Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

"You all stay!"

"Fiery Sky Burning Flame!"

Brothers Fan Tian and Fan Di from the Fierce Sun Dynasty blocked them with their Fire Skill.

Subsequently, Yang Fuqing arrived with several Golden Core Spirit Beasts and surrounded them!

The newly ascended Golden Core Plant Master Li Fan extended his hands.

"Blue Silver Entanglement!!!"

A large area of Blue Silver Grass shot out, completely trapping the two Shadow Demons inside.

The two Shadow Demons... were completely doomed.

The Heavenly Violent Bear, Fiery Flame Tiger, and other native Golden Core Spirit Beasts of the Devil Wind Forest seized the opportunity to attack the Golden Core Great Demons that had fallen into Fury and Heart Demon, extracting some Essence Blood to purify their own bloodlines.

This war... the Danai Dynasty ultimately won.

A pyrrhic victory.

"Lao Shi! Don't die!"

Yang Genshuo used a breath of [Dragon Essence Power] to sustain Yang Shi's life, but his life energy was still rapidly declining, he was already... exhausted.

For that final sword strike, to achieve maximum power, he had removed his Spiritual Treasure Clothing, absorbing all the damage with his body, transforming it into the power of that strike.

His entire body was completely shattered, no longer any chance of survival.

"Cough cough~ cough cough~ Yang... Yang brother."

Ding Zhen dragged his battered body over, not in much better condition than Yang Shi, and lay down beside him with relief.

"Ding... Ding brother, we won."

"Won..."

The two exchanged a glance and smiled.

They ultimately fulfilled their promise, protecting their dynasty once again amid turmoil.

"Yang brother, with your last sword you should have slain Feng Yi."

"Couldn't kill him, he has treasures, his family fortune is unbroken..."

"My purpose for going is to sever the Feng Family's fortune."

"But didn't you say it's not yet..."

"I lied to him, it's too late for him to go back, my subordinates have already killed them all, I just... for this Merit Golden Body, borrowed others' strength, Yang brother, this is what you taught me."

"You... you... cough cough cough! Truly a Demon Path man!"

Seeing Yang Shi's speechless face, Ding Zhen laughed aloud!

"Yang brother... all my life playing Demon Killing, I never beat you, today, can I be called 'Demon Lord'?"

This familiar yet distant title awakened Yang Shi's long-sealed memories.

"Haha~ back then, Qingshi Town... we held the first Demon Lord Contest, you and your two subordinates foolishly entered, thinking it was a real Demon Path gathering, ready to kill families... so funny, so funny!"

"Do you know when my killing intent was strongest? It was when Brother Bai Heyu won over me... opened a fan, and wrote four big words."

"Practice makes perfect!"

"Hahaha~ cough cough cough!!"

Yang Shi and Ding Zhen laughed until they couldn't breathe.

A moment later, the two of them quieted down.

"Ding brother, in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed..."

"The past is vivid, seems like... just yesterday, Yang brother, in the next life... we... will still be... brothers..."

Ding Zhen's breath ceased.

"Ding brother, farewell..."

Yang Shi shed two lines of tears, now his life, sustained by Yang Genshuo's Dragon Essence Power... was also nearing its end.

At this moment, a warm, furry sensation came over him.

A large white cat lay on him, slowly transforming into a cat-eared girl.

"Yang Shi... don't leave... didn't you say... there are many stories in the Immortal World? Boo hoo hoo~ I'll give you all my six lives, just come back to life, alright!"

Cat Soul Feather cried uncontrollably.

Yang Shi painfully raised his hand, gently stroking Cat Soul Feather's head.

"Taoist Cat, this life... I failed you... if there is a next lifetime, I will surely... not be so concerned about many things..."

"Why say this only now! Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo~"

Cat Soul Feather lay on Yang Shi, crying and trembling.

Slowly, members of the Yang family gathered around, embracing Yang Shi, weeping incessantly.

"Little Jian... it's my fault for being unable to protect you..."

Yang Shi noticed the absence of Yang Fujian among the family, his heart ached.

Suddenly, Yang Shi's hand was grasped by a pair of warm, big hands.

"Father! I'm alright."

Yang Fujian weakly approached, his chest wound healed, no longer the terrifying hole it once was.

"You... you... good! Good good good! Ancestors bless!"

