The Quest for Immortality

The path of the Evil God might just be a road filled with corpses and a sea of blood.

That Mr. Tu, the atrocities he has committed, are unspeakable.

And the atrocities he is about to commit are the real terror.

Mo Hua’s gaze was heavy.

The concealment within this, only he, the ”Fierce God” who has confronted the Evil God multiple times, can understand.

The other Heavenly Pride disciples from various sects cannot comprehend it.

They only look at the dark and bloody Demon Monster Valley before them, feeling fear, but evidently unaware of the true ”fear”.

After all, they are young, their Blood Qi is strong, and after a moment of fear, a fierce courage filled with hatred for evil arises within them.

Especially the Heavenly Pride disciples from the Four Great Sects, who are originally favored by heaven, having been schemed against by evil demon cultivators to the point of fighting among themselves, in their pain, they have long been filled with rage.

Now, the opportunity to escape is right in front of them, naturally, they think of fighting their way out, restoring their honor.

Ao Zheng clenched his fist, making a crackling sound, and said coldly:

”A mere flesh demon monster, hardly worth mentioning? If we Qianxue’s genius work together and charge forward, we are sure to carve out a bloody path.”

These words were quite bold, and the others echoed:

”Good!”

”Charge forward, kill demons in our way, vanquish any demon that blocks us!”

But most of those who voiced agreement were disciples of the Four Great Sects, the disciples of the Eight Great Gates basically said nothing.

Among the Four Great Sects, Ao Zheng and Shen Cangfeng, although their Blood Qi was boiling, ultimately did not act irrationally, and before charging, looked to Mo Hua, as if seeking his opinion.

Mo Hua nodded and said blandly:

”You can try charging.”

Hearing Mo Hua’s words, Ao Zheng felt less confident and asked tentatively, ”Can we really try?”

”Give it a try, at most it would just mean ’death’...”

Mo Hua’s expression was very calm.

Ao Zheng and the others fell silent.

They understood that Mo Hua was mocking them.

Mo Hua glanced at them, took a breath, and said somewhat speechlessly, ”Do you not have a clear mind when making decisions?”

”Before fighting, can you not assess if you can win?”

”Don’t you weigh your own worth first?”

”With so many demon monsters, can you defeat them? Can you kill them all with your solitary courage?”

”Kill your way through a bloody path?”

”On this bloody path, the blood that flows will be yours alone, what is the point in making it through? Not dying fast enough?”

The Heavenly Pride disciples of the Four Great Sects, sprayed with Mo Hua’s criticism, dared not retort, only pretended to be dead in silence.

Seeing that they had calmed down, Mo Hua no longer said more.

These Heavenly Pride disciples have been geniuses from a young age, always above cultivators of the same age, rarely encountering enemies among their peers, thinking that as long as their cultivation is high and their strength is strong, they can kill their way through, completely unaware of the importance of ”quantity”.

The qualitative change is above the quantitative change.

But the extreme quantitative change itself is even more terrifying than the qualitative change.

Even high-rank cultivators can be killed by a sea of low-level cultivators throwing their lives away.

The demon monsters in the valley before them, individually may not seem strong, but their numbers are unbelievably vast. Once engulfed by the tide of demon monsters, ordinary Foundation Establishment, and even some Golden Core cultivators, probably cannot survive.

Situ Jian asked, ”Junior Brother, what should we do now?”

Mo Hua sighed slightly, ”Let’s go back, I’ll think of a plan.”

Everyone could only return the way they came, back to the Formation Core Hall.

This hall is not a place to stay for long, but at the moment, there is truly no better place to shelter.

In the hall, all the Heavenly Pride disciples frowned, worried.

Outside the valley, demon monsters dense as a sea seem like an impassable chasm, with their strength, they simply cannot kill their way through or break out.

Previously, everyone was relieved that there weren’t many demon cultivators guarding the Evil Formation within Yanluo Mountain, but now it seems like with so many demon monsters ”guarding the gate”, Yanluo Mountain itself is a ”mountain of demon monsters”, there’s no need to arrange too many demon cultivators.

Mo Hua was also frowning in thought.

The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation nurtures countless demon monsters.

These countless demon monsters are both the ”sacrificial offerings” of the formation and the cornerstone of the Blood Sacrifice Array.

Once the formation is activated, the demon monsters surge out uninhibited, causing massive slaughter, continuously providing more ”sacrificial offerings” for the formation.

And these demon monsters are extremely sensitive to the scent of flesh.

Once crossing the bridge above the valley, it will surely lead to being besieged by the demon monsters.

There’s no way that any of us can withstand these demon monsters.

Moreover, above the valley, the only passage is that stone bridge.

Mo Hua, even without much thought, can deduce relying on his experience as a Formation Master that there are certainly many Trap Formations set up on this stone bridge.

There might even be self-destruction formations.

Once you walk on it, if the stone bridge falls, everyone will surely meet their end in the Demon Monster Valley.

”What to do?”

”Can’t do it alone, so maybe leverage someone else’s strength?”

Mo Hua frowned, then suddenly asked everyone, ”Can you still use your Sect Token? Try it.”

All the Heavenly Pride disciples present took out their Sect Tokens, tried to communicate, and then all shook their heads:

”The Sect Token shows no reaction at all...”

”Do any of you have personal Letter Tokens?”

A few disciples took out their special Letter Tokens, tried to communicate, and also shook their heads, ”It doesn’t work.”

Mo Hua nodded, not surprised.

If the Sect Token and Letter Token could be used, some disciple would have already used them long ago.