The First Immortal of Destiny

Chapter 861: Chapter 861: Beauty Amidst Carnage

Chen Mengze dragged her injured body, struggling towards the center of the battlefield!

Although her injuries were not life-threatening, each step tugged at her wounds as if enduring the most brutal punishment known to man...

Her face was pale and cold, beads of sweat on her forehead indicated she was enduring intense pain, but she tightly pressed her lips, not uttering a single moan, just straining to move forward, only thinking of reaching Shen Mo as quickly as possible, regardless of whether he was dead or alive!

After walking for an unknown distance, Chen Mengze’s robe was soaked with sweat, and the bloody mist in the air finally couldn’t obscure her vision.

She saw the Martial Might God, towering like a mountain, sitting quietly on the ground, as if asleep. The ferocious Scale Armor on its body was more than half destroyed, covered with terrifying sword marks; a long narrow sword scar appeared on its blurred face, glimmering with golden light, extending all the way to its left chest!

No matter how hard she searched, she could not find any trace of Shen Mo.

At this moment, the sword scar on the Martial Might God, drenched in golden blood, began to tear and widen, as if molten gold blood was pouring down, creating deep pits upon hitting the ground;

A rusty, broken sword emerged from the sword scar, followed by a figure covered in golden blood, struggling to crawl out, falling from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground with a sound like a meteorite hitting the earth!

”Still alive...”

Chen Mengze’s expression instantly revived, showing a stunning smile, yet two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks like dewdrops on a snow lotus!

...

”Cough, cough!”

In the pit filled with golden mercury blood, Shen Mo coughed violently, expelling broken lungs along with clotted blood.

His injuries were a hundred times more severe than Chen Mengze’s; the right half of his body almost entirely gone, with only a thin membrane holding together his internal organs and ragged flesh; even the seemingly intact left half was riddled with scars and cracks, teetering on the verge of collapse!

In this cultivation world, he couldn’t activate his cultivation method or take any Elixir to heal his wounds; he could only rely on the recovery ability of his strong vitality to gradually mend his injuries.

At this moment, he still wore the [Indestructible Body]; with his current physical state, removing this Special Destiny would likely turn him into a pile of meat and bones, forcing his soul to reincarnate!

A cool sensation fell upon his face.

Shen Mo struggled to open his eyes and saw Chen Mengze’s face, mixed with joy and sorrow, her eyes misty with tears, falling just to drop on his face.

”Senior Sister... don’t cry, I’m fine!”

Shen Mo glanced at his battered body, feeling it was indeed unconvincing, so he forced a bitter smile and added, ”As long as I can return to the Immortal Realm, my Dao Body can still be restored.”

”Mm!”

Chen Mengze didn’t bother to wipe away her tears, enduring the severe pain as she dragged Shen Mo out of the pit.

The golden mercury blood flowing from the Martial Might God continued to drip, each drop heavy as a thousand pounds, though it couldn’t kill Shen Mo, being repeatedly hit by the golden blood would affect his recovery.

When Shen Mo was dragged a hundred feet away, he couldn’t help but say, ”Senior Sister, can you find some cloth or leaves to cover me?”

His magic robe and other clothing had all been destroyed in the fierce battle, and now he felt uncomfortably exposed, being completely naked.

Chen Mengze hadn’t thought much about it either, her mind preoccupied with worry for Shen Mo in such a critical moment.

Hearing those words, Chen Mengze snapped out of it, instinctively glancing over, then blushed and lightly scolded, carefully covering Shen Mo with her magic robe after taking it off.

”Is this Martial Might God... dead?”

With only her inner armor and undergarments left, Chen Mengze felt uncomfortable, raising her head to examine the Martial Might God’s mountainous body with suspicion.

By reason.

If the Martial Might God wasn’t dead, she and Shen Mo would be;

But if the Martial Might God was indeed dead, they should’ve achieved the condition of ”slaying a Deity,” yet there was no sign of leaving this realm!

”Dead, but not entirely gone!”

Due to immense exhaustion from the prior battle coupled with severe injuries, Shen Mo’s mind was slightly distracted, unable to completely control his thoughts.

Draped in Chen Mengze’s magic robe, although dusty and sweaty, it carried not a hint of sweat odor, only a faint fragrance that soothed the mind. Meanwhile, the beauty before him with only inner armor and undergarments, presented her lovely figure unreservedly, making it hard for Shen Mo to avert his gaze.

Only when Chen Mengze spoke again did he suppress all manner of romantic thoughts, contemplated for a moment, and explained.

”The Martial Might Gods are not creatures in the sense you and I understand but are more akin to Evil Spirits, lacking independent personality, soul, and gnosis!”

”When I was swallowed, I saw some mystical patterns similar to Dao runes...”

Ordinarily, even people swallowed by the Martial Might God wouldn’t see these patterns; only after swapping [Swallow’s Grace] for [Method Eye Candle Wisp] could Shen Mo glimpse their true nature.

”These so-called Deities are bodies formed by the primal Essence and Qi of myriad disciples’ sacrifices, operating according to a specific pattern.”

”You could simply think of it as a form of magic, birthed with spirituality, eternally unyielding!”

”Earlier, I severed many of its internal Dao runes, essentially destroying its foundational existence; in that aspect, this Martial Might God is already ’dead’.”

”However, as its internal Dao runes continue disintegrating, it retained some of its previous ’vitality’ and ’Divine Power,’ like a walking dead from which several souls have been extracted, not yet completely dead!”

Shen Mo spoke somewhat cryptically, but after pondering, Chen Mengze understood his meaning.

At this moment.

The Martial Might God’s body began to disintegrate inch by inch from its heart, like a mountain eroded by aeons of power, crumbling away, disintegrating, dispersing...

The primal Essence and Qi entwined with mystical Dao runes turned into mottled Blood Qi, permeating this Deity space, making the blood mist denser and heavier!

Soon, the towering ”Divine Body,” vanished like a bubble in the void.

A crystalline, jade-like spine, as bright as Ming Zhu, fell from its heart, radiating an extraordinary brilliance.

”Immortal’s bone!”

Shen Mo’s eyes lit up, just about to call Chen Mengze to catch the spine, when suddenly the unexpected happened!

The wildly dispersing blood mist surged and rapidly gathered towards a certain point in the air, in an instant sketching the image of a majestic barrier.

The barrier opened, releasing a strange brilliance that swept up the spine and Shen Mo, Chen Mengze, taking them all inside!