Transform into ancestral tablets and create a supreme immortal clan.

On the eastern foothills of Beipan Mountain, within the Cao family's territory, the three elders of the Cao family looked extremely grim, even revealing a hint of fear.

Five hundred years ago, the Beipanshan area was exclusively owned by the Shen family.

Four hundred years ago, after the passing of the Golden Core Ancestor of the Shen family, the Shen family's strength was greatly diminished, and they were no longer able to monopolize the entire Beipan Mountain.

Therefore, the ancestors of the Cao and Bei families took the opportunity to move to this place.

For this reason, over the past four hundred years, the two families have reached a tacit understanding to suppress the Shen family, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

But who would have thought that the Shen family, which was on the verge of extermination, would suddenly become unfathomable overnight.

Now that the Bei family has been wiped out, it's the Cao family's turn next.

Previously, they deliberately spread rumors to lure the cultivators from the Gu family to come.

Unexpectedly, these cultivators from the Gu family, who were usually arrogant and domineering, proved utterly useless in the crucial moment.

Cao Yuan, the most senior ancestor of the Cao family in the late Foundation Establishment stage, glanced deeply at the northern foothills a thousand miles away, his eyes filled with a chilling light.

"Now that things have come to this, inform everyone in the clan to evacuate Beipan Mountain as soon as possible and move to Yuzhou."

Although the quality of the spiritual veins there is far inferior to that of Beipan Mountain, it was a fallback plan that our Cao family had prepared a hundred years ago.

The patriarch, Cao Li, looked gloomy, somewhat unwilling and dejected.

On the eastern foothills of Beipan Mountain, the Cao family had been running their business for four hundred years, but in the end, they still had to leave in disgrace.

In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak; this is the most basic law of survival.

Inside the Shen family estate, everyone was immersed in joy.

Meanwhile, most of the large and small cultivation families or independent cultivators around Beipan Mountain also focused their energy on the Flipped Fox of Motian Ridge, hoping to take advantage of the chaos and make a big profit.

As for the Cao family's low-key relocation, few people paid attention to it.

Deep in the Motianling Mountains.

The purplish-blue cocoon, which had withstood repeated bombardments from several Golden Core cultivators, was now cracked like a spider web, and the life force and violent wind and thunder power gestating within it had reached their peak.

"Hey——!"

"Hey——!"

"Hey——!"

A series of mournful and faint fox cries emanated from within the cocoon of light, like the final lament of a mother, or the cry of a newborn breaking free from its constraints.

"Snap!"

The cocoon of light shattered completely, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into nothingness.

Three tiny fox cubs, each about the size of a palm, huddled together, shivering and soaking wet, appeared on the spot!

Their fur is light gray, with faintly visible fine silver and purple stripes, and each has a glimmer of light on its forehead.

Although the aura was faint, it was extremely pure, containing the unique pressure of the bloodline of ancient true spirits.

"Three! Three cubs!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

After a brief silence, an even more intense greed erupted!

A single young Flying Fox cub is enough to ignite a bloodbath, three... this means that more than one family has a chance to succeed!

"The Gu family will take one; does anyone have any objections?"

Gu Zhenting's beard and hair stood on end, and he released his mid-stage Golden Core aura without reservation. A golden seal hovered above his head, and his voice was like thunder.

The two ancient patriarchs of the Gu family, both at the early stage of Golden Core, beside him also stepped forward simultaneously, their auras linked.

"Fellow Daoist Gu's appetite is far too great!" Xiao Yuanqing, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator from the Lanling Xiao family, sneered. A crimson flying sword beside him hummed and emitted waves of heat.

"My Xiao family wants one too!"

Yunhe Zhenren, a Golden Core cultivator from the Yun family, calmly spoke up: "The Yun family also needs a guardian spirit beast."

Although the Mu family of Langya only sent one elder, Mu Qingshan, who was at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, he was not to be outdone: "Opportunities are determined by fate; it all depends on one's own abilities!"

Almost the instant the words were spoken, a chaotic battle erupted!

Gu Zhenting made the first move, and the golden seal transformed into the size of a mountain, carrying the power to suppress everything, and smashed towards the three young foxes, intending to wipe them all out in one fell swoop!

"Arrogant!" Xiao Yuanqing's crimson sword, like a dragon, unleashed a torrent of flames as it intercepted the golden seal.

With a flick of his sleeve, Master Yunhe unleashed countless bluish-gray vines that burst forth from the earth, coiling around the young fox like venomous snakes.

