The Quest for Immortality

The existence of Mo Hua, and his vanquishing of demon monsters and swallowing of evil gods, was utterly terrifying.

If it weren’t for seeing it with his own eyes, True Man Situ wouldn’t have believed it.

Once such matters are spoken of, it would cause an earth-shattering sensation, which for Mo Hua, is certainly not a good thing and could even be termed a ”catastrophe.”

It must never be spoken!

Not to mention the significant karma surrounding Mo Hua, even his life-saving grace—such matters must not be uttered.

True Man Situ’s face showed hesitation.

A group of Heaven Void Ancestors looked on with shadowed eyes, realizing True Man Situ had a hard-to-speak secret, or rather, that he undoubtedly harbored some ”unshareable” secret.

Their gazes grew profound.

True Man Situ felt a prickling on his back, yet he could only brace himself and say:

”The matter of the evil god is temporarily resolved, but as for withdrawing from the blood sacrifice array... there are other causes...”

”What causes?” a Heaven Void Ancestor inquired further.

True Man Situ shook his head, speaking bitterly: ”For now... I cannot say.”

Due to time constraints, Mo Hua didn’t inform him.

Moreover, if there really is a secret, Mo Hua certainly cannot reveal it, lest it leaks a heavenly secret.

The crowd frowned.

They saw that True Man Situ actually didn’t quite understand the matter either.

Then some Heaven Void Ancestors who previously opposed withdrawing from the blood sacrifice array sneered and said:

”So, True Man Situ, you yourself cannot explain the reason, yet you want us to withdraw?”

True Man Situ felt somewhat embarrassed but still said:

”Even though I can’t explain the causes clearly here, we must withdraw, or there may be... extremely serious consequences...”

When Mo Hua spoke to him, his expression was grave, clearly indicating the matter was of great importance.

True Man Situ, for some unknown reason, held a mysterious trust in Mo Hua.

A Heaven Void Ancestor chuckled coldly, ”The battle between the righteous and demonic involves the life and death of the state boundary, the fortune of Qianxue, and the fate of countless beings. An unclear cause cannot serve as evidence?”

”If not for this, we might have already broken through the blood sacrifice array in one swift effort and eliminated this great demonic disaster, not missing the current opportunity.”

Another Heaven Void Ancestor nodded and said, ”Now, to attack again or defend, we do not know how many disciples’ lives might be lost.”

”If we sit back and do nothing, and allow the blood sacrifice array to operate, likewise countless cultivators’ lives might be lost.”

”The opportunity has been missed, making either attack or defense very passive.”

”If a great disaster arises, the consequences would be unimaginable,” the Heaven Void Ancestor from Sever Gold Sect also sneered in agreement.

True Man Situ suddenly felt an enormous pressure, like a mountain, but the matter of ”Mo Hua” he could not utter.

At this moment, he suddenly recalled the Taixu Divine Thought Sword Technique used by Mo Hua, realizing something, and turned to look at Elder Master Xun of Taixu Gate.

Elder Master Xun noticed True Man Situ’s gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood.

Mo Hua...

Was this truly Mo Hua’s message?!

In such a grand battle, where decisions matter for the outcome, concerning the life and death of countless cultivators, does he, a Foundation Establishment, dare to have True Man Situ convey his decisions?

He is truly daring!

But why does he dare?

Elder Master Xun knitted his brows tightly, his heart suddenly trembled, feeling an extreme cold around him, quickly casting his eyes to the distant blood sacrifice array.

The large formation remained a sea of blood, seeming no different from before.

But between heaven and earth, it was like the severe chill of winter, filled with a deadly aura.

In the vision of causes and effects, it seemed that countless hideous souls were howling, roaring, struggling, and fearing, a boundless gloom engulfing the sky, forming a vortex of life and death, resembling the Nine Nether Purgatory in reverse, appearing at the horizon.

This is the fear of ”death.”

This is the deep cold brought by countless ”deaths.” .

Elder Master Xun’s bones began to shiver, skin tingling, a chill penetrating to the bone, almost suffocating him.

He could vaguely foresee...

A world-changing catastrophe reeking with immense slaughter, causing even the Nine Nether to manifest, is coming...