106: They established a branch sect, named "Kaoshan Sect".

Central Region, former site of the Taichu Holy Land.

Now, this place was a bottomless... giant pit, with a diameter of over ten thousand miles.

Li Daoxuan led a group of people, hovering above this giant pit as if inspecting his own construction site.

"Revered Master, are you really going to build our branch here?"

Xiao Chen looked at the pitch-black deep pit below, his mouth twitching.

"This... this is just too desolate, isn't it?"

"Moreover, the Earth Fiend Qi here is so heavy; it's simply not suitable for cultivation."

"Superficial."

Li Daoxuan glanced at him with an expression that said, 'You don't know jack squat.'

"This is called 'breaking and then establishing, seeking life within death'."

"Besides, who said we were building the Sect inside this pit?"

As he spoke.

He waved his large sleeve.

"Rise!"

Rumble rumble rumble—!!!

In an instant, the heavens collapsed and the earth split!

Under everyone's horrified gazes.

Nine floating immortal mountains, wreathed in Immortal Qi and rising mists, a hundred times more magnificent than the former Taichu Holy Land, appeared out of thin air!

They flew out from Li Daoxuan's seemingly ordinary sleeve, expanding rapidly against the wind and blotting out the sun!

Upon every immortal mountain were jade pavilions and palaces, flying waterfalls and flowing springs, soaring cranes, and galloping spirit deer!

Beneath the mountain masses, each was connected to a top-grade Spiritual Vein that wound and coiled like a giant dragon!

This was precisely the main peak cluster of the Taichu Holy Land that Li Daoxuan had "packed and taken away" earlier!

However, it had already undergone a "fine renovation" by the System.

Not only was all the damage repaired, but the Spirit Gathering Formations and defensive arrays were also upgraded along the way, maxing out their quality.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The nine immortal mountains slowly descended according to the positions of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

They did not fall into the deep pit, but instead hovered steadily above the giant pit!

Between the mountains, rainbow bridges connected them, and seas of clouds ebbed and flowed.

That scene was simply more magnificent than the legendary Heavenly Palaces!

"My... my god..."

Shi Tian's mouth hung wide open, and the roasted chicken leg in his hand fell to the ground.

"Mas... Revered Master... are... are you playing with the Holy Land like it's building blocks?!"

Xiao Chen, Leng Yanran, and the others were also completely dumbfounded.

They knew their Revered Master was very strong.

But they never imagined Revered Master could be strong to the point of "moving mountains and filling seas, inverting the universe"!

This was no longer a Divine Ability.

This was... creation!

"How is it?"

Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his "masterpiece" and nodding with satisfaction.

"This new home is alright, isn't it?"

"It's alright! It's more than alright!"

Shi Tian was the first to rush up, hugging the 'leg' of an immortal mountain, his drool almost flowing out.

"Revered Master! This mountain has the thickest Spiritual Qi! I want this one! From now on, this will be my 'Gourmet Peak'!"

"Not bad, you have ambitions."

Li Daoxuan nodded, then looked at his other Disciples.

"Don't just stand there dazed, go pick your own mountain peaks."

"One per person, first come first served."

"The remaining ones will serve as guest rooms and public areas."

...Half an hour later.

A brand new immortal Sect, a hundred times more grand than any previous Holy Land, had risen from the ground.

When the news spread, it once again set the entire Central Region ablaze.

"Have you heard? The Hidden God Sect has opened a branch in the Central Region!"

"It's more than just opening a branch; they've directly 'resurrected' the Taichu Holy Land!"

"My goodness, what kind of divine method is this?!"

Countless Cultivators rushed from all directions, wanting to catch a glimpse of this legendary "City in the Sky," only to be sent flying by the terrifying mountain-protecting array before they could even get close to the gate.

At this moment.

Inside the Sect's main hall.

