The Quest for Immortality

For a cultivator to form a core, they must first forge their own Magical Treasure.

Mo Hua’s situation is special; his foundation in flesh and Spiritual Power is shallow, so ordinary Magical Treasures don’t suit him at all.

Even if he forces it, he can only manage to form an ordinary Pill at best.

His future cultivation would become more diluted among the masses, falling far behind other prodigies, with almost no chance of recovery.

Therefore, he could only abandon the common form of Magical Treasures and seek another path, using formations instead to forge his own Magical Treasure, which also aligns with his identity as a Formation Master.

However, the choice of this Life Formation is equally difficult.

Initially, Mo Hua planned to forge a Life Formation based on the Green Dragon Divine Beast Formation Diagram from the Desolate Royal Family.

This formation diagram began as an Evil Formation, developed by the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, branded on the Desolate Royal Descendant Shen Tuao. Later purified by the Dragon Vein, it fully formed but was ultimately intercepted and skinned by Mr. Tu, along with the entire human skin bearing it.

The Green Dragon Human Skin Map is in Mr. Tu’s hands, temporarily out of reach.

Attempting to deduce the Dragon Pattern through the Monster Pattern on his own is exceedingly difficult and time-consuming, with no telling how many years it will take.

Moreover, after careful consideration, Mo Hua realized that the Green Dragon Formation Diagram wasn’t suitable for him.

Though having a dragon pattern on his body would undoubtedly look impressive and powerful, his frail flesh couldn’t withstand the rampant backlash of dragon power.

He came from a humble background, with no so-called Desolate Royal Family bloodline; this Green Dragon Formation, a heritage of the Desolate Royal Family, wasn’t something he was destined to bear.

Apart from the Green Dragon Formation Diagram, the only clue available now is the Ancient Wilderness Formation Map mentioned by the Second Elder.

The Great Wilderness Clan has a long heritage. .

The Second Elder, an ancient shaman of the Great Wilderness Clan, knows many secrets and is presumably reliable.

However, what exactly is this long-sealed Ancient Wilderness Formation Map, once banned by the Desolate Royal Family and unknown even to Mr. Tu? What kind of formation could it be...

Mo Hua’s heart filled with curiosity and longing, but he then furrowed his brow.

He didn’t know where Yu Er was, nor did he know where Mr. Tu hid the white bone statue of the Evil God with a human face and sheep horn.

In this vast Evil God Temple, to find a person or a statue on his own was as hopeless as finding a needle in a haystack.

Moreover, this dungeon was a dead end; if Mr. Tu didn’t open the door, he couldn’t escape at all.

Even if he did manage to get out, outside awaited the Featherization Old Demon, eyeing him covetously.

A countless number of Golden Core Demons were also greedily watching him.

The area swarmed with demons, and enemies were everywhere.

Besides these, there was something even more troublesome.

Mo Hua touched the tooth-charms and bone hoop on his head.

His previous panic wasn’t entirely feigned; Mr. Tu’s bone hoop truly sealed his Divine Sense, preventing any Divine Thought from extending outward.

Mr. Tu guessed correctly; sealing his Divine Sense was tantamount to sealing all his means.

However...

”The Desolate World’s sealing treasure... is it really necessary...”

Mo Hua muttered softly.

Would a mere Foundation Building Cultivator like him require the Desolate World’s treasure to be used to seal him?

This Mr. Tu was indeed extravagant...

Mo Hua sighed slightly.

So far, part of his predictions had come true.

Even though he was alone, Mr. Tu dared not kill him.

Yet, the objective reality also deviated from his expectations in some respects.

That was that Mr. Tu was overly cautious of him, monitoring him far more strictly than he had anticipated.

Now, his body was trapped in prison.

His Divine Thought sealed in the Sea of Consciousness.

Outside, demons were rampant, with the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation blocking out the sky.

Under such circumstances, he could do nothing; he truly was almost in a ”dead end.”

Mo Hua furrowed his brows in deep thought, pondering for a long time but still finding no good solution.

For now, he could only wait, wait for the situation to change and an opportunity to arise.

The Evil God’s desire to descend upon the world through the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, such an arrogant and outrageous act, was sure to incite anger from all sides of Qianxue, and even the Central Dao Court, resulting in a powerful suppression.

In the struggle between righteous and demonic forces, such intense situations were sure to cause significant changes.

And within this change lay his opportunity.

So, he must wait patiently.

But before that, he must find a way to remove the ”bone hoop” sealing on his head.

Otherwise, with his Divine Sense sealed and all his means ”destroyed”, even if the opportunity arose, he would be left helplessly watching.

Mo Hua calmed his mind, drawing his Divine Sense inward, and began self-infiltration, investigating the ”bone hoop” on his head.

The origin of this bone hoop was not clearly stated by Mr. Tu, only that it was a treasure personally forged by an expert from his Great Wilderness Clan thousands of years ago.

But according to Mo Hua’s guess, its core should be a highly advanced Divine Tao Sealing Formation.

The fact that it could seal his Divine Thought, pure and golden from absorbing Divine Marrow, indicated the level of this Divine Tao Formation must be exceptionally high.

Even deities might be sealed by it.

However, the issue was that Mo Hua wasn’t a deity in the conventional sense; he might not even be definable as a ”deity.”

Deities are born, inherently endowed with Divine Skills.

Mo Hua’s Divine Thought akin to a deity is self-cultivated.

And he, as such a ”deity”, can even continuously comprehend the Heavenly Dao, learn formations, and construct formations with Divine Thought, making him an ”anomaly.”

Aside from the Evil God incarnation he had ”devoured,” hardly anyone knew this.

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Just as Mo Hua was continually attempting inner vision, connecting with the Sea of Consciousness, and perceiving the bone hoop’s seal, the state boundary of Qianxue was surging with tumultuous winds and rains, increasingly fierce, and spreading outward, drawing in more state boundaries and cultivators.