The Quest for Immortality

Afterwards, everyone parted ways.

Ye Hong, who lost both his children, stayed alone in Mistwater City.

Xia Canonical Official returned to the Taoist Court of Qian Learning State Boundary.

Gu Changhuai also needed to return to the Taoist Court, but before that, he wanted to send Mo Hua back to Taixu Gate.

Recently, events were chaotic, and changes frequent; he would not feel at ease until he personally delivered Mo Hua to the Mountain Gate.

Fortunately, the journey was smooth, and by evening, the carriage finally arrived at Tai Xu City, and half an hour later, reached the foot of Taixu Gate.

Gazing at the mist-covered Taixu Mountain Gate, Gu Changhuai finally felt at ease.

At the Dragon King Temple, when Mo Hua was trapped in the White Bone Maze, submerged in blood, he was anxious and worried.

Afraid that he might never be able to bring Mo Hua back, he felt guilty in his heart and couldn’t account to his cousin and Taixu Gate.

Luckily, everything turned out safely.

”Alright, go back and focus on cultivation, and don’t think about anything else.”

Gu Changhuai advised.

”Hmm.” Mo Hua nodded, then waved and said, ”Uncle Gu, there’s a lot to do at the Taoist Court and it’s very busy, so I won’t keep you, you should hurry back.”

Gu Changhuai nodded, gave a few more instructions, then drove away.

Mo Hua stood at the foot of the mountain, waving goodbye to Gu Changhuai, until his carriage disappeared around the mountain bend, then he turned around.

But instead of heading towards Taixu Mountain Gate, he changed direction and, following the mountains on both sides, stepped onto a rugged mountain path, arriving at a desolate peak nearby where few people tread.

Taixu Mountain is vast.

The land occupied by Taixu Gate is merely the main mountain range of Taixu Mountain.

Besides that, there are many remote, desolate hills on both sides, overgrown with vegetation and craggy stones, unsuitable for building halls and establishing sects.

Mo Hua reached a small mountain peak.

In front of him was a cliff, with no one around, surrounded by clouds and fog, with deep grass and precarious stones, ensuring he wouldn’t be discovered.

Mo Hua picked a large stone to sit on, then took out Boss Jiang’s list from his Storage Bag.

Mo Hua looked at the names on the list, his gaze cold.

He had said, the ones who deserve to die, will die.

He had also promised to avenge Senior Sister Ye Jin, who almost turned into a Fierce Ghost.

Therefore, this Howling Celestial Dog must die.

He’s doomed, and no one can save him.

Not even a deity.

Mo Hua placed the list in front of him, then took out a bottle of Mistwater River water collected near the Dragon King Temple.

He also took out the bloody residue he had scraped from the blank Blood Tablet in front of the Dragon King Temple altar.

He melted the residue into the river water and splashed it onto the Jade Slip list.

Then, holding the list, Mo Hua concentrated on sensing, using the list and some kind of connection of cause and effect in the unknown, to communicate with the distant altar in the Dragon King Temple. ṝÂＮỐᛒĘS

The Great Wilderness Evil Fetus is the master of the altar.

Now the Great Wilderness Evil Fetus has merged into his subdued soul fragment, becoming one with him.

The Evil Fetus is him, and he is the Evil Fetus.

Thus, he is also the master of the altar.

And all the Sin Cultivators on the list, including Shui Yan, through the soul contract, had offered a part of their Divine Soul to the Great Wilderness Evil Fetus.

The Great Wilderness Evil Fetus controls their life and death.

And now, in some sense, Mo Hua is the Great Wilderness Evil Fetus.

In other words, he also controls the life and death of everyone on the list!

Moments later, ripples appeared over Mistwater River, eerie winds erupted in the Dragon King Temple, and dim blood-red light illuminated the altar.

It was answering the call of its master.

In the Sea of Consciousness, a blood-red list surfaced in front of Mo Hua.

The list was inscribed with bloody characters.

Each character entangled with a strand of Life Soul.

Without any hesitation, Mo Hua extended his fair hand, and crushed these Life Souls one by one, erasing them one after another.

He wanted to eradicate them, root and branch.

Not just Shui Yan, but every Sin Cultivator on this list, he intended to erase them all in one go!

This soul contract was a channel for nourishing the Evil God.

Equally, it served as a breeding ground for incubating the Evil God’s henchmen.

If not thoroughly eradicated, someday, characters like ’Fire Buddha’ and ’Water Yama’ might yet arise.

Neither Golden Yama, Wood Yama, nor Earth Yama...

Mo Hua could not be bothered to deal with them one by one, so he opted to strangle them all in the cradle, extinguishing their Life Souls completely.

The many remaining bloody characters on the list were, with Mo Hua assuming the identity of the Evil Fetus, erased one by one under the authority of being the ”master”.

The Divine Souls were also crushed one by one.

As each Life Soul was crushed, a wail sounded, and the soul disintegrated in response.

The bloody names on the list dimmed, signifying complete physical and spiritual death.

With each squeeze by Mo Hua, one died.

Thus, not knowing how long he crushed, finally, only the last name remained:

Shui Yan.

”I said, you’re doomed.”

Mo Hua coldly declared, then reached out and squeezed, crushing Shui Yan’s Life Soul as well.

In the mundane world, there might be fame and fortune, power to rely on, layers of barriers with spiritual power and flesh.

But in the path of the Divine Soul, life and death are equal.

Crushing to death a Heaven’s Chosen Son of noble bloodline and exalted status, who might rise to a high position in the future, is not much harder than killing anyone else.

With just one squeeze, life and death were settled.

Hence, all names on the entire list were erased.

All the Sin Cultivators who sold their Divine Soul to the Evil God were wiped out, along with their Remnant Souls, ending their lives and Dao.

This list was thus completely rendered useless.

Mo Hua conjured a Spell, shattering the Jade Slip completely, then scattered its fragments into the cliff before him.