Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 2033 Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed without mercy!

"It's alright."

Mo Fan smiled and waved his hand, his tone tinged with mystery: "I've said it before, I have many cultivators under my command, even your Spring Breeze Pavilion, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, might not be able to hold them all."

"What!?"

The Shen sisters exclaimed in unison, their faces filled with disbelief.

They knew the scale of Spring Breeze Pavilion all too well; its pavilions and towers stretched for dozens of miles, enough to comfortably accommodate not only tens of thousands of people, but even hundreds of thousands of cultivators.

Doesn't that mean that the young master has hundreds of thousands of cultivators under his command?

This is absolutely outrageous!

It should be noted that even the Wu Family Fortress, a long-established power in the Northern Desert, might not have more than ten thousand cultivators in total!

Seeing the two women staring in astonishment, Mo Fan offered no explanation, but simply smiled and said, "You'll understand when the time comes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he soared into the sky: "Let's go. We've been in the Spirit Realm for so long, it's time to build a dojo of our own!"

Upon seeing this, Yun Rou, Bai Yaoyao, Shen Yueli and other cultivators quickly followed behind.

This time, Mo Fan did not travel at full speed, but slowed down and flew at the speed of an ordinary Saint Venerable Realm cultivator.

This way, everyone can easily keep up and also take the opportunity to appreciate the scenery of the spirit world.

Unfortunately, most of the northern desert is a vast desert and rugged hills, or barren mines, with a monotonous and boring landscape. Flying down the desert, it was difficult to find even a trace of cultivators.

After flying for most of the day, an ancient and weathered ascension platform finally came into view at the edge of the horizon.

This place was where Mo Fan landed when he ascended to the Spirit Realm. It wasn't too far from Wu Family Fortress. With his cultivation level, he could reach it in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea if he flew at full speed.

"Young master, what brings you here?"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Shen Fengyao looked down at the ascension platform and asked curiously, "Is this where we are to guide those from the lower realms to ascend?"

"Do not."

Mo Fan shook his head, a defiant smile playing on his lips: "I will make this place my training ground."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators exchanged bewildered glances.

"Young Master, you mustn't!" Shen Fengyao immediately frowned, her tone urgent. "This place is obviously extremely barren. Let alone a Yuan Crystal mine, I'm afraid there isn't even a decent spiritual vein underground! How can your cultivators absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate if we use this as our training ground?"

“Yes, young master, building a temple is a matter of power and fortune, and is by no means a trivial matter!” Wu Qilin also hurriedly advised, “Why don’t I immediately send someone to invite a top-notch cultivator to search the mountains and rivers to find a place where dragon veins converge and vital energy is abundant for you?”

The training grounds are the foundation of major powers. It has always taken years or even decades to find auspicious sites. Only places where the vital energy of heaven and earth converge can support the cultivation of cultivators and the development of powers.

All the major sects are like this; how could anyone choose a location as rashly as Mo Fan?

"Although I don't understand the concept of dragon veins, my clan always chooses a place with abundant vital energy to achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Yuan Shan, standing to the side, chimed in. As a half-step Great Saint Realm expert, he could clearly sense the fluctuations of the Yuan Qi in the earth below. However, even he felt that the place Mo Fan had chosen was mediocre and unremarkable. "The Yuan Qi here is thin and it is really not suitable as a Daoist temple."

Mo Fan smiled upon hearing this, then turned to look at Shen Yueli and Ao Qingyao, who were standing silently to the side: "What do you think?"

“Since you have chosen this place, there must be a reason behind it. I, Yue Li, simply need to comply.” Shen Yue Li smiled gently, her tone resolute.

Ao Qingyao spoke calmly: "Although this place is barren, there is the Ascension Platform. Even if powerful enemies come to attack in the future, we will have to be careful. After all, the Ascension Platform is formed from the rules of the Spirit Realm and cannot be easily moved. Moreover, I believe that you have ambitions beyond the four corners of the world and may not stay here for long. Staying here temporarily is fine."

"Okay, let's settle on this spot!"

Mo Fan immediately made the decision. Seeing that Shen Fengyao and Wu Qilin still wanted to persuade him, he spoke first, his tone carrying an undeniable domineering air, "I'm just building a temple, why should I have so many concerns? As for dragon veins and spiritual veins... to this emperor, they are all insignificant!"

