The Great Divine Ability That Turned Yin into Yin and Yang

Palm Thunder!

Although Zhuge Xiang's favorite thing is to have someone cause him trouble and then defeat them to gain experience, right now, at this moment, Zhuge Xiang has absolutely no fighting spirit. With lightning crackling in his hands, Zhuge Xiang, who is quick to finish the battle, immediately unleashes his strongest Palm Thunder.

Amidst screams, with his Explosive Steps speed and the terrifying power of the Palm Thunder, Zhuge Xiang's hand, wielding the Lightning, pierced straight through his opponent's chest.

Relatively speaking, assassins of this type are weak in terms of defense. Even if the opponent has the cultivation of the Divine Ability Stage Fifth Layer, he has no other equipment besides a Magic Artifact longsword.

At the Divine Ability Stage Fifth Layer, he was only using Magic Artifact, not Treasure Artifact. Moreover, he had no other equipment. Relying solely on his physical body for defense, it was naturally difficult for him to withstand the power of Zhuge Xiang's Palm Thunder.

"...", Wu Zhao was somewhat dumbfounded. Because he was paying attention to Zhuge Xiang's unusual behavior, Wu Zhao was also a little distracted and did not notice the sneak attack from the Deity Transformation Stage Cultivator. But by the time he reacted, Zhuge Xiang instantly reversed the situation with a combination of his Explosive Steps and Palm Thunder. The role reversal between hunter and prey was too fast. By the time Wu Zhao reacted, the battle was already over.

It wasn't that Wu Zhao's reaction was slow, but rather that the pace of the battle was too fast. Deity Transformation Stage Cultivator launched a sneak attack, followed by Zhuge Xiang's Explosive Steps combined with Palm Thunder counterattack—all of this happened in the blink of an eye...

"Ding! Killed Cultivator at the Divine Ability Stage Fifth Layer, gaining 2.8 million experience points."

The system notification indicated that Cultivator at the Divine Ability Stage Fifth Layer had only gained a mere 2.8 million experience points. It's worth noting that defeating Gu Siqi on Sword Peak yielded over 3 million experience points. If Zhuge Xiang were to carefully consider the difference, he would likely perceive it. However, unfortunately, Zhuge Xiang's mind wasn't currently focused on this.

The Cultivator killed by the Palm Thunder, his body pierced by the Lightning, fell to the ground. Soon, his flesh and blood melted away rapidly, like snow exposed to the sun. In an instant, the corpse had turned into a skeleton.

Upon seeing the skeleton on the ground, Zhuge Xiang and Wu Zhao's expressions both changed. How could a corpse decompose into a skeleton so quickly?

However, although the skeletons on the ground were eerie, Zhuge Xiang didn't have much time to pay attention to them at the moment. Meanwhile, the old Beggar was slowly approaching Clear Spring Village. The residents of Clear Spring Village didn't pay any attention to the old Beggar's appearance.

Although Zhuge Xiang was excited, his emotions had calmed down somewhat after the sneak attack. He knew that it would be inappropriate to rush up and recognize the old Beggar in this strange Clear Spring Village, so he quietly followed behind him.

Watching the old Beggar stagger into the Clear Spring Village, he came out after about Half a Tea Interval of tea's time, and finally slowly walked to a small, dilapidated temple in a remote part of Clear Spring Village to stay.

In Clear Spring Village, this dilapidated little temple was clearly the old Beggar's dwelling place. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Zhuge Xiang had Xiao Yue and Wu Zhao wait outside. After tidying his clothes slightly, he slowly stepped into the small dilapidated temple with nervous and complicated emotions.

The small temple was very dilapidated, with several deep and long cracks in the walls and many of the roof tiles had fallen off. It should be an Earth God Temple, but the statue of the earth god was also pitted and the paint had long since faded.

The old Beggar squatted in a corner of the temple where there were some tiles. His thin clothes made him shiver. There was some dry straw and a tattered cotton quilt in the corner. As if sensing Zhuge Xiang's entry, the old Beggar raised his head slightly.

The sight of the old Beggar brought tears to Zhuge Xiang's eyes. As a child, he had followed the old Beggar around begging, enduring all kinds of hardships and seeing countless cold stares. But to Zhuge Xiang, the old Beggar was like a beacon in the darkness. The biggest scar in Zhuge Xiang's heart was witnessing the old Beggar being torn apart and killed by vicious dogs.

The old Beggar's death has always been the most indelible pain in Zhuge Xiang's heart, but today, when Zhuge Xiang saw the old Beggar again, his nose started to sting with tears.

Why did he come back from the dead? That's no longer important. For Zhuge Xiang, the most important thing is that the old Beggar, his grandfather, is still alive in front of him.

"Young master, is there anything I can help you with?" The voice was familiar, yet carried a sense of unfamiliarity. Although Zhuge Xiang had been raised by the old beggar since childhood, more than five years had passed since he was a boy. Great Accomplishment, Zhuge Xiang's appearance was so different that the old Beggar couldn't recognize him at first glance.

"Grandpa, don't you recognize me?" Zhuge Xiang's voice was choked with emotion and a little hoarse as he spoke.

The old Beggar was startled by Zhuge Xiang's address. His eyes widened in surprise as he stared intently at Zhuge Xiang and asked, "You're A Xiang? You've grown so much?"

