Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 1983 Devouring the Saint Venerable, Clashing Head-on with the Dragon Sparrow

"What could go wrong?"

Grandpa Qian glanced at him sideways, his tone almost overflowing with sarcasm, "The future of the family certainly rests on the younger generation, but those who can truly ensure the clan's longevity are ultimately those ancient relics who have lived for tens of thousands of years."

"They are the pillars of our family!"

"With such a powerful figure to anchor the family, the clan can establish itself safely in the bloody world of cultivation. But if this pillar of strength is broken, even if the family is temporarily illustrious, it will be torn apart and devoured by various covetous forces!"

"The situation you're worried about isn't impossible, but how perceptive are those old monsters?"

Any sign of instability will be nipped in the bud.

This is the intimidating power of those old fogies in the powerful clans!

Grandpa Qian paused, his voice deepening: "The cultivation world is a dog-eat-dog world, and the rise and fall of a family depends entirely on the strong."

Given this situation, even if the younger generation harbors resentment, they can only swallow their anger and make concessions for the sake of the so-called "family righteousness".

As for those unruly and arrogant geniuses?

Under such overwhelming pressure, how could they possibly disobey?

"For these long-established families, geniuses may come once in a century, but the pillars of stability are often just one or two."

"That's true."

Mo Fan nodded slowly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. He gained a clearer understanding of the cruel rules of cultivation families.

"However, not all cultivation families act in this way," Grandpa Qian added. "In the eyes of many cultivators, this practice is no different from evil and heretical ways, and it is despised by families that uphold the righteous path."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Fan's pupils suddenly contracted!

A vast and powerful divine thought descended like a thunderclap from the heavens, sweeping across the entire sea of ​​blood.

At the same time, a suffocatingly terrifying pressure was rushing in from afar, with blood boiling and surging along the way, and the space was slightly distorted by the pressure, emitting a hum that could not bear the burden!

"Hahaha...Great! Senior Longque is here!"

"You're all dead!!"

The two Zheng family saints, who were already trapped, were overjoyed and lost their composure upon sensing this familiar and powerful aura, laughing loudly despite their injuries.

In their eyes, the Primordial Dragon Sparrow was a genuine Great Saint Realm beast, while these guys in front of them, no matter how powerful, were ultimately only Saint Venerable Realm.

Even a half-step Great Sage couldn't take that crucial step!

Those below the Great Sage are all ants; these people are doomed to die!

"Noisy!"

Mo Fan frowned and said coldly, "Yuan Shan, what are you standing there for? Grab these two old bastards!"

Yuan Shan had just been so overwhelmed by the Great Sage's pressure that he lost his composure. Upon hearing this, he snapped back to his senses and, without the slightest hesitation, unleashed his Yuan Power, transforming into a streak of light as he swooped down.

Two screams rang out, and in the blink of an eye, the two Zheng family Saint Venerables were severely injured by him. Then, he carried them one in each hand like chicks to Mo Fan.

"Young master, the person has been brought!"

Yuan Shan casually tossed the two men to Mo Fan's feet and respectfully reported.

"Well done."

Mo Fan nodded, his gaze falling on the two people in front of him who looked ashen-faced. A playful smile appeared on his lips: "Although you haven't comprehended the laws of swordsmanship, your attainments in the intent of swordsmanship are quite profound. Together, you can barely be compared to a single law of swordsmanship."

"What...what are you going to do!?"

The old man on the left trembled all over, but still managed to roar, "Boy, we are elders of the Zheng family! If you dare to harm us, you will be sworn enemies of the Zheng family!"

"Not bad!"

Another old man followed closely behind, threatening us with a fierce but weak voice, "Release us quickly before Senior Long Que arrives!"

In this way, we might be able to put in a good word for you with our seniors; otherwise, death is the only thing waiting for you!

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan couldn't help but sneer: "To be able to cultivate to the Saint Venerable Realm, you must have lived for several thousand years, right?"