Mu Qingshan then summoned an ancient mirror, its light shimmering as it enveloped one of the young foxes with the strongest aura.

Among the rogue cultivators are two Golden Core cultivators, one in the middle stage and the other in the early stage.

They exchanged a glance and joined the battle without hesitation, attacking the nearest Gu or Xiao family cultivators.

They don't seek to possess it exclusively; they only want to seize one while the chaos is at its peak!

In an instant, the sky above the canyon was filled with the light of magical artifacts, and the roar of spells was deafening.

Flames, golden light, vines, mirror images, sword energy, poisonous mist... all kinds of forces collided and annihilated each other.

The earth cracked and rocks collapsed. The Foundation Establishment cultivators who had been watching the battle retreated even further in horror. Anyone who was even slightly hit by the aftershocks was either killed or injured.

"Ah!" With a scream, a Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection guest elder who was attached to the Gu family was swept by the aftershock of the Xiao family's sword energy and instantly turned into charcoal.

"Old ghost Yun, how dare you launch a sneak attack!" Mu Qingshan roared angrily, his shoulder just pierced by a silent cloud-like sword light, blood gushing out.

He swept a beam of light with his backhand, but only hit the afterimage.

An elder of the Gu family, who was in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, was forced back by Xiao Yuanqing and a rogue Golden Core cultivator, causing his blood and qi to surge.

Gu Zhenting fought against Yunhe Zhenren and another rogue cultivator at the Golden Core stage alone. Although he had the upper hand, he was unable to break free for the time being.

The competition quickly escalated to a fever pitch, and everyone was bloodthirsty.

What regard for family prestige or the demeanor of cultivators? All of that vanishes before the cub of a spirit beast that can ensure the prosperity of a family for a thousand years.

Casualties began to appear in large numbers. Not only low-level cultivators, but even Golden Core cultivators started to get injured, and their true essence and magical power were being severely depleted.

The seeds of hatred were sown deep in the bloody battles, taking root and sprouting.

The Gu family and the Xiao family were already at odds, and now they were mortal enemies.

The Yun family's sneak attack incurred the wrath of the Mu family.

The independent cultivators who had reached the Golden Core stage also developed conflicts with the aristocratic families.

A chaotic battle engulfed almost all the top families in the Southern Chu cultivation world, resulting in heavy casualties and severe damage to their vitality.

At the edge of the canyon, amidst the jumbled rocks, a faint shadow appeared.

Like water stains spreading silently, it was Shen Muge who completely concealed his presence by using the "Concealment Talisman" and then used his last life-saving "Shadow Escape Talisman".

His left shoulder wound was temporarily sealed by the Yin energy of the cold pool and his own spiritual power. His face was pale, but his eyes were sharp as an eagle's as he stared intently at the core of the battlefield.

His target was the young fox that had been blown away by an explosion during the melee and had rolled into the shadow of a collapsed rock wall.

This young fox seemed to be the weakest, barely breathing, while the other two were being subtly locked onto by the auras of Gu Zhenting and Xiao Yuanqing, respectively, and the struggle between them was the most intense.

Opportunities are fleeting!

Just as Gu Zhenting repelled Yunhe Zhenren, and Xiao Yuanqing and Mu Qingshan clashed, everyone's attention was drawn to the most intense collision.

The shadow moved!

It wasn't fast, but it was eerily silent, skimming the ground and dodging the turbulent streams of spiritual energy shooting out in all directions. Like the most skilled hunter, it precisely darted to the side of the lone fox cub.

A hand covered in gray light reached out, gently scooped up the trembling fox cub, and instantly stuffed it into a spirit beast bag covered with isolation talismans.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow disappeared without pausing, heading towards a more treacherous area deeper in the Motianling Mountains, opposite the Beipanshan Mountains where the Shen family was located!

"How dare you, you rat!" The first to notice something was wrong was Mu Qingshan, who was standing a little closer.

He was already extra vigilant because of his injury, and when he swept his eyes across the area, he vaguely caught a discordant fluctuation and immediately realized that one of the fox cubs was missing!

His shout immediately jolted everyone in the midst of the fierce battle.

Gu Zhenting swept his divine sense wildly and indeed found that the aura of a young fox had disappeared, while a faint but strange streak of light was rapidly moving away in a tricky direction.

"It's those cowardly ants again! Die!" He was instantly enraged.