Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 1552: Tragic Casualties, Wise Emperor

Mo Fan and his party finally left the alien continent.

There were eighteen when they came, but only ten when they left.

However, it is gratifying that although many monks were injured in this battle on the alien continent, no one died.

Compared with the result of the Battle of Beiyuan, it is much better.

But everyone knew that this was all because of Mo Fan. If it weren’t for Mo Fan, I’m afraid at least half of them would have died.

After this battle, everyone understood that in the future Jiuzhou would belong to the Black Wind Demon Emperor for a long time!

This is something that even Emperor Qin had to agree with.

This also made Du Fanchen sigh in his heart.

Once upon a time, he was filled with hatred and was determined to avenge his master, but now, seeing that the enemy who once killed his master had become the greatest savior of Jiuzhou and the strongest man in Jiuzhou, the hatred in his heart naturally dissipated.

For Du Fanchen, the only real revenge is the one that can be avenged.

Revenge that cannot be avenged is at most a temporary grudge.

Now, as time goes by, he and Mo Fan have fought side by side, and the grudges they had in the past have naturally disappeared.

There was no other way but to disperse, and he didn't want to be so stubborn as to seek his own death.

In Du Fanchen's view, every generation of cultivators has its own path. His master was too stubborn and ended up dying, so he didn't want this to happen.

He felt that there was no need to follow fate for the so-called destiny, but instead wanted to fight against fate with his own life. My destiny is in my own hands!

After discovering that Mo Fan didn't pay special attention to him, the last bit of uneasiness in Du Fanchen's heart disappeared. He immediately gathered his aura and his temperament inexplicably changed.

It was as if at this moment he was no longer the little cultivator of the Tianyun lineage, but had completely become the state master of the Great Qin!

Mo Fan was not in a hurry to part ways with the monks, but sent them back to Tieqiong Pass.

"Thank you all for resting here for a few days. Once I have completed the construction of the Heroes' Tomb, we will all mourn for the heroes who died fighting for the people of Kyushu!"

Emperor Qin bowed solemnly to all the saints.

"it is good!"

Mo Fan nodded, and then said in a deep voice: "This battle with the demons has cost the Nine Provinces too many brave men, including both cultivators and mortals, but in this battle, they are all people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with gods!

The people of Kyushu must never forget them!

No matter it is ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years or even ten thousand years, all the people in Kyushu must always remember that there was once such a group of heroes who fought for the future of all the people in Kyushu!

Heroes should never be forgotten, their names should resound throughout the Nine Provinces forever!"

"The Human Emperor and the Demon Emperor are right. Heroes should not be forgotten. Naturally, we have no objection to this."

All the monks nodded. They were all monks in the Saint Realm or the Spirit Transformation Stage with long lifespans. Naturally, they didn't mind waiting a little longer.

Over the next period of time, Mo Fan gathered all the great monsters from the Black Wind Mountain and asked them to count the casualties of the monster army over the past six months.

In fact, there was no need for Mo Fan to say much, as the great monsters in Black Wind Mountain had already counted the casualties in the past six months.

When Mo Fan got the specific number, he couldn't help but fall silent.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, he was still deeply shocked when he saw the huge number of casualties.

Before the Beiyuan War began, he summoned nearly four million demon cultivators to cross the river to the south.

Among the four million demon cultivators, there are 3.8 million demon generals, 60,000 demon kings, and more than 800 great demons from the ancestral realm.

But just now, Bai Yi told him that there are only a few hundred thousand demon cultivators in the entire Iron Dome Pass, less than 300,000!

Within the area of more than two hundred thousand miles, there are a total of 180,000 demon generals, more than ten thousand demon kings, and less than two hundred great demons from the ancestral realm.

That means less than one in ten people survived!

This result made Mo Fan feel heavy-hearted, but he could do nothing about it.

“War is cruel, especially when it concerns the survival of a race and the world, it is even more cruel and heavy!

But this result is already very good. The human race suffered more casualties than us. As far as I know, there are almost more than 20 million casualties!"

Seeing Mo Fan's solemn expression, Bai Yi couldn't help but speak in a deep voice: "If it weren't for your efforts to turn the tide several times, I'm afraid the casualties would be even more severe!"

"I understand. Thank you for your hard work during this period."

"Pass it on, let the monsters take a good rest in the next few days and don't cause any trouble. We will hold a celebration banquet after we return to the Shiwan Mountains.

At that time, this emperor will reward you according to your merits!"

Mo Fan gave the order in a deep voice.

Although it is a necessary battle for life and death, the rewards that are due must still be given.

"Yes, Emperor!"

The man in white nodded, then turned and left.

Mo Fan stayed in the mansion alone for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath, cleared away the depression in his heart, and walked out of the mansion.

The entire demon clan is located in Tieqiong Pass in a connected area. It cannot be said to be very large, but it is definitely not small, and it almost occupies most of the area of Tieqiong Pass.

Whenever Mo Fan walked in this area, all the demon cultivators who saw him would bow respectfully and at the same time not forget to say "Emperor" respectfully.

Mo Fan nodded in response one by one, and at the same time asked in a friendly manner whether the other person was injured. If the other person was injured, he would not be stingy with his energy and would personally take action to heal the other person's injuries.

Mo Fan not only targeted some big monsters, but also rescued some small monsters at the level of monster generals.

In just half a day, he walked around the entire demon area and rescued many demons. He was deeply respected by the demon cultivators.

This seemingly small action warmed the hearts of the demon cultivators.

You have to know that Mo Fan is no longer the little monster he used to be, but the emperor of the entire monster clan. As an emperor, he is able to humble himself and heal the little monsters. This is naturally extremely rare, and it is impossible not to move the monster cultivators.

Before this, most of the demons were cold-hearted by nature, especially the big demons, who only cared about their own interests and didn't bother to care about the lives of the smaller demons below.

This was the case for the demons in the past, and it is also the case for the demon alliance led by Emperor Shitian. Every little demon seems to be free, but in fact lives in fear.

Later, under the leadership of the Black Wind Demon Emperor, the entire demon clan reformed and changed the bad habits of the demon clan, which gave many little demons hope.

Now, when they truly witnessed the Black Wind Demon Emperor's style of doing things, they realized that they had not followed the wrong demon, and they were even more fortunate that the demon clan had such a wise emperor leading them.

For Mo Fan, healing the monsters' injuries was just a piece of cake.

With his current level of cultivation, he only needs to mobilize a tiny bit of his Yuan power to instantly heal the injuries of most demon cultivators.

Of course, if it is a serious injury involving the origin and foundation of the Tao, it is difficult for him to heal completely, but he can suppress the injury with his vitality, at least to prevent it from getting worse.

In Mo Fan's opinion, these demon cultivators, regardless of their level of cultivation, are all heroes of the demon race.

They had fought for Kyushu under his leadership, so he naturally could not abandon them.

Finally, Mo Fan arrived on the roof and saw several familiar figures drinking to drown their sorrows under the sunlight.

"Come on... burp... come... have a drink with this commander!"

On a roof not far away, a monster with a tiger head and a human body spotted Mo Fan, and then, while burping, he waved the wine jug in his hand towards Mo Fan.