"A Xiang," was the old Beggar's name for Zhuge Xiang. Zhuge Xiang hadn't heard this name in a very long time. As the old Beggar addressed him, Zhuge Xiang could no longer hold back his tears, which streamed down his face.

That's right, Wu Zhao's understanding of Zhuge Xiang is also correct. Zhuge Xiang is indeed a tough and unyielding man with a free and easy nature, but that doesn't mean Zhuge Xiang lacks warmth...

"You... you've grown so much... good... good... to see you Great Accomplishment healthy and strong," the old Beggar looked Zhuge Xiang up and down, admiring his handsome appearance and extraordinary demeanor. His eyes were filled with excitement and relief.

As he spoke, he struggled to his feet, opened his arms as if to give Zhuge Xiang a hug, but then stopped himself. Looking at Zhuge Xiang's luxurious clothes and then at his own tattered clothes, an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

Zhuge Xiang didn't speak. He opened his arms and embraced the old Beggar. The familiar scent made him realize that the once towering figure was now half a head shorter than Zhuge Xiang.

"No... I'm dirty..." The old Beggar pushed Zhuge Xiang away awkwardly, like a timid child.

Zhuge Xiang, domineeringly, did not let go, but said, "Grandpa, don't worry, now that I have the strength, we no longer need to beg. I will make sure you live a life of luxury and wealth."

Zhuge Xiang's words made the old Beggar's body tremble slightly. Then, he began to tremble, as if he had thought of something terrible. At the same time, he struggled violently to break free from Zhuge Xiang's embrace and said urgently to Zhuge Xiang, "No, you can't stay with me. Go quickly, leave Clear Spring Village!"

"What's wrong? Grandpa, what's wrong?" Seeing the old Beggar's intense reaction and his insistence on leaving alone, Zhuge Xiang couldn't understand. He'd finally been resurrected; shouldn't the grandfather and grandson be living together?

"No! You must leave! This Clear Spring Village is dangerous! Extremely dangerous for all outsiders."

Shaking his head, the old Beggar, with a strength that seemed to come from nowhere, hurriedly pushed Zhuge Xiang away, urging him to leave quickly, his expression filled with fear, as if there was great danger ahead.

"Danger? Grandpa, I've been in the Asura Sect since you passed away. My strength is already quite high. Just now, a guy ambushed me, but I've already killed him," the old Beggar's anxious appearance reminded Zhuge Xiang of the Divine Ability Stage Fifth Layer Cultivator had just ambushed him. He shook his head and comforted him.

Zhuge Xiang's words startled the old Beggar. Although he was just Beggar had heard of the Asura Sect. He never expected that Zhuge Xiang would become Asura Sect Disciple.

But the old Beggar still shook his head. "No! You can't possibly be his match! Leave quickly! The hidden power behind Clear Spring Village is beyond your imagination."

"What exactly happened? Grandpa, tell me quickly! I won't leave until you explain clearly," Zhuge Xiang shook his head, his stubborn temper rising, and said firmly.

"You child, you've grown so big, yet you're still so stubborn. I'm afraid that after I finish speaking, you won't have another chance to leave," the old Beggar said, looking at Zhuge Xiang's stubborn appearance with a hint of disappointment. However, Zhuge Xiang did not answer, but just stared at him with a fixed gaze, like a spoiled child.

"Well, I'll make this a short story," Zhuge Xiang said. This tactic had always worked for him since he was a child. Sure enough, the old Beggar sighed helplessly at Zhuge Xiang's stubborn gaze and then began to explain to Zhuge Xiang in detail what he wanted to know.

In fact, the old Beggar himself didn't know much. Back then, he was indeed torn apart and killed by that vicious dog. Afterward, his soul left his body and drifted to the Ghost Realm, where he was judged by the Ten Palaces of Hell.

According to the rules of the Cycle of Heavenly Retribution, a soul must stay in the Ghost Realm for nine years to cleanse itself of the sins of its past life before it can be reincarnated. Zhuge Xiang was aware of this, as was the mission Love Between the Living and the Dead.

However, just a few months ago, a powerful force suddenly appeared, pulling the old Beggar out of the Ghost Realm. The strong attraction was irresistible to him, and when the old Beggar opened his eyes, he had already been resurrected, along with countless others.

Deep in the mountains, a man with dark skin, golden Bone Wings on his back, and a Buddhist kasaya around his waist used his immense power to reverse yin and yang, pulling the dead from the Ghost Realm and forcibly bringing them back to life. Then, the old Beggar was assigned to this Clear Spring Village.

The powerful man was accompanied by many equally powerful subordinates with Bone Wings. According to the old Beggar's Memory, there were many people in that valley, perhaps as many as 100,000.

These resurrected people have all infiltrated various places. Whether they are Beggar, wealthy merchants, or peddlers, they have all dispersed to collect any useful intelligence. Clear Spring Village is one of their strongholds.

"The people of Clear Spring Village were all killed, and then resurrected. We resurrected people don't need to eat or drink, but we must drink blood. And infants don't need it. Those people weren't resurrected," the old Beggar said at the end. His words brought a look of horror to Zhuge Xiang's face. (To be continued...)

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