His previous one was terrifying in its own right, but it couldn't be compared with the one produced right now.
However this also showed the extreme power that comes along with the puppet technique. If it wasn't for the influx of energy from hundreds of thousands of slaves then Dante might not reach the core building stage for another month just relying on the energy provided from his puppets daily.
Now Dantes strength could already compete with a weaker Ancient Cultivator, and he had no worries about the battle for the inheritance.
After all, from previous experiments no one could open a spiritual space within the inheritance.
As if it had felt Dantes preparations were ready, spiritual power across the entire FireBird County poured towards a small cave on an insignificant cliff face.
The small cave opened with a flurry of power revealing a terrifying black void as the rocks on the mountain rolled down the cliff causing an avalanche.
Immediately powerful auras rushed towards the sky as countless cultivators flew towards the cave.
Dante, in order to hide himself, put on his mask and held onto one of his spirit state cultivators.
He wanted to blend in as a cultivator from a decent force. So he dropped his cultivation to his secondary cultivation base revealing the first stage of the core building state.
Even if this stands out it's not that it hasn't appeared before. And with Dantes build it's not difficult to mistake him for being 10 years old.
So he was not worried about standing out too much.
As for the rest of the puppets he had created over this time, he placed them all into his spiritual pendant and set off towards the inheritance.
As Dante got closer he felt a drastic increase in the spiritual energy surrounding it.
He also saw more and more cultivators swarming towards it. Seeing this Dante had a quaint evil plan. The highest cultivation of those below him was only the Core Building State. Clearly they were wild cultivators.
So Dante simply released a fairy state mage to make all of them into his puppets!
After all out of those below him they had all been bathed with blood and would make an effective combat force if cultivated properly.
Even if he didn't use them, it's not a bad thing to have more energy pouring in everyday.
Finally he reached the front of the cave. Huddled around the entrance were hundreds of Fairy state cultivators. Standing in front of each of them was a child younger than ten emitting a respectable aura.
However time was limited, Dante didn't waste his time on pleasantries and immediately dived straight into the void, ignoring his spirit state puppet that was left outside.
Seeing the first child dive in the rest immediately followed.
But Dante rushing caused him to miss a small boy wrapped in a black cloak, however the age and vicissitudes in his eyes revealed he was far from simple.
Dante opened his eyes to see himself standing on top of a small castle within a massive world.
Seeing the endless size of the world Dante could see that they underestimated the level of this inheritance.
A world this size could only be created by an Antique, and a powerful one at that.
But as Dante looked down at the castle below his feet he was quite curious. After all he could sense a few living people within the castle however their cultivation base was only at the bone refining realm.
However in the distance he saw other castles the same size as his.
But at this moment when he tried to mobilise his spiritual power, he clearly felt that it was restricted to the peak of the Bone Refining Realm. The same level as the strongest person within the castle.
Even his main cultivation base couldn't be manipulated.
Luckily Dantes Bone Refining Realm was much more powerful than a normal one, he could still combat a core building realm cultivator.
But before he jumped off the top of the castle he felt a rush of thoughts float into his head.
''This is a plane created with the help of the World Seed, within my life I was unable to support the seed and it eventually began to absorb me. I was naïve enough to believe that pure strength was enough to think that pure strength was enough.''
''Luckily I had enough consciousness to create this little test for my potential inheritors. Within the time frame of 3 months you will have to cultivate your own power within this plane.''
''Not only will you be competing with each other, you will also have to face the natives placed within the plane, whether you gain their loyalty or destroy and plunder it is your choice.''
''At the end of the 3 months there will forcibly be a war in which all the remaining competitors' castles will be teleported next to each other. The last one surviving wins.''
''As you can see you cultivation has been limited, this limit will be raised based on your subordinate with the highest cultivation''
''Good luck, and a quick reminder the winner of this inheritance will naturally receive the world seed and this completed plane!''
Dante heard this and thought it through. He fully believed that the owner of this inheritance was deceased. After all he had heard of the power of the world seed from the books within his family.
Controlling the World Seed meant occupying the planes produced. For each plane produced you must occupy it with a minimum of 100,000,000 cultivators above the body refining state who are completely loyal to the owner.
Dante naturally knew the difficulty of this for ordinary people. Even antiques have no way of guaranteeing the loyalty of every cultivator. Even if they succeed in occupying one plane, they will want the next one and then the next one.
This will build up and as the loyal cultivators die of old age they will be replaced with unloyal warriors. Causing the world seed to slowly devour its owner.
This was definitely what had happened to the antique who had once owned this world seed, leaving only one plane remaining.