Chapter 395

Feng Qingyang said coldly, then with a thought his majestic pressure pressed down again.

Those dozens of immortal spirits were again pressed to the ground.

They were utterly shocked!

When did cause and effect become a minor path?

To dispose of them with a casual flick—only the Immortal Emperor of the legendary Shang San Yu could do that!

Could this person be the legendary Immortal Emperor himself!

"I believe you have all experienced the benefits of cultivating here."

"But our sect never raises idlers; if you do not serve the sect, your only fate is to become nourishment for other submitted immortal spirits."

These immortal spirits before me are conscious, having recovered most of their memories.

At least they were Immortal Kings in past lives, but even the lowest are immortal spirits of the Great Luo realm.

Moreover, there are over ten Immortal Kings and three Immortal Emperors.

These can be cultivated; as for the unconscious immortal spirits behind, they will serve as cannon fodder.

Led by these people before me, I will form my sect's first great army, an army of immortal spirits!

Although they are cannon fodder, as cannon fodder of my Qingyun Sect their cultivation cannot be low; let them first train in the Longevity Spirit-Shaper.

"If you do not submit, you will become cannon fodder for other immortal spirits!"

"Damn! Better to be a wise man who knows the times!"

Feng Qingyang's few words made the dozens of immortal spirits ahead uneasy.

In their past lives they were mighty regional figures; after falling they fortunately became immortal spirits, and now they can almost reforge their fleshly bodies and make a comeback.

But if they do not submit now, all their efforts will be wasted.

Who does not cherish their life? Isn't the ultimate goal of diligent cultivation eternal life?

"We are willing to submit to Qingyun."

"Greetings, Sect Master."

Hearing that, Feng Qingyang nodded in satisfaction and simultaneously withdrew his pressure.

"You three, what were your identities in your past lives?"

Feng Qingyang pointed to the three immortal spirits at the front.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, in my past life I was the Immortal Emperor of Dreams, named Zhao Huang, the patriarch of the Zhao Immortal Clan."

"Reporting to the Sect Master, in my past life I was the Blazing Fire Immortal Emperor, named Feng Yan, the patriarch of the Liúhuo Immortal Sect."

"Reporting to the Sect Master, in my past life I was the Sword Heaven Immortal Emperor, named Jun Sword Heaven, the founding patriarch of the Immortal Sword Sect."

The three immortal spirits respectfully reported their past lives one by one.

"Dream Immortal Emperor? Attaining the Dao in dreams? The Zhao Immortal Clan, an Immortal Emperor-level power, has now vanished without a trace."

"I've never heard of the Liúhuo Immortal Emperor's Liúhuo Immortal Sect; it may have been annihilated in that great war."

"But this Jun Sword Heaven is interesting—he is actually the founding patriarch of the Immortal Sword Sect."

Feng Qingyang calculated in his mind; according to the Anlou's investigations, in today's Yun Dao Region there are only two Immortal Emperor-level powers on the surface.

One is the Immortal Sword Sect, the other the Fallen Immortal Sect.

Interestingly, this Jun Sword Heaven turns out to be the founding patriarch of the Immortal Sword Sect.

I wonder what expression their current sect master would have upon learning that their founding patriarch, now an immortal spirit, has joined the Qingyun Sect.

Interesting, interesting.

Wrong—there are not just two Immortal Emperor-level powers on the surface now; there are three, and my Qingyun Sect is rightfully an Immortal Emperor-level power as well.

"Zhao Huang, Feng Yan, Jun Sword Heaven."

"Our sect orders you three to assemble an immortal spirit legion in the shortest time possible to handle sect affairs."

"They will assist you."

Feng Qingyang pointed to the remaining dozens of immortal spirits.

"We will dutifully obey the Sect Master's command."

Upon hearing that, Jun Sword Heaven and the other two, together with the remaining dozens of immortal spirits, clasped their hands in salute.

"Let's begin now; our sect will provide you with resources."

After leaving a sentence, Feng Qingyang's divine sense avatar vanished from the spot.

……

Qingyun Immortal Palace.

Upon the main seat, Feng Qingyang opened his eyes.

"Jun Sword Heaven, Immortal Sword Sect—interesting."

Feng Qingyang's mouth curled as he murmured.

At this moment he suddenly thought of something: "Right, System—if our sect places this Longevity Spirit-Shaper onto the Spacetime Dao Platform, would it have an effect?"

The Longevity Spirit-Shaper can accelerate the cultivation speed of immortal spirits; if it can stack with the Spacetime Dao Platform, then the cultivation speed of immortal spirits would be unbelievable!

Before long, the immortal spirit legion will be able to grow.

【"Reporting to the Master, this… theoretically seems possible."】

The system's cold mechanical voice sounded.

"So that means it might really be possible?"

"No, we must go try it right away."

After a breath, Feng Qingyang arrived at the Spacetime Dao Platform.

Although the time flow within the Spacetime Dao Platform is at a ratio of one to five thousand.

But at this moment he could feel no change at all; even if there was any, it was extremely tiny.

Only because his cultivation has now reached the Eighth Layer of the Immortal Emperor, wanting to break through the realm, the time and resources required are enormous to the point of being incalculable.

"Cultivation is really bitter; it would be more refreshing to have a realm‑advancement card."

"Cultivate for just over ten years, and you'll reach a height that most immortals could never achieve in several lifetimes."

Feng Qingyang, while showing off, took out the Longevity Shaping Spirit Device from his spatial immortal treasure.

The appearance of the Longevity Shaping Spirit Device is rather unremarkable.

It is a square black box, four by four.

The surface of the box is smooth and flat, with no patterns or inscriptions.

It's the kind of thing that no one would want even if you threw it on the street.

People cannot be judged by appearance, nor can objects.

After Feng Qingyang sighed a little, he placed the Longevity Shaping Spirit Device on the ground.

Afterwards, his divine sense entered it again to observe whether there was any effect.

Inside the small world of the Longevity Shaping Spirit Device.

"The Sect Master ordered us three to together form the Immortal Spirit Army; instead, let's do it this way—we each take charge of raising one unit, then merge them later."

"Let the strongest unit take the lead—what do you think?"

Jun Jiantian, Feng Yan, and Zhao Huang were discussing the matter of forming the legion.

Additionally, dozens of Immortal Spirits stood respectfully to the side, listening.

"Good, this old man agrees—hahaha, I never expected there would still be a chance to spar again with my two old friends."

"Back then, my Zhao Immortal Clan firmly suppressed the power of those two old friends."

"Tch, Old Zhao, it's just that our Liufire Immortal Sect doesn't want to compete with you, so we're letting you have it."

"What did you say? Then this time let's have a proper match, starting from zero, to see who's capable!"

Faced with their argument, Jun Jiantian shook his head helplessly.

Those two have been bickering ever since then—truly lifelong old rivals.

Sigh, speaking of which, I don't even know how my Immortal Sword Sect is doing now.

After so many eons have passed, is it still glorious?

Just then, the rules of this place began to undergo a huge change.

The time rule emerged, and its flow speed kept increasing.

Everything underwent a complete transformation.

"Holy grass! What on earth is happening?"

"Time flow speed! It's the time flow speed! The flow here has increased by many folds!"