The Quest for Immortality

In front of Mo Hua, the formations used for protection were almost gone.

The junior brothers desperately guarding him were nearly all dead or wounded.

Only Linghu Xiao and a few others, utterly exhausted, still stood with clenched teeth in front of Mo Hua.

On the opposite side, more than fifty top talents from the Qian Learning State Boundary, like more than fifty sharp spirit swords, each with deep aura and full of killing intent, gazed indifferently at Mo Hua as if looking at a dead man.

”Taixu Gate... is finished...”

Outside, witnessing this scene, everyone took a deep breath and sighed heavily.

If it were before, these words would have been filled with delight and mockery.

But now, the hearts of everyone filled with pity and respect.

To fight against the Four Great Sects and the Seven Great Gates, and to battle to such a degree, until reaching such a desperate situation, was so brutal yet magnificent, how could one not feel admiration?

With such strength, Taixu Gate indeed deserves to be the top of Qianxue Eight Great Gates.

In fact, calling it the new ”Four Great Sects” would not be exaggerated.

The disciples of Taixu Gate also personally witnessed their senior brothers and fellow disciples fighting to the death, without fail arousing inner passion and emotional eyes.

The elders were filled with all sorts of emotions.

Even the Sect Leaders of the Three Mountains, who had lived for hundreds of years, could not help but feel both bitter and proud at this moment.

They all profoundly understood what ”honor in defeat” truly meant.

These were the disciples of their Taixu Gate.

For these children to unite as one, and give their all for the sect, to fight to this extent...

How could they, as Sect Leaders, not feel a surge of heart and take pride in it?

At this moment, winning or losing was no longer important.

In the Sword Observation Tower, some sect ancestors silently gazed at Elder Master Xun with envy in their eyes.

How can it be said there are no robes, when together we wear the same?

Among sect disciples, such a powerful cohesiveness, such strong centripetal force, such formidable willpower, such unity...

This is truly a great spiritual wealth.

It is rare for one person to have a Taoist Heart.

For a sect to have an indomitable Taoist Heart, that is truly priceless.

In this Qianxue Debate, Taixu Gate may have lost, but also won.

Elder Master Xun slowly breathed a sigh of relief, filled with reflections.

Truly, Taixu Gate’s forebears blessed...Mo Hua, this child, was indeed the right one to recruit back then...

...

And within the valley.

This brutal sword discussion was finally about to settle.

Over fifty top talents surrounded Mo Hua.

This was a hopeless dead-end.

Shen Linsu gazed indifferently, raised the Jinlin Sword, pointed at Mo Hua, and again asked:

”Will you die on your own, or die under my sword?”

Mo Hua’s face was pale, his expression calm, silently counting the formations he had already drawn, reconstructing these formations in his mind, evolving them into a complex Spirit Pivot, calculating the flow of Spiritual Power, recalculating the construction of his entire formation...

Finally, after confirming no errors, Mo Hua lifted his head to look at Shen Linsu, a faint, cryptic smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

”No one can kill me within my formation...”

This cryptic smile was unsettling.

A sense of forewarning suddenly surfaced in the mind.

Shen Linsu’s gaze widened as he immediately swung a sword at Mo Hua.

He didn’t know what exactly would happen but knew for sure that something had gone wrong.

”Kill him!”

At this time, not only Shen Linsu, but Duanmu Qing, Xiao Wuchen, and Ao Zhan also sensed a warning from their bloodline. .

To kill Mo Hua!

Duanmu Qing conjured Wanxiao Magic, Xiao Wuchen sacrificed a sword, Ao Zhan roared like a tiger, punching at Mo Hua like a dragon.

Linghu Xiao exhausted his last strength, activating the Chongxu Sword True Art, countering Shen Linsu’s Purple Gold Jinlin Sword Qi.

But he was already at the end of his strength; the Chongxu Sword couldn’t withstand the Purple Gold Sword Qi, so he used his body as a shield, standing in front of Mo Hua, bearing the brunt of Shen Linsu’s sword attack.

Ouyang Shou charged toward Ao Zhan without hesitation, using his last strength to tightly bind him.

Ouyang Fu’s spiritual power was nearly depleted, similarly using himself as a ”meat shield,” protecting Mo Hua from Duanmu Qing’s spells with his life.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Xuan fought with all his might against Xiao Wuchen’s Sword Qi.

At first, he did not like Mo Hua.

But having fought alongside his fellows until now, he didn’t know why, didn’t know what he wanted to do, his mind only held one thought: Mo Hua must not die.

Linghu Xiao and the four were all using their lives to protect Mo Hua.

But Linghu Xiao and the others, already at their limits, could not possibly be the opponents of the Qianxue Four Talents.

In just one clash, within a few breaths, they were about to be shattered and perish.

And just as they were on the brink of death, Mo Hua’s gaze suddenly deepened, softly voicing:

”Explode!”