"In my view, wherever my Daoist temple is, that is the place where the dragon rises!"

At this point, a domineering confidence suddenly flashed in Mo Fan's eyes. The invisible pressure made Shen Fengyao and Wu Qilin, who were about to speak, instantly shut their mouths and dare not say another word.

"Let's go down."

As soon as Mo Fan finished speaking, he took the lead and swooped down, followed closely by the other cultivators, heading straight for the area around the Ascension Platform.

At this moment, the Ascension Platform was surrounded by many cultivators, most of whom were at the Saint Realm level, with a few Saint Emperor Realm experts mixed in.

It is easy to tell from their differently colored robes that these people come from several different factions.

Who are you?

Upon seeing Mo Fan and his group suddenly arrive, a Saint Emperor Realm cultivator immediately stepped forward and warned in a wary voice, "This place has been occupied by several of our forces, and is used as a laborer to guide those who are about to ascend. We hope you will leave quickly and not compete with us, so as not to damage our harmony!"

"You're all blind!"

No sooner had the cultivator finished speaking than a furious shout came from afar.

A group of cultivators dressed in the Wu family's standard robes rushed over, their expressions as cold as ice. They landed in front of Wu Qilin and respectfully bowed, saying, "Greetings, Ancestor!"

Mo Fan glanced at these cultivators and confirmed that they were indeed from the Wu family.

"It's actually the Holy Ancestor of the Wu family!"

Why is he here?

"It is rumored that this senior has already reached the Saint Venerable Realm, with unfathomable strength, and has not appeared in the world for many years. Why would he suddenly appear today?"

"This is bad! If he tries to seize this place, we are powerless to resist! Quickly send a message to the clan elders!"

The cultivators around the Ascension Platform suddenly changed their expressions and took out their communication talismans, reporting the situation to their respective sects in a panic. For a moment, the air was filled with rapid fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Mo Fan ignored their actions and strode onto the ascension platform.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sharp as lightning, slowly sweeping over the surrounding cultivators. His voice was calm yet carried an earth-shattering pressure: "From this day forward, everything within a million miles of this Ascension Platform will be under my control!"

"Anyone who enters without my permission—will die!"

"You lot, retreat at once!"

As soon as those three sentences were uttered, all the cultivators around the Ascension Platform, regardless of their cultivation level, were shaken so badly that their blood and qi surged, their faces turned ashen, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes were filled with horror.

That oppressive aura was far more terrifying than that of an ordinary Saint Venerable!

"Even if you are a cultivator from the Wu family, senior, such arrogant behavior is going too far!"

One Saint Emperor Realm cultivator, barely holding back the pressure, gritted his teeth and angrily retorted, "This Ascension Platform belongs to all our forces, and this area is also unclaimed land. Senior, you want to take it all for yourself. You are underestimating the forces behind us!"

"That's right! Although your cultivation is high, you are still just one person. Do you really think you can fight against so many forces behind us all by yourself?"

The other cultivators echoed their sentiments, their eyes filled with shock and anger.

The forces behind them are among those who are on par with the Wu family, so they are naturally unwilling to back down.

"I am not a cultivator of the Wu family, nor do I understand your ridiculous rules!"

Mo Fan's eyes turned cold, and his tone was icy and piercing, "Today, I, the Emperor, hereby establish my own rules—from this day forward, within a radius of one million miles from this place, my rules are the only rules!"

"Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Fan raised his hand, flicked his finger, and a condensed sword aura of Yuan energy shot out from his fingertip, heading straight for the Saint Emperor Realm cultivator who had first rebuked him!

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the Saint Emperor Realm cultivator didn't even have time to react before being pierced through the brow by this finger. His body instantly exploded, turning into a sky full of blood mist and broken bones. Even his soul couldn't escape and was directly annihilated into nothingness!

Before the blood mist had dissipated, Mo Fan's gaze swept over the surrounding cultivators again, his tone as indifferent as ice: "Are there any others who disagree?"

A Saint Emperor Realm expert was killed with a single finger strike from a distance!

The remaining cultivators were terrified, their bodies turned ice-cold, their faces ashen. No one dared to utter a single word of "no." They all lowered their heads, trembling, their eyes filled with extreme horror.

This level of strength is beyond their comprehension!

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I accidentally posted today's chapter last night... There will be another chapter later.