Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 2029: Vowing to Kill Yang Xiaotian!

With the Grand Array sealing off the region, the members of the Ancestor Clan would undoubtedly detect Yang Xiaotian and his group the moment they departed from Giant Turtle Island.

Even though several years had passed without Yang Xiaotian and his allies emerging, the experts of the Ancestor Clan remained patient.

"Yang Xiaotian, let’s see how long you can hide!" The Ancestor Clan Chief sneered coldly as he stared at the distant Giant Turtle Island.

Hovering cross-legged in the void, he continued his silent vigil alongside his clansmen with his eyes closed.

Meanwhile, Yang Xiaotian and his retinue had reached the Innate Cold Spirit Pond.

The Cold Spirit Pond was a massive body of water, stretching several miles in circumference.

Without delay, Yang Xiaotian and the others submerged themselves in the Cold Spirit Pond to commence their Cultivation.

He retrieved the four hundred million-year-old Golden Fruit salvaged from the Ancestor Ruins, consumed it, and activated his Cultivation Technique to begin the refining process.

Yang Xiaotian realized that possessing the Ancestor’s Heart allowed him to refine the four hundred million-year-old Golden Fruit at a pace more than twice as fast as usual. To his amazement, the entire fruit was completely refined in less than a single year.

Once the Golden Fruit was processed, Yang Xiaotian moved on to consuming Fourteenth Layer Dao Holy Water for his training. Beside him, his two Divine Avatars sat cross-legged, refining Innate Origin and Buddha Liquid to boost their strength.

While Yang Xiaotian focused on his growth, Master Ding also utilized the Fourteenth Layer Dao Holy Water to mend his depleted strength.

The rest of the group, including the Destroying Heaven Demon, also wasted no time in their Cultivation.

The Red Dragon Mad Demon assumed his Red Flame Demon Dragon Body, opening his massive jaws to drink in the Innate Cold Spirit Qi from the pond. Between the potent Innate Cold Spirit Qi and the Primordial Life Holy Fruit provided by Yang Xiaotian, his wounds healed at a rapid pace.

In what seemed like a heartbeat, over twenty years had slipped away.

After two decades of refinement fueled by the Fourteenth Layer Dao Holy Water and the Ancestor’s Heart, Yang Xiaotian’s Heavenly Dao Sacred Body successfully broke through to the Thirty-First Layer.

Thanks to the Innate Origin and Buddha Liquid, his Three Thousand Innate Buddha Ancestor Power saw a significant surge, reaching the Twelfth Layer.

However, once his Three Thousand Innate Buddha Ancestor Power hit that Twelfth Layer milestone, his supply of Innate Origin and Buddha Liquid was entirely exhausted.

His personal Cultivation level also advanced, reaching the late stage of the Holy King Fourth Layer.

Master Ding, aided by the Fourteenth Layer Dao Holy Water, saw his power restored to the level of the Four Strike of Epoch.

Meanwhile, the Red Dragon Mad Demon and the others had not only fully recovered but had even seen their strength improve slightly.

Noticing these advancements, Yang Xiaotian decided to conclude their session in the Cold Spirit Pond and prepared to lead his companions away from Giant Turtle Island.

He had been informed by Luo Xuan that there were no Four Hundred Million Year Divine Medicines left on Giant Turtle Island, meaning there was no reason to remain any longer.

As Yang Xiaotian and his group began their flight out of Giant Turtle Island, the elite forces of the Ancestor Clan were still standing guard outside.

The Ancestor Clan Chief had made a firm vow: if Yang Xiaotian stayed inside for ten years, they would wait ten years; if he stayed for a million years, they would wait a million years!

His resolve to execute Yang Xiaotian was unshakable!

During the interim, he had also summoned a massive army to lock down Giant Turtle Island completely.

Just as the Ancestor Clan Chief committed himself to the siege, the Message Talisman belonging to Ancestor Nie Heng began to vibrate. After scanning the contents, his expression shifted violently as he turned to the leader: "Clan Leader, news just came from Flame City that it is under attack by the Myriad Demon City army!"

Flame City stood as one of the most ancient strongholds of the Ancestor Clan, carrying as much weight as Sea City.

"Clan Leader, news just came from Mu City that it is also under attack by the Myriad Demon City army!" Another Ancestor quickly reported.

One after another, various Ancestor leaders received urgent transmissions regarding their respective cities.

If the attackers weren't from Myriad Demon City, they were from the Mist Continent or the Three Pure Saint Sect.

Every report described a critical situation.

Although Yang Xiaotian had been focused on his Cultivation in the Innate Cold Spirit Pond, he had not been passive. He had long ago coordinated for the armies of Myriad Demon City, the Mist Continent, and the Three Pure Saint Sect to move into the territories surrounding the Ancestor Continent.

Consequently, hundreds of Ancestor Clan cities were now facing simultaneous, brutal invasions.

The magnitude of the assault was catastrophic.

The Ancestor Clan Chief was faced with a choice: would he sacrifice the lives of his disciples to maintain the blockade against Yang Xiaotian, or would he retreat to save his clan?

Upon hearing the reports, the Ancestor Clan Chief was consumed by rage, glaring toward the island: "Yang Xiaotian!"

"Clan Leader, should we withdraw the army and go back?" one Ancestor begged. His city was being hit the hardest, and without reinforcements, it would surely fall to the Myriad Demon City forces.

The Ancestor Clan Chief replied with icy resolve, "No retreat! Order the headquarters to send troops to support the major cities!"

He was certain that Yang Xiaotian was on the verge of emerging and was using these attacks as a diversion to force a withdrawal.

He refused to budge!

"But, Clan Leader, it will take at least half a month for troops from the headquarters to arrive," the worried Ancestor countered.

By then, it would be too late.

"Instruct the City Lords to hold their ground for fifteen days by any means necessary. Inform them that reinforcements will arrive then!" The Ancestor Clan Chief stated coldly, "If any city is breached before then, the City Lord will pay with his life!"

The surrounding Ancestor leaders looked troubled.

Nevertheless, they didn't dare argue and quickly transmitted the Clan Chief’s commands.

Yang Xiaotian, however, had already factored in the headquarters' reinforcements; he had no intention of allowing them half a month.

The cities would likely fall within five days!

Even with the most desperate defense, they wouldn't last more than six.

Sure enough, by the following day, the Ancestor leaders were once again reporting the desperate state of their domains to the Clan Chief.

"Clan Leader, the cities have exhausted their options; they cannot survive for half a month. They will fall in five days at most!"

"Clan Leader, we can hunt Yang Xiaotian later, but the destruction of our cities would be an unthinkable disaster!"

The Ancestor leaders pleaded with him earnestly.

The Ancestor Clan Chief’s expression flickered with conflicting emotions before he finally spoke: "You all take the army back to provide support; I will remain here alone!"

His obsession with killing Yang Xiaotian remained absolute!

The Ancestor leaders were stunned to hear that he intended to stay by himself.

"Clan Leader." One of them tried to intervene, but the leader cut him off with a sharp wave of his hand: "No more talk. Lead the troops back immediately; that is an order!"

Exchanging glances, the Ancestor leaders bowed in compliance and began moving their armies back to defend their cities.

Before long, the vast army had vanished, leaving only the Ancestor Clan Chief sitting alone in the sky.

A day after the withdrawal, the Ancestor Clan Chief, who had been meditating in silence, suddenly snapped his eyes open and looked toward Giant Turtle Island.

A vessel was rapidly emerging from the island's perimeter—the Dragon Night Spaceship.

Standing at the prow was Yang Xiaotian, the very man the Ancestor Clan Chief had been waiting for with murderous intent!