Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 1974 Fellow Daoist, Spare My Life! Wang Family Ancestor

Fellow Daoist, spare me! Spare me—!!

Wang Heng's primordial spirit twisted and struggled wildly in the void, his semi-transparent soul body covered with cracks, and the fear in his voice almost solidified as he repeatedly kowtowed to Mo Fan, begging for mercy.

His previous arrogance had vanished, leaving only a timid and cowardly demeanor.

“You weren’t like this just now.”

Mo Fan's lips curled into a cold smile, and the flame mark between his brows suddenly shifted, transforming into ferocious golden tiger stripes.

The next moment, the pitch-black Soul-Binding Chain silently burst forth, its body shrouded in a chilling aura, and like a venomous snake, it pierced straight through the space between Wang Heng's primordial spirit's eyebrows!

"what--!!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the void. Wang Heng's primordial spirit shrank and twisted under the pull of the divine chains, but he could not break free no matter what. In the end, he was forcibly dragged into the ghost space within the tiger stripe between Mo Fan's eyebrows, and fell completely silent.

"This... Young Master can actually directly collect a primordial spirit?!"

The Shen sisters standing nearby had their pupils shrink, their pretty faces filled with shock.

Shen Yueli gently covered her lips with her jade hand, while Shen Yueyao stared in disbelief. The two looked at each other and saw deep disbelief in each other's eyes.

The longer they spent with Mo Fan, the more unfathomable this young master seemed to be. He was shrouded in a mysterious veil that could never be lifted, and he could always unleash astonishing methods unexpectedly.

Mo Fan ignored the two women's shock, his gaze passing over the corpses of the Wang family cultivators scattered on the ground, landing on the rippling void in front of him, a cold sneer appearing on his lips.

The conversation between the Wang family cultivators had already made him realize that an old ancestor of the Wang family was currently hiding in that alternate dimension.

Just as Mo Fan was about to step into the alternate dimension to find out what was going on, the ripples in that space suddenly began to ripple violently, like the surface of a lake where a boulder had been thrown in.

Immediately afterwards, an aged figure, accompanied by an intense aura, slowly stepped out from the ripples.

The newcomer was an elderly man with gray hair and a deeply lined face, but with sharp eyes like an eagle. He wore the same black robe as the other Wang family cultivators.

Most notably, he did not arrive on foot, but rather rode on the back of a magnificent and extraordinary beast.

The strange beast resembled a white tiger, but had a pair of jet-black fleshy wings. Two curved golden horns on its head gleamed with a cold light. Its body was several meters long, and it was surrounded by a thick blood-red aura. From a distance, it looked like a ferocious beast that had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He had already discerned through his spiritual sense that the blood-red halo was actually formed from endless baleful energy, containing a monstrous killing intent. Clearly, this strange beast had devoured countless living beings and was stained with endless blood.

"Roar--!!"

As soon as the beast stepped out of the alternate dimension, it felt a faint sense of oppression emanating from Mo Fan. It immediately opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening tiger roar.

The sound waves spread out as if they were tangible, causing subtle ripples in the surrounding space. Mo Fan heard a buzzing sound, and even the ground cracked with fine lines.

However, faced with the beast's provocation, Little White, lying at Mo Fan's feet, merely tilted its head lazily, its golden pupils completely unmoved. Then, it drooped its head listlessly and continued to lie on the ground, as if the beast before it was nothing more than a harmless kitten.

On the other hand, the Shen sisters were already pale with fright from the terrifying pressure, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Shen Yueli suppressed her fear and stared intently at the old man on the back of the beast. She hurriedly used her soul to transmit a message to Mo Fan, saying, "Young Master, this person is Wang Xuanqiu, one of the two ancestors of the Wang family!"

Aside from the deeply hidden Wang Xuancang, these two ancestors are the strongest in the Wang family, both possessing the cultivation of a half-step Great Saint!

Rumor has it that Wang Xuanqiu is ruthless and merciless, having single-handedly killed two alien cultivators of the same realm during the Great Battle of the Northern Desert. His methods are extremely bizarre; young master, you must be very careful!

"Half-step Great Sage Realm?"

Mo Fan sneered inwardly, his expression remaining calm, but his gaze lingered more on the white tiger beast beneath Wang Xuanqiu, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes. "Sounds promising, but I'm more interested in this big cat than this old man."

