The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Han Xiaotian acted swiftly, summoning all the core members of the Han family to gather in front of the ancestral hall the very next day.

Standing on the steps of the ancestral hall, Han Mu looked down at the densely packed clansmen below and sighed with emotion. When he left, the Han family was just an insignificant clan, but now it had thousands of members, including many powerful figures at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"Everyone, I have gathered you all here today to announce a very important matter," Han Xiaotian said in a loud voice. "My son, Han Mu, is now at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, the strongest person in all the heavens and myriad realms. He has decided to establish a holy land for our Han family, so that our Han family can become the number one family in all the heavens and myriad realms."

These words caused an uproar throughout the hall. All the clansmen were extremely excited. The Han family was going to establish a sacred land. This was an incredibly good thing.

"Long live Young Master Mu!" a young clansman shouted excitedly.

"Not young master, but ancestor," an older clansman corrected.

"Yes, yes, long live the Ancestor!"

Han Mu raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then said, "Establishing a holy land is no small matter. It requires site selection, formation setup, and construction, and will take at least three years. During these three years, I hope everyone will work together to build our home."

"We will obey the ancestral decree," the clansmen said in unison.

Han Mu nodded and began to assign tasks. Han Li was in charge of setting up the formation and restrictions, Zhou Meng was in charge of training the guard team, Luo Feng was in charge of purchasing supplies, and Han Xiaotian was in charge of overall coordination.

As for Han Mu himself, he was responsible for the most important task: finding a suitable location for the holy site.

Han Mu left his ancestral star and flew through the starry sky, searching for a suitable place to establish a holy land. The holy land needed to have abundant spiritual energy, good terrain, and be easy to defend.

After flying for three days, Han Mu found a suitable place. It was a huge star with abundant spiritual energy, open terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and not far from the Han family's ancestral star, only half a day's journey away.

"This is it." Han Mu landed on the star and began to modify the terrain. He used the laws of time and space to transform the star into a sacred place suitable for living and cultivation.

The transformation lasted for a month, during which Han Mu transformed the star into a paradise on earth, complete with mountains and rivers, spiritual springs and waterfalls, various rare spiritual herbs, and various formations and restrictions set up by Han Li.

"My lord, the holy land is basically completed and we can move in now," Han Li said.

"Alright, inform the clansmen to prepare for the relocation." Han Mu nodded.

Half a month later, all members of the Han family moved to the holy land, and Han Mu named the holy land "Han Family Holy Domain", officially announcing the establishment of the Han Family Holy Land.

The news of the Holy Land's establishment quickly spread throughout the myriad realms, and various forces sent people to offer their congratulations. Some were sincere, while others wanted to curry favor with Han Mu, the strongest being in all the realms.

Han Mu welcomed all who came, knowing that some of these forces were sincere while others were not, but as long as they didn't provoke him, he didn't bother with them.

"My lord, a lot of people have come outside to offer their congratulations. Would you like to see them?" Zhou Meng came in to report.

"Why not see him? This is a perfect opportunity to establish our authority," Han Mu said with a smile, as he walked out of the main hall.

Outside the main hall, the square was filled with people, all representatives of various forces, including the leaders of major immortal sects, the patriarchs of major families, and some powerful rogue cultivators.

"Congratulations on establishing the Holy Land, Senior Han. On behalf of the Tianxuan Sect, I would like to present you with a congratulatory gift." An elderly man with white hair stepped forward and respectfully handed over a jade box.

"Tianxuan Sect, you're very kind." Han Mu took the jade box, opened it, and found a ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum inside, which was priceless.

"Senior Han, on behalf of Wanbaolou, I would like to present a congratulatory gift." Another middle-aged man stepped forward and handed over a storage ring.

Han Mu took the storage ring, scanned it with his divine sense, and found that it contained hundreds of millions of immortal crystals, showing his generosity.

Next, various factions presented their congratulatory gifts, which Han Mu accepted one by one, creating a lively and extraordinary scene.

Just then, a discordant voice rang out.

"Han Mu, who do you think you are, to dare to establish a holy land?"

Everyone looked over and saw that the speaker was a young man in black with a powerful aura; he was actually a mid-stage Immortal Emperor.

"Who are you?" Han Mu asked calmly.

"I am the Demon Emperor. I heard you killed Shi Zun, so I came here specifically to meet you," the black-clad youth sneered. He was the strongest in the demonic path, the Demon Emperor.

"Demon Emperor? Never heard of him." Han Mu shook his head.

"You're courting death!" The Demon Emperor roared in fury, slamming a palm down on Han Mu. The palm print contained terrifying demonic energy that blotted out the sky.

Han Mu neither dodged nor evaded, but casually waved his hand, causing the palm print to dissipate. The Demon Emperor was sent flying backward, crashing into several mountain peaks and spitting out blood.

"With this little strength, you dare to cause trouble?" Han Mu said disdainfully.

The Demon Emperor struggled to his feet, his face deathly pale. He knew he was no match for Han Mu and turned to flee.

"Trying to run? Too late." Han Mu reached out and grabbed, imprisoning the Demon Emperor in mid-air, unable to move.

"Senior Han, spare my life! I know I was wrong!" the Demon Emperor begged in terror.

"Too late." Han Mu tightened his grip, and the Demon Emperor screamed in agony as he turned into a bloody mist, his soul and spirit annihilated.

The entire arena fell silent. Everyone was stunned by Han Mu's methods. A Demon Emperor at the mid-stage of the Immortal Emperor realm was actually killed by Han Mu with a casual flick of his wrist. His strength was terrifying.

"Anyone else who disagrees can step forward." Han Mu scanned the entire room, but no one dared to respond.

"Since there isn't one, then let's continue the celebration," Han Mu said calmly, turning and returning to the hall.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued celebrating, but their attitude was even more respectful than before, for fear of offending Han Mu, this dreadful star.

The celebration lasted for three days, and as various forces gradually left, the Han Family Sacred Domain returned to peace.

"My lord, this time our show of authority has been quite effective. No one should dare to provoke us anymore," Zhou Meng said with a smile.

"Not necessarily. The myriad realms are full of hidden talents. I am not the only one at the peak of the Immortal Emperor level. There are even stronger beings. We cannot let our guard down," Han Mu said. He sensed several hidden powerful auras deep within the Chaos Sea, at least at the peak of the Immortal Emperor level, and possibly even stronger.

"Our lord is right, we must continue to improve our strength." Zhou Meng nodded.

"Well, I plan to go into seclusion for a while to try and break through to the Sovereign Realm. You all keep an eye on the Holy Domain," Han Mu said. He had been stuck at the peak of the Immortal Emperor Realm for some time and needed to go into seclusion to comprehend the truth before he could break through to the legendary Sovereign Realm.

"Rest assured, my lord, we will protect the Holy Land well," Zhou Meng assured him.

Han Mu nodded, entered the seclusion room, and began his seclusion.