Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

The news that the celestial being was about to descend to the mortal world made Mo Fan worried, but he did not come out immediately. Instead, he continued to comprehend the devouring magical power.

Although the celestial beings descending to the mortal world were shocked enough, Mo Fan also knew that even if he knew the news, it would not be of much use to the overall situation of the world. After all, his influence at the moment was not enough to control the direction of the entire Jiuzhou world.

Even if the sky falls, there will naturally be tall people like those on the Hanging Mountain to hold it up.

What he has to do is to constantly strengthen himself within a limited time. Only by becoming strong enough can he truly face the chaos that will follow.

This realization lasted for about a month.

More than a month later, Mo Fan opened his eyes and walked out of his retreat cave. Only then did he discover that the sky had already cleared up and the sun was shining brightly.

He looked into the distance, looking at the place where the Holy City of Yingzhou was located, but found that the previous devastating flood had long since receded, leaving behind debris and ruins all over the ground. Occasionally, some wild beasts could be seen among the ruins, and there were even many idle monks walking through the ruins, as if looking for items.

Mo Fan looked towards the deepest part of the ruins and indeed found something strange.

There was a huge stone tablet half buried in the mud, covered with moss and with many words written on it.

But such an ordinary stone tablet exudes a faint sense of oppression.

However, these pressures did not have much impact on the young monks, but Mo Fan could feel them clearly.

That is the oppressive feeling of the holy realm!

Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, then with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he found out that Xia An was practicing in a cave not far away, while the Yingying monster was dozing off not far from her.

Mo Fan couldn't help but shake his head and smile when he saw this. Then he tapped the ground with his toes and flew out instantly.

After a while, he arrived above the ruins of the Yingzhou Holy City. A black light appeared on his body and the void around him twisted slightly. He passed through the ruins calmly.

He was like a ghost at this moment. Even when he walked past those young human monks, they could not sense anything, as if they ignored him.

This is the devouring power that Mo Fan comprehended. It can achieve an invisibility effect by devouring the surrounding light and even distorting space.

Not to mention these little cultivators, even the cultivators in the Jindan stage could not find him.

However, if there was a Nascent Soul cultivator here, he would be able to discover him through some subtle changes, so this was just a little trick that Mo Fan figured out.

Of course, his comprehension is not limited to this. Now he can completely evolve the devouring power into a terrifying attack, which has many benefits.

Mo Fan finally arrived in front of the stone tablet and discovered that it was engraved with the names of "Bai". The top one was a name called "Bai Susu", and the aura of the holy realm emanated from this name.

But soon his pupils shrank slightly, because in the column of names below Bai Suzhen's name, there was a name "Bai Ling'er"!

"This stone tablet was carved by one of my children. It records that there are more than 120 monsters in my Bai family lineage, which started 1,900 years ago and has continued to this day.

But now, except for me and Ling'er, all those who were named are dead..."

A sigh came from the stone tablet, as if containing endless sadness.

Mo Fan recognized the voice, it was Bai Sheng, also Bai Yaoyao's mother - Bai Susu.

Even though Mo Fan had heard something about the Bai family of the Three Saints Island a long time ago, he still didn't expect that so many of their bloodlines had perished.

"I know you have a lot of questions, so I will explain them to you now to clear up your confusion."

As if she understood the doubts in Mo Fan's heart, Bai Su Su's gentle voice was heard again.

“My Bai family’s heritage dates back to ancient times and was extremely glorious, so the Bai family bloodline also prospered for a long time. However, a war a thousand years ago almost cut off my Bai family bloodline.

It was also from that time that the arrogant empress ascended to heaven, the conflict between the human race and the demon race was aroused, and a racial war broke out in the land of Jiuzhou.

The ancestors of the Su and Wang families were bewitched by the powerful humans and began to attack our Bai family, just to seize our Yingzhou Cave Heaven.

I sensed that things were not going well, so I used my magical powers to seal my little daughter Ling'er back into the eggshell, and then sealed her in the depths of Baisheng Lake, using an ancient formation to isolate her from the aura of heaven and earth, so that she would not be eroded by time.

Not long after, the Su and Wang families attacked as expected.

That battle almost led to the destruction of my Bai family, and the two Jindan cultivators from the Su and Wang families also did not gain any benefit and were both seriously injured by me.

Since then, the Su and Wang families began to decline. In order to completely cut off the foundations of the two families, I spread rumors and spread the secret method of becoming an immortal.

People in the world are profit-seeking, and immortal cultivators are no exception. Even though they were afraid of the remaining power of the Su and Wang families, they still took action in the end. Without the protection of the immortal cultivators, the Su and Wang families were nearly wiped out several times and eventually went into decline.

What I didn't expect was that a thousand years later, the Su and Wang families revived again, and I don't even know what means they used to find my daughter and harm her.

It’s a pity that I was at the end of my life at that time, and I didn’t dare to step out of this cave easily. Otherwise, once I made a move, the overflow of my aura would bring about the forty-nine heavenly tribulations. With my current condition, I’m afraid it would be difficult for me to survive.

So I could only secretly instigate one of my former followers to go to the rescue, but I didn't expect that I would end up hurting him.

But fortunately Ling'er is fine."

Bai Suzhen's words indeed answered many of Mo Fan's doubts, and he finally understood why the ancestors of the Su and Wang families did not dare to step out of the cave easily.

I think she is in the same situation as Bai Suzhen.

“Senior, is the forty-nine heavenly tribulation very scary?” Mo Fan couldn’t help but ask.

"The path of cultivation is ultimately against heaven, and those who go against heaven will naturally be hated by heaven, and thus be punished by heaven.

As long as one's cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul Stage or the Ancestral Realm, one will be targeted by the laws of the world and will encounter a forty-nine-day tribulation every three hundred years.

The so-called 49 Heavenly Tribulations means that one has to go through four waves of thunder tribulations, each of which has nine thunder tribulations. It is far from being comparable to the Demon King's thunder tribulations. Even a cultivator like us who has reached the state of transformation of spirits will be at risk of death if we are not careful!" Bai Su Su said in a deep voice.

So scary?

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan immediately understood why these Jindan cultivators were so afraid of the forty-nine heavenly tribulations. After all, they, the demon kings, only had to go through a few tribulations each time. However, a wave of forty-nine heavenly tribulations had a total of nine. Just hearing about it was terrifying.

However, he had never thought that he would encounter forty-nine heavenly tribulations after only three hundred years of cultivation to reach the ancestral realm. But this was still very far away for him now, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

After three hundred years, Mo Fan estimated that he would be able to ascend to the upper realm.