Judging from your actions, hundreds of thousands, if not a million, of cultivators have died at your hands. How come you've become so foolish at this crucial moment?

"Now that I have made my move, do you think you have any chance of survival?"

"As for offending the Zheng family... I will kill the Zheng family cultivators!!"

Mo Fan's icy words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope for the two Saint Venerables, whose faces turned ashen.

"Alright, let's get going."

A murderous glint flashed in Mo Fan's eyes, and he suddenly opened his mouth.

"you dare!!"

Just then, a roar of shock and rage, like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounded, and the entire sea of ​​blood instantly surged and boiled, with towering waves!

"Release them immediately, or everyone present here today will die!!"

Mo Fan spread his divine sense and clearly sensed a figure rapidly approaching at an unimaginable speed.

Ten thousand feet, a thousand feet, a hundred feet!

In the blink of an eye, they were already within arm's reach!

"Senior Long Que, help me!!"

The two Holy Venerables of the Zheng family seemed to have grasped at the last straw. Their faces instantly lit up with wild joy, and their eyes, which had been filled with despair, burst forth with a light of survival. They struggled to escape towards that figure!

"save?"

Mo Fan sneered, his voice full of disdain, "Today, no one can save you!"

"Come all of you into my belly!!"

With a long laugh, Mo Fan unleashed his Devouring Heaven Divine Power at full power!

hum-

A terrifying suction force suddenly erupted, and the entire blood sea space began to distort violently. The two Zheng family saints who had just escaped more than ten feet away were instantly pulled back by the suction force. Their bodies shrank continuously under the tearing force of the invisible force, and finally turned into two streams of light that went straight into Mo Fan's mouth!

Two Saint Venerable Realm elders who had lived for thousands of years were swallowed whole by Mo Fan!

"You damned wretch! How dare you defy this Great Sage!"

Amidst a furious roar, a figure suddenly appeared above Mo Fan's head and delivered a punch without warning!

This punch was incredibly powerful. The seven-colored light condensed into a fist aura that blotted out the sky. It not only locked onto Mo Fan, but also enveloped Xiao Bai, the Shen sisters, and Yuan Shan. A terrifying pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, made everyone gasp for breath!

"You think I'm afraid of you?!"

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed, and his internal power surged instantly as he was on guard!

The power of the laws surged endlessly, and the power of the Devouring Bone was also pushed to its limit. The two forces converged in their fists and fiercely blasted out to meet the terrifying fist energy!

boom--!!

Amidst the earth-shattering collision, the entire space was shattered, revealing an endless dark void. Violent energy turbulence swept in all directions, and a sea of ​​blood surged into the sky, with countless drops of blood evaporating into mist!

However, the battle did not end there.

In the dark void, Mo Fan's body trembled slightly, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart. In an instant, a scene appeared in his mind: a figure appeared silently behind him, punched through his back, and shattered his heart!

Almost instinctively, Mo Fan turned around abruptly and threw another punch!

boom!

Their fists collided, producing a piercing metallic clang.

Sure enough, the one who launched the sneak attack was the same person who had just clashed with him head-on. He had somehow managed to get behind him and try to kill him with one blow, but Mo Fan blocked it in time!

The figure was blasted back thousands of feet. Only after regaining his footing was Mo Fan able to use his divine sense to see the other person's appearance clearly.

He was an ancient cultivator who was over ten feet tall, with long, fiery red hair that danced wildly like flames. He wore dark gold armor covered with ancient and mysterious patterns, and behind him spread a pair of fiery red wings that burned fiercely, each flap of which brought up a scorching wave of air.

His cheeks were covered with fine red scales, which, far from making him ugly, added a touch of eerie handsomeness. His hands were also covered with scales, and his fingertips were sharp claws that gleamed with a chilling luster.

Just by standing there, he exuded an aura of domineering power that looked down upon the world, causing people to tremble with fear!

This is none other than the Primordial Dragon Sparrow, one of the sacred beasts of the Zheng family, a genuine Great Sage!