The Quest for Immortality

”Jin Wutu!”

”Get out!”

”If I catch you, I will peel your skin, pull your tendons, eat your flesh, drink your blood, reduce you to ashes, and never let you reincarnate!”

These words came from the mouth of Lord Lugu, a Late Golden Core Stage General, filled with murderous intent, his voice booming like a fierce beast’s roar, shaking eardrums.

Some ordinary Barbarian Cultivators were scared to death by Lord Lugu’s roar, having their hearts burst with fear.

Lord Lugu continued shouting while killing, turning the oasis upside down.

Mo Hua sat on a reef outside the oasis, holding a lock of hair, with a fire basin in front of him, closing his eyes to rest.

Moments later, as if sensing something, Mo Hua suddenly opened his eyes, a light flashing across them.

Mo Hua rubbed his fingers together, igniting the phosphorus fire, and threw the hair and a piece of scalp into the fire basin.

The phosphorus fire burned through the bone armor, creating cracks that evolved into an image.

Mo Hua observed the image, calculating for a moment, his eyes lighting up, and said to Chi Feng:

”Follow me.”

Chi Feng nodded, ”Yes.”

Mo Hua led Chi Feng, bypassing the oasis, and speedily rushed to the right, traveling approximately ten miles before encountering a wind-eroded Kushan Mountain.

Mo Hua had Chi Feng and his people ambush within Kushan Mountain.

Within the span of 30 minutes, a formation faintly appeared over Kushan Mountain, the stone wall cracked open, and from it emerged a figure seemingly shed of skin.

This figure was utterly flustered, as if the aura within the oasis, Lord Lugu’s overwhelming presence and killing intent, had terrified him greatly, prompting him to use a secret path to flee and hide from the storm.

But the moment he appeared, the ground trap formation activated, transforming into a cage, tightly confining him.

Chi Feng immediately leaped up like a starving tiger.

Accompanied by over ten Bone Heavy Armor soldiers, they all joined in.

Almost instantly, this person was subdued.

Mo Hua focused his gaze and found the person’s facial features blurred, with skin on the face and limbs nearly transparent, as if freshly shed with no time to regenerate; his aura was familiar, unmistakably Jin Wutu.

Jin Wutu wore a face of terror, ”How did you know I was here?”

No one responded to him.

Jin Wutu attempted to shed his skin once more, struggling.

Yet his escape method had already been seen by Mo Hua once, and Mo Hua naturally wouldn’t grant him even a slight chance again.

The Water and Earth Formation fused, almost adhering to his skin, trapping Jin Wutu completely.

Not to mention, there was Chi Feng, the Golden Core Middle Stage Barbarian General holding him down.

Chi Feng broke Jin Wutu’s arms and legs.

Mo Hua nodded, ”Take him away.”

Jin Wutu was escorted back to the military camp.

Lord Lugu, receiving the news, ceased fighting and returned with his troops; upon seeing Jin Wutu, he instantly dashed forward, gripping Jin Wutu’s neck with a hand like an iron clamp, and shouted angrily:

”Speak, why aren’t you dead?”

Jin Wutu still appeared terrified.

Mo Hua reminded, ”Don’t strangle him to death.”

Lord Lugu subdued his rage and gradually released his hold.

Jin Wutu endured the severe pain in his neck, speaking with a trembling voice:

”I... I don’t know, I really... know nothing, I... was simply following Lord Shiguo’s orders to run a small errand, upon return, the entire Sibone Tribe was... was gone...”

Lord Lugu stomped on Jin Wutu’s right leg, twisting several times, shattering the bone, his face darkened and grim:

”You think these words can deceive me?”

Jin Wutu endured the pain, panic-stricken, ”It’s true... it’s true! Lord Lugu, I dare not deceive you. Lord Shiguo showed me great kindness, how could I betray him.”

Lord Lugu asked, ”Then how did you appear in that oasis? And why were you dressed in fine clothes, living so leisurely?”

Jin Wutu said, ”I dare not, I dare not, it’s just the Sibone Tribe went crazy, the tribe is gone, I had to seek another place for safety. Just passing by that oasis, the kind-hearted owner took me in, only then did I manage some peaceful days...”

Lord Lugu angrily said, ”You wretched beast, not a word of truth from your mouth.”

Jin Wutu swore, ”On the Barbarian God above, I, Jin Wutu, if speaking falsely, shall suffer a bad death.”

Lord Lugu frowned.

This Jin Wutu dared to swear by the Barbarian God, he likely wouldn’t dare speak falsely.

Yet Mo Hua had some reservations.

It’s unclear which Barbarian God Jin Wutu is swearing to.

If Jin Wutu’s sworn Barbarian God was devoured by him, then his oath is worthless, like flatulence.

Lord Lugu too was uncertain; he glanced at Jin Wutu, pondering for a moment, then extended his large hand to grasp Jin Wutu’s neck, dragging the limbless Jin Wutu straight to the deep section of the tent, before a massive coffin.

Lord Lugu pressed Jin Wutu to kneel on the ground, pointed to the coffin, and said:

”Before my brother’s corpse, repeat your oath.”

Unexpectedly, when Jin Wutu saw the massive, somber coffin, he showed a terrified and shocked expression, muttering:

”Truly dead...”

”Truly dead?” .

”Lord Shiguo is truly dead... such a powerful Lord Shiguo, even he could die, even he could die...”

Jin Wutu was dazed, emitting a laugh akin to muttering dreams.

Lord Lugu said coldly, ”Swear again, in front of my brother, say you’re not lying...”

But Jin Wutu couldn’t.

He dared swear by the Barbarian God, but not before Shiguo’s corpse.

Lord Lugu’s anger built in his chest like a volcanic eruption, yet moments later, he slowly restrained his fury and calmly said:

”Speak the truth, and I’ll make your death less painful.”

But Jin Wutu, seeing Shiguo’s coffin, seemed to lose fear entirely, not even fearing death.

Lord Lugu began torturing Jin Wutu.

But Jin Wutu seemed to regard his flesh as rotten meat, completely indifferent to pain; whatever torture Lord Lugu inflicted, he just ended up with a mouthful of blood, laughing foolishly.

Mo Hua observed this, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.