The Quest for Immortality

Walking in front, Shangguan Wang occasionally turned his head and was shocked to see this scene.

There truly are people who can be so close to the Divine Lord.

To be able to earn such profound trust from the Divine Lord...

A trace of envy was born in Shangguan Wang’s faith.

Just like that, after walking for a while, Mo Hua suddenly said to Shangguan Wang, ”Walk faster.”

Shangguan Wang was startled.

Mo Hua didn’t explain to him.

He really couldn’t wait any longer.

There was no one more aware than this instigator himself that the current Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation was an extremely dangerous place where one couldn’t stay even for a moment.

This large formation indeed had no ”Life-gate.”

At least, even Mo Hua didn’t know where the life-gate was.

Shangguan Wang didn’t understand, thinking Mo Hua was a bit impatient, but didn’t think much of it, merely assuming that Mo Hua wanted to escape from Mr. Tu sooner and take the Divine Lord away to safety.

”Yes.”

So both Shangguan Wang and Mo Hua accelerated their movement techniques, quickening their steps, disappearing in an instant, and moved further and further away.

Shangguan Wang was in the Feather Transformation stage; although he couldn’t fly using escape skills at that moment, his speed was incredibly swift.

To his surprise, despite Mo Hua being in the Foundation Establishment stage, his movement technique was also extraordinarily proficient.

However, recalling Mo Hua’s performance at the Sword Discussion Conference, Shangguan Wang was at ease.

Time slowly passed, and the two moved faster and faster, leaving behind the Evil God’s temple and the Blood Sacrifice Formation.

After an unknown period of time, their view opened up suddenly.

Jagged mountain stones and the broken Formation Core Hall all appeared before them, and Mo Hua was very familiar with all of this.

This was the part of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation he first came into contact with, the Yanluo Mountain Large Formation.

This part of the formation structure was what Mo Hua understood the most thoroughly.

In other words, this was also his ”home ground.”

”Follow me,” Mo Hua said, then carrying Yu Er, he walked in front.

Shangguan Wang was unfamiliar with this part of the formation and terrain, so he could only follow behind Mo Hua.

Along the way were some Demon Cultivator corpses, seemingly just dead, and from their wounds, they appeared to have died under the spells and swordsmanship of the Righteous Dao and the Qianxue Cultivators who erupted in a decisive battle just now.

Of course, there were also some corpses of Qianxue Cultivators.

These corpses were mostly mottled with flesh, seemingly gnawed at by someone or some kind of demon monster.

”This is the way of Tao cultivation war... signifying ruthless killing and cold death...”

Mo Hua sighed slightly in his heart.

Then he continued to walk forward, all the way to the edge of Yanluo Mountain, in front of him stretched an abyss.

Beneath the abyss, the river of blood surged, dense with demonic Qi, nurturing countless eggs of flesh, and countless demon monsters gnashed their teeth, yearning for fresh flesh.

This was the demon abyss of Yanluo Mountain.

The bridge over the abyss was already broken.

Mo Hua held a Copper Coin in his hand, his heart stirred slightly, realizing time was short, and pointed at the abyss, saying to Shangguan Wang:

”Find a way to get us across.”

Shangguan Wang was startled, frowning immediately.

This abyss was too deep, and beneath it, a river of flesh and blood lay with countless demon monsters.

If it were the Fourth Grade State Realm, it would be fine; he was in the Feather Transformation, capable of flying across the abyss. But this was the Third Grade Yanluo Mountain, where Feather Transformation couldn’t fly, and the abyss before him was a desperate situation.

”Use a suspension rope,” Mo Hua suggested.

Shangguan Wang’s mind stirred, he turned his head and saw the suspension rope marks on the wall, at once he understood and nodded:

”Alright.”

He was in Feather Transformation, possessing many Spiritual Artifacts and Treasures, so from the Fourth Grade Storage Bag, he took out a silver suspension rope, twisting it in his hand, channeling Spiritual Power, then flung it far away.

The silver suspension rope transformed into a silver light, embedding itself into the opposite cliff across the abyss.

But the problem was, the abyss was too wide and the silver suspension rope a bit short, so it could only embed in the nearest cliff wall, stopping at the wall and crossing to the opposite side little by little.

”Go.”

Shangguan Wang took the lead, stepping onto the silver suspension rope, attempting to scout ahead for Mo Hua.

