I think there’s nothing more to discuss."

"Li Feng, although you come from the Ninth Ring, born to humble roots, ignorant of right and wrong, these are but minor flaws. Yet, I never expected your rebellious nature, born of Ancestor Dragon, not to prioritize the Human Clan’s cause."

"Your concealing yourself as part of the Fire Phoenix Clan to pass the gate is forgivable, but to truly act as one of the Demon Clan, commanding them to attack our First Line Pass, grievously injuring our Ancestor Dragon Warriors, and destroying our Gate City."

"Now, you’ve come to our First Line Pass encampment, dare to be so audaciously insolent? Do you truly believe your strength makes you unstoppable?"

Finished speaking, Zheng Tu stepped forth, a ray of light flashed beneath him, followed by the emergence of a vast array within the tent, resembling a massive Yin Yang fish. Simultaneously, above, a Eight Diagrams Yin Yang fish appeared, both enveloping Li Feng and the others, forming a cage-like structure.

"What the hell is this?"

Yang Feixue frowned, swinging his bloodthirsty blade, only for the Sword Energy to be extinguished instantly upon hitting the array.

"This?"

"It’s no use. This is the Yin Yang Grinding Plate of the Taoist array, two layers of Eight Diagrams Plate, one rising and one falling, like a millstone, where any Golden Core Power dissipating from your body will be obliterated by the Yin Yang Grinding Plate."

"If the Grinding Plate rotates, not only will the Golden Core Power dissipate, but even the Golden Core Power within your body is doomed to destruction."

Zhuge Xuanji explained slowly.

"Haha, surprising that you, a fake, know quite a bit about the Yin Yang Grinding Plate. But you’re right, within this Yin Yang Grinding Plate, whether you’re cultivating the Golden Core or the Blood Cultivation, there’s only one outcome: being ground to dust by the Yin Yang Grinding Plate."

"Unless you can break through to Nascent Soul, there’s no chance of escape."

Zheng Tu coldly looked at Li Feng and the others: "Now, I advise you to stay put, especially you, Li Feng; why have you come to our encampment this time?"

"Could it be to serve as a vanguard for your new master, probing our weaknesses?"