Li Daoxuan sat upon the Sect Master's throne crafted from ten-thousand-year divine wood, looking at his Disciples standing neatly below, as well as those few "old, weak, sick, and disabled" who were equally bewildered, and cleared his throat.

"Alright, the new home is settled."

"Next, it's time to give our Central Region branch a resounding name."

"Everyone speak up, any good ideas?"

As the Eldest Senior Brother, Xiao Chen was the first to speak: "Revered Master, how about calling it the 'Hidden God Sect Central Region Branch'? Simple and clear."

"Mediocre." Li Daoxuan shook his head. "Too uncreative."

Leng Yanran thought for a moment and said coldly: "How about 'Demon God Palace'? Domineering."

"Even more mediocre." Li Daoxuan shook his head again. "We are a Righteous Path Sect; we must convince people with virtue, not act like a criminal underworld organization."

"Then... how about 'Ganfan Sect'?" Shi Tian raised his hand, looking expectant. "Simple, easy to understand, and down-to-earth."

Li Daoxuan: "..."

He felt his blood pressure rising again.

"Get out!"

Looking at these naming-incompetent fools, he sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

He stood up, walked to the entrance of the hall, and looked down upon the vast Central Region land below.

His gaze seemed to penetrate through endless time and space, seeing the countless Loose Cultivators and Mortals struggling at the bottom, oppressed by various major forces.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet carrying an unquestionable dominance and... responsibility.

"In this Central Region, be it Holy Lands or Great Families, they are all but mountains weighing down upon the heads of all living beings."

"And now that our Hidden God Sect has come..."

He paused, a playful arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"We shall be the... Backing for all of them!"

"From today onwards, our branch Sect shall be called—"

"Kaoshan Sect!"

"There is only one tenet."

Li Daoxuan turned around, looking at his Disciples whose eyes were shining brighter and brighter, his voice powerful and resonant.

"As long as you enter the gates of my Kaoshan Sect and become a person of my Kaoshan Sect."

"Whether you are a Mortal or a Cultivator, no matter whom you have offended."

"Even if the King of Heaven himself comes..."

"He won't be able to touch a single hair on your head!"

"Good!"

"Revered Master is mighty!"

"Kaoshan Sect! This name is great! From now on, whoever dares to bully me, I'll report Revered Master's name!"

The Disciples howled with excitement.

Li Daoxuan nodded with satisfaction.

He waved his large sleeve, and a huge plaque crafted from chaos stone appeared out of thin air.

Swish swish swish!

He used his fingers like a sword, carving the three large characters "Kaoshan Sect" in a flamboyant, dancing style.

Every single character contained a trace of immortal Emperor's Might!

"Hang it up!"

"Open the mountain, and recruit Disciples!"

...That very day.

The news of the Kaoshan Sect's official establishment spread across the entire Central Region as if it had grown wings.

And that domineering declaration of "Even if the King of Heaven himself comes, he won't be able to touch you" made the blood of countless long-oppressed Loose Cultivators and low-level Cultivators boil with excitement!

A backing!

Who wouldn't want a powerful backing?!

In an instant.

Countless streaks of light converged from all directions towards that divine mountain suspended in the sky, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

That scene was even more spectacular than when the Demon Emperor's Tomb appeared!

"I want to acknowledge a Revered Master! I want to join the Kaoshan Sect!"

"Wuwuwu... My Dao Companion was stolen by a Holy Land Disciple, I beg the Sect Master to seek justice for me!"

"I possess great Luck, but I was rejected by all the major Sects. I beg the Sect Master to take me in!"

In just one day.

In front of the Kaoshan Sect's mountain gate, millions of Cultivators had already gathered, a dense black mass that nearly burst the mountain gate.

That scene was even more exaggerated than the internet celebrity check-in points of later generations.

Limping Liu, who was responsible for guarding the gate, looked at the endless tide of people, and his wine gourd fell in fright.

"Sect... Sect Master..."

He ran to report, trembling.

"There are... too many people..."

"Did we... did we play this too big?"