Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

The Golden Crow once mentioned that the Sea of Scorching Sun had twelve Molten Rock Divine Generals, and at the time, Yang Zhenshan hadn’t paid much mind to these puppets; he thought they were just puppets, not people, how strong could they be!

But he overlooked one thing, which is that when the Golden Crow talked about its former master, he said the Molten Rock Divine Generals were mighty puppets.

The former master of the Golden Crow Eight Trigrams Furnace was a Golden Core Cultivator.

Even a Golden Core Cultivator said they were powerful puppets, how could a Foundation Establishment Cultivator handle them!

Watching the distant rolling lava and disaster, feeling the scorching heat waves as if attempting to melt through the heavens.

“Run!”

Yang Zhenshan shouted softly, his toes tapping on the charred rocks, his form leaping into the air, darting southwards.

Hong Fuxiu and Kou Ta reacted swiftly too; they didn’t even need Yang Zhenshan’s prompting as both of them rose into the air. They kept several meters apart, fleeing quickly through the breaking space desperately.

With every move of the Molten Rock Divine Generals’ red gold lava bodies, burning stone fragments constantly fell down. As it lifted its hand towards the void, a ten-meter wave suddenly rose from the surrounding lava river, the red molten rock surged like a living creature in all directions. Wherever it passed, the blackened rocks instantly melted into molten iron, the earth cracked open with web-like crevices, scalding steam hissed and spurted.

Scorching heat waves fanned out diffusely, even across a hundred miles, people’s skin could still feel the piercing pain of burning. Yang Zhenshan and his companions only felt as if their backs were being licked by fierce flames.

Buzz buzz…

Excruciating buzzing noises sounded behind them, numerous lava pillars suddenly shot up from the scorched earth, their tops supporting rolling fireballs, densely packed like stars crashing down. The stones became powder in mid-air, even the air scorched as it let out explosive pops.