The Quest for Immortality

In the Refining Demon Mountain, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

A silhouette of a young man surged forward, akin to a flash of dazzling water light between heaven and earth, light and delicate.

Behind him, however, was a black dust storm.

A powerful, robust, small mountain-like Third Grade Golden Core Black Pig Monster surged forth with billowing Blood Qi and storm-like black Monster Qi, plowing through all trees and Mountain Stones ahead, sniffing that sweet scent of human flesh, chasing after Mo Hua.

For a while, the monstrous momentum was vast, and the scene was spectacular.

Running beasts scattered, and flocks of birds took flight in fright.

Xun Ziyou followed behind, holding the Tai Xu Sword in hand, several times wanting to draw his sword and slaughter this Pig Monster.

Yet after some thought, he held back.

Once he made a move, he would be exposed.

The meaning of the elder ancestor was to allow Mo Hua to undergo as much grinding as possible, under the premise of ensuring his safety.

The edge of a sharp sword comes out of grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

Constantly protecting Mo Hua and not allowing him any risk would not enable his growth.

Now was too early to take action.

Moreover, the situation hadn’t really reached a dead end.

Although the Third Grade Black Pig Monster was terrifying, with powerful demonic power and every charge extremely dangerous,

Mo Hua relied on an exceedingly exquisite movement technique, dodging and weaving, moving like flowing water, and fluttering like a startled swan, as if dancing on a suspended thread, each time at the critical moment, remarkably turning danger into safety, handling it.

Xun Ziyou, though shocked, couldn’t help but admire: ”This movement technique of Mo Hua is truly exquisite, I wonder where he learned it from...”

But he knew this situation wouldn’t last.

After all, Mo Hua was only at the Foundation Establishment, with low Spiritual Power. Facing this Third Grade Golden Core Pig Monster with demonic power as deep as an abyss, he would inevitably run out of strength.

In such an intense, dangerous chase with such overwhelming pressure, once depleted, it would be over.

Even a mere feeling of fatigue or tension in the heart leading to a slight mistake in the movement technique, or any slight slip, would be hazardous.

And Mo Hua, repeatedly escaping from the jaws of the Black Pig Monster, only further incited its ferocity.

The Black Pig Monster gradually began to rage, its demonic power growing stronger, and its speed increasing too.

Xun Ziyou gripped the sword in his hand tightly, gearing up.

And Mo Hua indeed felt increasingly strained.

The oppression of the Third Grade Golden Core Realm Black Pig Monster was utterly intense, with surging demonic power and black Monster Qi, akin to turbulent waves.

Mo Hua was like a leaf boat in the waves, drifting along with the current.

Yet this damn pig, desperately chasing after him.

Mo Hua had fled for a long time, still unable to shake it off, inevitably feeling a bit of Fire Qi in his heart.

He took a slight glance back out of the corner of his eye, just in time to see the Black Pig Monster, with those lantern-sized, copper bell-like eyes, staring intently at him.

Those eyes fixed on Mo Hua.

A sliver of impulse couldn’t help but arise in Mo Hua’s heart, yet he forcibly suppressed it.

The Black Pig Monster was too strong to risk it.

The urgent task was to shake off this Third Grade Pig Monster, not to linger too long.

Mo Hua continued to flee.

Yet the more he fled, the angrier the Black Pig Monster became.

Such a ferocious Monster Beast, relying on overwhelming demonic power, had never bothered to expend effort in hunting.

Mo Hua had incited its murderous streak by making it chase for so long.

From then on, the Black Pig Monster kept up its relentless pursuit, its form growing faster, its Monster Qi increasingly intense, savage light in its eyes ever more fierce, seemingly unwilling to relent without devouring Mo Hua.

Cold sweat broke out on Mo Hua’s back, feeling increasingly strained.

Simultaneously, the Fire Qi in his heart intensified.

After a moment, Mo Hua suddenly calmed down.

He glanced back at the Third Grade Black Pig Monster, his expression icy, a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

After another stretch of chasing and escaping, they reached a mountain marsh.

Mo Hua’s figure flickered like water light, transforming into layers of watery mist.

At once, three Water Shadows formed.

The Black Pig Monster was momentarily confused, losing sight of its target, lunging at one Water Shadow, shattering it.

After the Water Shadow shattered, what appeared was a rock face.

The Black Pig Monster crashed headfirst into it, becoming stuck halfway in the rock face.

For a moment, it roared thunderously, like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.

Once trapped in the rock face, the Black Pig Monster struggled incessantly.

But its monstrous body was bulky, making it difficult to turn around. After struggling for quite some time, it finally broke free, its head covered in mud, its eyes blood-red.

This Third Grade Black Pig Monster was clearly on the verge of ”fury”.

It exhaled with foul breath, emitted a demonic wind, its eyes bloodshot.

Its grotesque and ugly pig nose twitched, quickly catching Mo Hua’s scent again, immediately focusing its brutal gaze to the right.

Mo Hua stood quietly in a patch of mountain forest not far off.

Surrounded by dense forests, moist with water vapor, and streams gurgling.

He did not run but stood there silently, watching the enormous Third Grade Pig Monster before him.

A slender figure, a Cultivator of weak Realm, facing a colossal, overwhelmingly strong Monster Beast.

This was a blatant provocation.

The Black Pig Monster bellowed in rage.

The roar sounded like a keening wail from the inferno, a wail of a Fierce Ghost, piercing the eardrums, and shaking the forest and mountains.

Then Blood Qi vibrated, Monster Qi surged.

The Black Pig Monster swept up with a wave of pitch-black demonic wind, charging fiercely at Mo Hua.

Yet just halfway through its charge, the ground suddenly surged with streams, dissolving mud and stone, forming into a vast mountain marsh.

The mountain marsh turned into a mire; the ground became muddy.

The ground collapsed suddenly beneath its feet, and the massive body of the Black Pig Monster immediately sank into the mire, and as the mud and stones flowed, it sank deeper and deeper.