Yang Shi's last regret before death was lifted!

He didn't know what had happened, but as long as Yang Fujian was still alive, he was relieved...

At this moment, Yang Shi took out the [Ruyi Illusion Sword] from under his body and placed it in Yang Fujian's hand.

"Xiao Jian... I pass this sword and this set of clothing to you. After I'm gone... you will be the Yang Family Master. Listen a lot to Qiangjing... The old ancestor said she is very smart."

"Father... I obey!"

Yang Fujian knelt down and received the sword passed on by Yang Shi.

At this moment, he officially became the second-generation Yang Family Master of the Danai Dynasty.

Yang Shi turned to look at Yang Fuqing, holding her hand with his other hand.

"Fuqing... don't blame your father for being partial, these two magic treasures are a set. The old ancestor said they cannot be separated, the Yang Family Master... must be strong enough, ruthless enough, your heart is too kind..."

"Father, I understand, I understand... wuwuwu~"

Yang Fuqing said, crying.

After Yang Shi arranged his affairs, he felt relieved, raised his head to look at the sky, recalling the most important person in his life.

The old ancestor.

Since the first ancestral worship, his life was no longer a darkness because of the appearance of the old ancestor...

These years flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

Ding Zhen nodded slightly at Yang Shi, reassuring him.

Yang Shi looked at these people before him one last time.

"In my life, I have no regrets."

'Old ancestor, Yang Shi accompanies you only this far...'

Yang Genshuo watched Yang Shi, speaking in his Divine Sense:

"Yang Shi, you are my most proud descendant, you will forever live in the hearts of the Yang family, accepting the offerings of descendants with me, you will not be alone..."

'How wonderful...'

Yang Shi smiled slightly, as the Dragon Essence protecting his body slowly dissipated.

His Qi-Blood gradually faded, losing all vitality completely.

"Father!!!"

"Brother Yang!"

"Deputy Sect Master!"

Crying and wailing echoed from Bright City.

[The first-generation family head, Yang Shi, failed to break through and died with his path shattered.]

Yang Genshuo looked at this notification, collapsing onto his sofa, unable to calm himself for a long time.

With his final moments, Yang Shi preserved Yang Fuqing's dream and protected the Danai Dynasty from disintegration, avoiding a bloody tempest.

Those 30 years of Life Span, Yang Shi abandoned.

"You have been kind your whole life, have you ever... thought for yourself?"

Yang Genshuo sighed deeply, two crystal-clear tears tracing down his cheeks.

Everything, all of it, had already ended.

Yang Genshuo looked at the skeletal remains of Yang Shi before him, harboring countless words in his heart, yet with no one left to confide in.

"Legend has it that enjoying the incense offerings of the family grants the soul eternal immortality... I wonder if it is true?"

It was a legend, but Yang Genshuo now fervently hoped it was true.

The next day.

In the Yang Family Ancestral Hall, under the lonely old ancestor's memorial plaque, a new one was added.

[The greatest among knights, for the nation and the people—Yang Shi]

These words were personally inscribed by Yang Genshuo for him.

Yang Shi's life was that of a chivalrous hero, even at the cost of his own death, he would not let the dynasty he rebuilt with his own hands be destroyed.

He loved the land where he was born and raised, and in the end, he was also buried on this land.

Yang Shi contended with the heavens and the earth, but not with people...

[Yang Shi has died, his Talent has been inscribed, usable as 'Miracle—Please grant me power, old ancestor' for other Yang family descendants.]

[Yang Shi, the first-generation Yang Family Master, lived a great life, of immeasurable merit, highly esteemed by the world. The family will enjoy the shelter provided by Yang Shi...]

[Family Qi Fortune +5]

A wisp of pink light emerged from Yang Fujian's heart, pounding!

The flesh on his chest began

He used all his strength to climb up,

"Father!!!"

has died, his Talent has been inscribed, usable as 'Miracle—Please grant me power, old ancestor' for other Yang family descendants.]

[Yang Shi, the first-generation Yang Family Master, lived a great life, of immeasurable merit, highly esteemed by the world. The family will enjoy the shelter provided by Yang Shi...]

[Family Qi Fortune +5]

A wisp of pink light emerged from Yang Fujian's heart, pounding!

The flesh on his chest began

He used all his strength to climb up,

"Father!!!"