CHAPTER 830: THE PLATFORM OF THE DEVIL GOD’S BAPTISM

"I have to thank you for showing your true face, Munez. At least this problem will be taken care of much faster." Aldrian said.

Munez, upon hearing that, could not help but feel an increasing sense of unease, and his heartbeat quickened. The way this guardian spoke was truly unpleasant and menacing.

Still, as a peak pseudo immortal stage cultivator, he had his own pride and confidence in his strength. Although his instincts told him that there was something wrong with the man beside his little brother, he would not simply run away without knowing who this person truly was.If he had to fight, then so be it.

"Since earlier, I’ve already been suspicious of you. You must be hiding your true cultivation, right? But to think that you would say such presumptuous words to me while you are in your current situation, I think you still don’t understand what kind of situation you are currently in," Munez said with a smile.

Aldrian smiled as he looked down at the formation. "This platform is used by the devils as the baptism site for new devils. What is it called? Ah yes, the Platform of the Devil God’s Baptism. Those who wish to join the devils must be baptized on this formation to be blessed by the Devil God. How could I not know?" He said.

"Although it has a much more complex formation style, I recognize it, as there are similarities with the simpler version used for weaker cultivators. This one here is a much stronger version, and I thought this platform must be used for those at least at the pseudo-immortal stage."

"The ones who want to become devil cultivators but are already at the pseudo-immortal stage have to be baptized on this platform, isn’t that right, Patriarch Barevisk?" Aldrian asked with a smile, emphasizing "Patriarch Barevisk."

Munez and Godard could not help but tremble upon hearing Aldrian’s explanation. He knew about the Platform of the Devil God’s Baptism?

All the time, the devils who successfully built their own territories would continue to expand them. The other powers found it difficult to stop them, which made the devils’s territories grow even larger. Their power was immense and seemed unstoppable. With the blessing of the said Devil God, they could become truly powerful cultivators.

That kind of strength is what many people seek, and many will take the devil’s path if needed. That is why the devils’ strength never dwindles, in fact, it keeps growing. The world never lacks those who desire only power or possess a nature bent on destruction and corruption.

To become a devil, there is a first step before one can truly be considered a true devil cultivator. They have to be baptized on the Platform of the Devil God’s Baptism.

This platform is said to shape anyone who wishes to become a devil cultivator into the "true" devil cultivator. It forges their karma with the Devil God before they are recognized as true devil cultivators, giving them the mindset and nature of one.

This is also one of the devils’ methods to ensure no spies from other powers can infiltrate their ranks. No one can disguise themselves as a devil cultivator. Anyone attempting to impersonate one will be exposed, as there will always be clear signs that they are not true devil cultivators.

Even if someone tries to become a devil cultivator while still holding allegiance to another power, it will not work.

They cannot simply take the devil cultivation technique, cultivate with it, and be done. They must possess the same mindset as the devils. That is what they gain when they enter the platform of baptism. They are brainwashed, and their bodies are reshaped into those of devil cultivators.

Their original cultivation becomes corrupted by devil energy or even destroyed before they begin cultivating the devil’s technique.

Once they become true devil cultivators, their loyalty belongs solely to the Devil God. They abandon their morals and sever all ties with any other power on their own.

Now, what truly shocked Munez and Godard was that the information about the Platform of the Devil God’s Baptism was known only to those who had entered the devils’ main base or their main territory.

That was because the devils always placed these platforms deep within their main territories. As many had already experienced, once the devils established a territory, there was little chance of reclaiming it. Those lands would become the devils’ new home.

Thanks to their cunning nature, seemingly endless and powerful manpower, and unity under a single purpose, the devils were nearly impossible to defeat entirely once they had taken root on a planet.

Almost no one knew about the existence of the Platform of Baptism due to the limited information that could be obtained from the devils. Those captured would rather die than speak, and even if they were caught, they would not easily surrender.

The mind seals placed within their brains by high-ranking devils were complex. This made searching their memories extremely difficult, as the seals would likely break and kill them in the process.

With such limited knowledge of how the devils operated, those who opposed them could only study and analyze their behavior from the outside. The only ones who truly knew the steps to become devils and the secrets related to it, were the devil cultivators themselves.

The others would have no way of knowing about the platform unless they saw it with their own eyes, which was almost impossible since it was placed deep within the devils’ territory. Everyone knew how dangerous it was to enter those lands, and even pseudo-immortal stage cultivators were no exception.

"You... who are you? How did you know about the Platform of the Devil God’s Baptism?" Munez asked, finally recognizing Aldrian as a threat. He was certain this man was not a devil cultivator, which meant he either had some connection with the devils or had seen the platform himself.

If it was the latter, that would mean this person was an incredibly powerful cultivator, one capable of entering and leaving the devils’s main territories alive.

As for Aldrian, he only smiled and gave no answer. How could he not know, when he had already seen such things through countless memories of the devils? The platforms on the Barisan Continent had already been destroyed during the war, even before anyone understood what they truly were.

Whenever it involved the devils, the sites were destroyed before anyone could learn the platforms’ true purpose. Most people assumed the platforms were used for some kind of sacrifice ritual or a summoning formation.

Hearing no answer from Aldrian and seeing that Aldrian was not affected by the formation, Munez finally made his decision.

’No, he was too dangerous. I have to kill him,’ he thought.

He wanted to strike with his technique. Energy already gathered in his hand, but suddenly he could not move his arm at all!

In fact, his body went stiff, immobile as stone. Godard felt the same, which shocked him. He tried to turn his head toward Munez, but he couldn’t.

Munez, who did not understand what had happened, suddenly heard footstep behind them.

Step.

Then another...

Step, step, step.

At this moment, Sir Ferix’s expression was filled with shock at the sudden appearance of the figure. The avatar beside him only smiled, while Munez, seeing his little brother’s shocked expression, realized that whoever stood behind him must be someone known to his brother.

He could not comprehend how anyone had appeared behind him without being noticed. Godard felt the same, his heart trembling as he realized he had not sensed a thing. Whoever was behind them must have been a powerful pseudo immortal stage cultivator skilled in concealment.

Not even Patriarch Barevisk could detect the figure until it was too late. They could not move at all, bound by what appeared to be the figure’s technique.

Both he and Munez instantly recognized that the force restraining them was space laws. The figure behind them had hardened the surrounding space and locked them in place.

The only part of their bodies they could move was their eyes, which they used to glance to the sides. The sound of footsteps drew closer and closer until, finally, a figure appeared at the edge of their vision.

The figure placed a hand on both of their shoulders and spoke.

"To be honest, this is unexpected. I did not plan to come here in the first place, but because of you and this place, I found myself interested enough to come personally."

The figure was a man with long red hair, dressed in regal imperial attire. He looked at the red crystal on the floor before bending down to pick it up.

The moment he did, the barrier trapping Sir Ferix and the avatar slowly faded away. Sir Ferix immediately took a deep breath in relief, though his gaze remained fixed on the figure. Judging by the man’s attire, he knew this was the real body, and not the avatar.

’Aldrian the Great! How could he appear here?’ he thought.

Aldrian the Great, in the flesh, stood not far from him. He had come personally.

When Munez finally saw the man’s face, his heart nearly stopped. This was the very man he wanted to avoid the most, the one who had driven him to do all of this in the first place.

’Aldrian the Great! How the hell did he get here?!’ he screamed inside his mind.