The Quest for Immortality

An ancestor sneered, ”A dignified fifth-grade aristocratic family, a Feather Transformation Realm powerful elder, willing to risk ruin and disgrace to abduct this child, shows that this child must be key and cannot fall into the hands of evil demons...”

”Moreover, the most important are the hundreds of heavenly pride disciples in our Qianxue state boundary.”

”These heavenly pride disciples, encompassing the Four Great Sects, the Eight Great Gates, the Twelve Streams, and even a small portion of the Qianxue Hundred Gates’ top disciples, must not suffer any loss; otherwise, the efforts of our sects over many years will be destroyed instantly...”

Although the Qianxue Conference is held every three years, with many genius disciples in each session,

This session is different from the past. The genius seedlings from each sect, whether in terms of spiritual root, talent, or comprehension, are much stronger than before.

This is the session with the most talent.

Perhaps it truly fulfills the saying: in times of great contention, talents emerge in abundance.

If these talented disciples can grow strong, they will surely become the pillars of their sects in the future.

It is even possible for them to lead their sects to glory.

If these disciples are truly all killed, it would be akin to cutting the flesh from the hearts of each sect’s ancestors.

”At all costs, destroy the Demon Path Great Formation!”

”Similarly, at all costs, rescue the heavenly pride disciples of the Four Sects, Eight Gates, and Twelve Streams!”

This was the iron order personally issued by the sect’s ancestors and conveyed to the Qianxue state boundary’s strongest sects.

The elders of each sect almost all set out in full force.

The inner sect disciples also rushed to the third-grade Yanluo Mountain.

This is the true battle between the righteous and the demonic.

This is also the largest, widest, most serious, and most rampant uprising of ’Demon Path’ evil thoughts in nearly a millennium within the Qianxue state boundary.

What they face, besides the evil demon cultivators, is an entire evil path great formation.

Even if only a second-grade Demon Path Great Formation was built in a third-grade state boundary, it would still be extremely powerful and bloody.

Not to mention that the Demon Path Great Formation before them exudes the aura of the third-grade.

A third-grade state boundary with a third-grade Demon Path Great Formation is almost unsolvable. Even if it is truly broken, it would mean a landscape covered in blood, bodies everywhere, and countless deaths and injuries...

All the Heaven Void Ancestors looked solemn.

Elder Master Xun raised his head, looking towards the distant sky, seeing the gradually forming aura of the evil formation, the faint blood light, and the evil thoughts within the blood light, his brows furrowed ever tighter.

The Demon Path Great Formation itself is extremely difficult to handle.

But Elder Master Xun knew that this demonic disaster was far from simple.

Within the Demon Path Great Formation before him, there were even more terrifying causes and breeds more horrifying existences...

What he was currently most worried about was Mo Hua, caught in the center of these evil thoughts.

”Please, make sure to survive...”

Elder Master Xun silently sighed in his heart.

At the same time, Gu Changhuai, under the orders of the Taoist Court, was temporarily appointed to assist in eradicating demons at Yanluo Mountain; alongside Zhen Lan, Murong Caiyun, Hua Qianqian, and a team of sect disciples and other cultivators who had a close relationship with Mo Hua, they all silently worried in their hearts and advised Mo Hua.

”Mo Hua, please, don’t let anything happen...”

...

”Mo Hua!”

”Mo Hua...”

”Junior Brother...”

”Junior Brother, wake up...”

In the pitch-black darkness,

Mo Hua seemed to feel there were many people caring for him, and also heard many people calling his name.

In the haze, the voices seemed both distant and near, Mo Hua’s consciousness gradually cleared, then he struggled to slowly open his eyes, seeing before him a group of anxious faces calling his name.

Situ, Cheng Mo, Xiaoxiao, Hao Xuan... more than ten people, all his junior brothers.

”Junior Brother is awake!”

Seeing Mo Hua open his eyes, Situ Jian and Linghu Xiao were all joyful, feeling relieved.

Mo Hua rubbed his eyes, finally recalling what had happened.

He had been transported to Xuantian Peak, then Xuantian Peak was transported away, followed by a collapse, and he was wrapped in rocks, falling towards the ground.

Unable to gain a foothold in the air, too many fragments from Xuantian Peak’s collapse made it difficult to exhibit his movement technique, and his body was weak.

Fortunately, the five Tai’a brothers, along with Cheng Mo and other disciples with strong bodies, took turns acting as ”cushions” for him, so he wasn’t seriously injured, but he did temporarily lose consciousness upon hitting the ground.

Mo Hua rubbed his head, gradually recovered, and looked around.

All around was a grayish and blood-tinted landscape. The mountain paths were tangled, toxic mists rose to cover the sky, swamps were foul-smelling, flowing with decay.

It was both perilous and eerie, yet somewhat familiar.

”This... is Yanluo Mountain?”

Mo Hua slightly frowned.

Back when encircling the Demon Sect, he had studied the topography of Yanluo Mountain, and later personally visited Yanluo Mountain, so he was not unfamiliar with the environment before him.

Yanluo Mountain was inherently chaotic and dangerous, which is why the Demon Sect chose it as a base.

But now, Yanluo Mountain was clearly much more bloody and sinister than before.

Everywhere carried an aura of sinister, grand, and majestic formation traces.

”A Great Formation?!”

”Such abundant evil energy, is it... an Evil Path Great Formation?”

Mo Hua’s expression was shocked.

Was he now within an Evil Path Great Formation?

Mo Hua felt a mixture of tension, fear, and a slight thrill.

He suddenly remembered those White Bone Formation Steles he discovered in Yanluo Mountain in the past.

The White Bone Stele was engraved with gruesome and bloody patterns, and the blood aura in the air gathered at the White Bone Stele from all directions, nourishing the blood patterns.

The blood patterns, drunk with fresh blood, seemed to come to life, writhing slightly, accompanied by eerie ghostly sounds.