"Do you have anything tainted with his aura?"
Yang Guangcheng's voice rang out again.
Why did it sound somewhat familiar?
If Zhang Fan had been here at this moment, he probably would have stopped him.
"Yes."
Yang Jianghu was no fool. As the saying went, a gentleman could take revenge even after ten years; naturally, he had to leave something behind.
When he left back then, he had kept a willow branch in his storage ring.
He pulled the willow branch from his storage ring and handed it to the grandfather before him.
"Interesting. There are traces of an array on this. It has reached at least the Spirit Transformation level."
"Yes. Even in the Central Region, not many sects can set up such an array."
The few ancestors beside them examined it and gleaned many things from a single willow branch.
Gu Yuan had actually been wondering why there were so many Void Breaking cultivators in this place.
The Yang Family was only one of the major powers.
What about the other families?
And the other sects?
Added together, there were simply too many.
There were far too many top-level experts. That was a very strange thing.
Yang Guangcheng held the willow branch as his aura slowly flowed. In an instant, his aura surged into the branch.
Void Breaking cultivation erupted!
Within the blessed land and grotto-heaven, a streak of green light shot out.
In the Central Region, high in the sky.
The green streak cut across the heavens. The old monsters of the various powers all looked toward the Yang Family in confusion.
Which power had provoked the Yang Family this time?
They had actually driven a Yang Family ancestor to act—and with his full strength, at that.
"That old bastard Yang Guangcheng isn't afraid of exhausting himself