At this moment, Wang Xuanqiu was also observing Mo Fan and his group.

His gaze swept over the corpses of his clansmen scattered on the ground, his face showing no emotion, as if those who had died were not his own people. Only when he saw Mo Fan did his eyes narrow slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you the cultivator who killed Xuan Cang's brother?"

“Exactly.” Mo Fan nodded frankly, his smile as bright as the sun, but his tone was chilling. “Just now, your Wang family’s arrogant second elder has become my dead body. Now, it’s your turn.”

"What a loud tone!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuanqiu's face instantly darkened, and he sneered repeatedly. His gaze towards Mo Fan was as sharp as an ice blade. "Do you really think that just because you defeated Wang Xuancang, you can run rampant in the Saint Venerable Realm? I'd like to see what abilities you have that make you so arrogant!"

"Whether I can dominate the Saint Venerable Realm, I don't know."

Mo Fan grinned, and a faint power of law began to emanate from his body. "But killing you is more than enough."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Fan was about to make a move, but at that moment, a streak of light suddenly rushed from the distant horizon, moving at an extreme speed, almost turning into a blur.

Although Wang Xuanqiu was furious, he temporarily suppressed his urge to attack and turned his gaze to the figure rushing towards him, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Upon seeing the person's appearance clearly, Wang Xuanqiu's expression inexplicably brightened, clearly recognizing the other party.

But when he saw the black-robed cultivator being carried by the newcomer, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the joy on his face instantly froze, replaced by deep shock and disbelief.

The visitor was none other than Yuan Shan, the Golden Ape Clan elder who had been sent by Mo Fan to capture the Wang family cultivators not long ago!

The horizon may seem far away, but for a half-step Great Saint Realm expert like Yuan Shan, it is only a moment's distance.

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Shan arrived in front of Mo Fan. With a sway of his body, he landed steadily, threw the Wang family Saint Venerable cultivator, who was limp like a dead dog, to the ground, and bowed respectfully to Mo Fan: "Master, Yuan Shan has lived up to expectations and brought this Saint Venerable cultivator back."

"well done."

Mo Fan nodded in satisfaction, his gaze falling on the dying Wang family Saint Venerable on the ground. A playful smile appeared on his lips as he turned to Yuan Shan and chuckled, "This is a core cultivator of the Wang family in the Azure Dragon Domain. Aren't you afraid that the Wang family will cause you trouble in the future if you attack him?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Shan glanced at Mo Fan with some surprise, thinking to himself, "Isn't this all what you, Master, ordered?"

But he naturally dared not say these words aloud. He simply straightened his chest and said calmly, "In front of the master, a small Wang family is not worth mentioning!"

"They're just a second-rate family that doesn't even have a Great Saint Realm expert. I, Yuan Shan, am not afraid of them!"

"Hahahaha! Well said!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan burst into laughter, his laughter filled with joy and unbridled spirit.

"good very good!"

Wang Xuanqiu, enraged, laughed coldly. His aura instantly became violent, and his black robes fluttered even without wind. "Even if my Wang family is weak, it is not something a mere monkey like you can humiliate at will! Today, I will let you know the power of my Wang family!"

Before he finished speaking, a silver-white whisk appeared in Wang Xuanqiu's hand. The handle of the whisk was inlaid with several dazzling gems, and the whisk hair was made from the mane of some kind of strange beast, shimmering with a faint silver light.

With a casual wave of his hand, thousands of whisk threads instantly surged, shooting towards Yuan Shan like a sky full of silver needles. Each silver thread contained a sharp power of law, enough to pierce through metal and stone.

"court death!"

Yuan Shan's face instantly darkened, a flash of anger crossing his eyes. He subconsciously looked at Mo Fan, awaiting his instructions.

"Go."

Mo Fan smiled and nodded, adding casually, "I forgot to tell you, this is Wang Xuanqiu, the ancestor of the Wang family, who is also at the half-step Great Saint realm."

Yuan Shan's face twitched slightly as he realized why the other party had suddenly attacked him. A fierce fighting spirit ignited in his heart, and he immediately bowed to Mo Fan, saying in a deep voice, "Master, just watch! A mere half-step Great Saint realm human cultivator, plus a beast, I'll tear them apart right now!"