But as soon as he stepped on the suspension rope, his expression changed; simultaneously, a jet-black Demon Eye Sword Qi slashed down towards him.

Shangguan Wang barely dodged, but the silver suspension rope beneath his feet was cut into two, falling into the abyss.

Before Shangguan Wang could catch his breath, a golden light suddenly appeared behind him, and a zombie with a golden bronze body had already extended its sharp claws, piercing into his shoulder, golden corpse poison seeping into his meridians.

Shangguan Wang was greatly shocked, stabbing backward, the sharp Sword Qi pushed back the Golden Corpse, but he couldn’t penetrate the Golden Corpse’s skin.

The powerful defense of the Golden Corpse’s skin was evident.

Shangguan Wang turned his head, looking behind him.

Two silhouettes slowly materialized, one exuding corpse Qi, was from the Yin Corpse Valley’s Feather Transformation; the other, carrying a giant sword dense with demonic Qi, was an elder from the Demon Sword Sect.

Shangguan Wang’s pupils shrank, ”You’ve been here long, waiting for a while?”

The elder from the Demon Sword Sect sneered, ”You’re a traitor, alone without sect or clan, unable to protect the Divine Lord.”

”The Divine Lord should be offered by our Demon Sword Sect.”

The Feather Transformation from Yin Corpse Valley stared at Mo Hua, eyes gleaming with greed, ”If I’m not mistaken, kid, you carry the aura of a ’Corpse King,’ and it’s a low-level Corpse King...”

”The Corpse King is the king among corpses, with the fortune of the Death Dao, commanding innumerable corpses to obey... yet it’s always something sought after but rarely found. Unexpectedly, the fate I’ve sought all my life has fallen on this kid...”

In Yin Corpse Valley’s Feather Transformation, those gray-white and deathly desolate eyes revealed an excited bloodlust:

”If my Golden Corpse becomes a ’Corpse King,’ then I would be invincible in Yin Corpse Valley. The position of Valley Master would belong to no one but me!”

Stared grimly by the Feather Transformation Demon Head of Yin Corpse Valley, though Mo Hua carried Yu Er, his face turned pale.

The Feather Transformation from Yin Corpse Valley could no longer restrain his desire, immediately controlling the Golden Corpse to pounce at Mo Hua.

Shangguan Wang was enraged, ”Don’t even think about coveting the Divine Lord!”

The gift of the Divine Lord was his alone!

Shangguan Wang thrust out his sword and engaged in combat with Yin Corpse Valley’s Feather Transformation.

On the other side, the elder from the Demon Sword Sect gave a sinister smile, transforming into a cloud of demonic Qi, rushing towards Mo Hua, mainly towards the Yu Er on Mo Hua’s back.

The demonic Qi was intense, black wind surged, just before reaching Mo Hua, when suddenly the ground twisted, flesh transforming into human form.

Mr. Tu, in a demon monster’s guise, emerged from the flesh, spouting a mist of blood, dispelling the demonic Qi.

Then he used his hand as a blade, stabbing into the black mist.

Black and red light interwove, Mr. Tu’s flesh blade clashed with a pitch-black demon sword.

The face of the elder from the Demon Sword Sect was grim, ”The Divine Lord is from our Demon Sword Sect, the master of the Ancient Demon Sword!”

Mr. Tu only sneered coldly, ”A mere Sword Slave, deluded by wishful thinking.”

After speaking, he transformed into a mass of indistinct flesh, tangling with the elder from the Demon Sword Sect.

The elder from the Demon Sword Sect also wielded the demon sword with eyes, battling Mr. Tu.

Shangguan Wang and the Feather Transformation of the Golden Corpse from Yin Corpse Valley were equally engaged in a deadly struggle, Sword Qi and the Golden Corpse intertwining viciously.

In front of the abyss of Yanluo Mountain, the four Feather Transformations fought desperately, unable to ascertain a victor.

And what they fought so fiercely over, was their Divine Lord’s flesh embryo and the Mo Hua with the connection to the Corpse King.

Mo Hua stood at the edge of the abyss, watching the four Feather Transformations fighting back and forth, then with a thought, holding Yu Er, he let his feet slide, jumping into the abyss, leaping towards the blood-drenched earth veins, leaping towards the Demon’s Cave of countless blood and flesh demon monsters.

The four individuals, engrossed in battle, Mr. Tu included, upon noticing this scene, were instantly shocked to the core, their faces dramatically changed.