The Quest for Immortality

The sword light receded, and all fluctuations ceased.

Inside the hall of the Divine Temple, the surroundings were deathly silent, with only Mo Hua’s light breathing after exhausting all his strength.

After numerous fierce battles, this strike with the Godslaying Sword had almost depleted all his Divine Thought.

And right in the center of the hall, the Evil Embryo was also split in two.

One half was blood-red, filled with deformed tumors, an amalgamation of Demon Monster limbs, resembling a monstrous fleshly embryo with ram horns.

The other half was a golden body.

Clad in Golden Armor, imposing and majestic, though half of its body was severed, it carried the pure aura of a deity.

This was precisely Lord Yellow Mountain.

The scene before his eyes accorded with Mo Hua’s prediction.

The disparity in Realm between him and the Evil Embryo was too great, even wielding the Godslaying Sword might not truly kill it completely.

Moreover, it was essentially a ”dead embryo,” making it difficult to define what truly constitutes its death.

If he couldn’t slay it, all efforts would be in vain.

Thus, Mo Hua had to find another path.

Utilizing the sharpness of the Godslaying Sword Forms, coupled with the Law of the Heavenly Demon Slash Love Path, to sever right from wrong, cleaving the Divine Body, thoroughly separating Lord Yellow Mountain from the Evil Embryo.

In this way, he could save Lord Yellow Mountain.

Simultaneously, it would drastically weaken the Evil Embryo’s strength.

And Lord Yellow Mountain, as his ”friend,” once freed from the Evil Embryo’s control, would naturally become his ally.

Thus, transferring the power of the Evil Embryo into his own use.

Ensuring he could stand invincible, the Evil Embryo would be at his mercy.

Now, Mo Hua’s goal was finally achieved.

Lord Yellow Mountain was finally saved by him.

Lord Yellow Mountain’s gaze slightly focused, somewhat in disbelief.

”They actually...separated...”

The wound on the Divine Body retained a trace of the energy of the Forget Emotion Slash, completely isolating all aura, severing his connection with the Evil Embryo.

Was it due to...the Heavenly Demon Path?

This young one, is he human, deity, or demon?

How could he possibly practice the Heavenly Demon Path? And how did he learn it...

Lord Yellow Mountain wondered in astonishment and confusion.

Mo Hua let out a long sigh of relief, slowly stood upright, and smiled, ”Mountain Lord...”

Halfway through the sentence, Mo Hua’s smile froze, and his expression gradually grew heavier.

The Evil Embryo and Lord Yellow Mountain were completely severed.

Distinction between right and wrong was clear.

Yet clearly, the purely divine aura of Lord Yellow Mountain began to seep blood, which darkened, transforming into pus, producing rotting flesh, slowly being corrupted.

Mo Hua remained silent.

Lord Yellow Mountain watched this unfold, seemingly unsurprised, lifted his head to look at Mo Hua, and sighed softly:

”I told you, you can’t save me.”

”I am the Evil Embryo, and the Evil Embryo is me...”

”Even if divided, I have become a deity again, yet I will still gradually fall into corruption as an Evil God...”

Mo Hua’s gaze dimmed slightly.

The dignified Lord Yellow Mountain’s gaze turned gentle, half-regretful, half-grateful, as he looked at Mo Hua:

”Nevertheless, you indeed helped me...giving me a chance to end this grudge, to defend the dignity of a deity, escaping the humiliation of the Great Wilderness Evil God, freeing myself from this eternal nightmare...”

Mo Hua was taken aback, slowly lifted his head, ”Mountain Lord, you...”

The Evil Qi continued to spread, Lord Yellow Mountain’s aura shifted, golden light dazzling as he transformed into his true deity form, a giant golden mountain deity.

His Origin was burning, the power of his Divine Skills surged to the extreme, even reaching the brink of self-destruction.

Mo Hua realized what Lord Yellow Mountain intended to do, his heart trembled instantly, shouting: ”Mountain Lord!”

Lord Yellow Mountain turned, his long eyes fixed on Mo Hua, with a determination of certain death but also deep hesitance and indecision.

Inwardly, there seemed a deep conflict, struggling with something.

This matter seemed more important than his life and death.

At last, he cast a deep glance at Mo Hua, his eyes complex, a mix of helpless trust, and the sole hope.

”What is your name?”

Mo Hua was startled and replied: ”Mo Hua.”

Lord Yellow Mountain nodded solemnly: ”If we truly are friends, I entrust you with one matter...”

”Take my...” Lord Yellow Mountain’s voice paused, ”...away from Solitary Mountain.”

Mo Hua was momentarily stunned, failing to comprehend what Lord Yellow Mountain was saying.

”Mountain Lord, what...”

But Lord Yellow Mountain said no more, instead, swung his claw, wielding the vast power of Divine Thought, with one strike, sending Mo Hua flying.

Manifesting his true form, Lord Yellow Mountain’s strength was incredibly powerful.

This force, Mo Hua had no means to resist, being swept away by the Divine Power, landing gently outside the grand hall.

After sending Mo Hua outside the hall, Lord Yellow Mountain let out a long cry towards the heavens, the power of his peak Third Grade divine power began to boil, eventually manifesting into towering peaks.

These mountains, completely condensed by divine power, radiated with golden light, making them appear substantial, sealing the entire hall completely.

Divine Skill, Mountain Burial.

Divine Power began to collapse, Divine Mountain started to crumble.

In an instant, it was as if the mountains themselves were collapsing, echoes of rumblings filled the air.

This intense force contained a trace of ”collapse” Law, causing Mo Hua to feel an unsettling fear.

Just like Formation Collapse.

But this collapse was neither a Formation nor Spiritual Power, but Divine Thought.

Lord Yellow Mountain used Divine Skill, collapsing his own Third Grade Divine Thought from the very Origin, generating a terrifying destructive force even Mo Hua found terrifying.

If this power were to explode, the entire nightmare would turn to ashes, everyone would perish.

Nonetheless, like Formation Collapse, the stronger the power, the more restrained it would be.

Lord Yellow Mountain deliberately confined the collapse of Divine Thought’s force within the hall, to avoid harming Mo Hua.