The Quest for Immortality

This is Mo Hua, discovered after being swallowed into the Pixiu’s mouth.

Pixiu has four large fangs, besides which, there is also a row of smaller teeth both above and below.

What it’s missing is the very last tooth in the upper row.

Mo Hua couldn’t help but look up, examining Pixiu’s large head, wanting to see if it was indeed missing a tooth.

This action, however, enraged the Pixiu.

It was unclear whether it was because it hadn’t ”eaten” Mo Hua, thus losing face.

Or maybe because being ”down a tooth” was a pain in its heart, and now, with Mo Hua staring at its missing tooth, it made the Pixiu very annoyed. .

The Pixiu roared, carrying with it a surge of divine might, and its large head immediately lunged at Mo Hua again.

Mo Hua only felt an imposing aura pressing down on him, making him dare not resist, knowing this was the ”Divine Beast” pressure. He immediately operated his Divine Marrow, using the deified body to neutralize this might, and then, with a flash of water light, transformed into several shadows, disappearing from sight.

The Pixiu bit into nothing, lifted its copper bell-like eyes, seeing water light spreading, and Mo Hua appeared several yards away. It immediately let out a low roar, shaking its big head, opening its blood-red mouth, charging at Mo Hua once more.

Mo Hua didn’t want to sit and wait for death either.

His gaze focused, he supported his palm virtually, manifesting the Li Mountain Fire Cremation Formation. The mountain stones rose, the earth fire booming, directly enveloping the Pixiu.

The Pixiu was startled, seemingly amazed that this tiny figure could manifest a formation.

The Li Mountain Fire Cremation Formation appeared.

The cage made of mountain stones bound the Pixiu, and the blazing flames burned its fur.

Yet the stone cage was instantly shattered by the Pixiu; the burning flames seemed like a bath, completely unable to harm it in the slightest.

The Pixiu shook its body, its gaze carrying a slight disdain, as if mocking Mo Hua.

Mo Hua’s expression cooled, his gaze sharpened, his palm clenched virtually, and the Sword Array manifested, immediately forming a Sword of Divine Thought, which he forcefully struck.

With Sword Qi opening the mountains, the Five Elements Power flowing, it slashed fiercely at the Pixiu.

But this sword still couldn’t harm the Pixiu, not even breaking a single hair.

Mo Hua’s expression changed.

Is this truly a Divine Beast?

Just what grade is it? How is it this strong?

At this level of strength, even if he used the ultimate form of the Taixu Divine Thought Slash God Sword, it would probably at most slightly injure its ”skin and flesh.”

The Pixiu seemed to perceive Mo Hua’s thoughts, also sensing a trace of threat on Mo Hua’s sword edge.

This tiny figure before it actually wanted to harm it.

Could it really harm it?

The Pixiu became furious, roaring towards the sky, its pupils emitting an extremely majestic golden light, its whole body radiating light, with ancient patterns emerging, seemingly woven by Dao Laws, forming a golden garment draped over the Pixiu.

The dragon horns glowed brilliantly, carrying an aura of supreme majesty.

And its lantern-like eyes blazed, resembling scorching suns capable of burning away all evil, intimidating every evil spirit in the world.

A force of the Divine Beast spread rapidly, enveloping the entire scene.

Mo Hua was immobilized by the Divine Beast’s force.

Underneath eyes as splendid as blazing suns, Mo Hua only felt a sacred, primeval force penetrating his Divine Soul, placing his spirit under the scorching and baking of the blazing sun.

This power, ignoring realms, ignoring grades, discriminates only by morality, judging only just and evil.

”Is this... the Power of Laws of the Divine Beast?”

Mo Hua was shocked, feeling the Pixiu’s power of ”judgement” growing stronger, the scorching power flowing throughout his body, illuminating his Divine Soul, making him feel...

Hot, warm...

Initially a bit hot, a bit uncomfortable, but after a while, it became warm and, somewhat comfortable.

The Pixiu’s Power of Laws was like a ”sunbath.”

Mo Hua couldn’t help but squint his eyes.

He was not a Demon Cultivator, nor an evil spirit.

Although his hands were stained with the lives of others, everyone he killed was burdened with sins.

His Taoist Heart was pure, with a heart of innocence.

Comprehending the Heavenly Dao, benefiting all beings.

Along the way, he slew corpses and demons, widely casting formations, saving many people.

Though Mo Hua had not paid much attention to these things, they were considered Heavenly Dao merits in the unseen world, shaping his karma.

Therefore, although the Pixiu’s ”Evil Suppressing” power was strong, a kind of innate Power of Laws, it fundamentally could not harm Mo Hua.

Mo Hua’s Divine Thought Power, of course, couldn’t harm even a hair of the Pixiu.

The Pixiu’s Evil Suppressing power, similarly, could only give Mo Hua a ”sunbath.”

The Pixiu was first shocked, then found it dull.

Couldn’t catch it, couldn’t swallow it, couldn’t gulp it down. Despite using such effort, employing its innate power, it could still do nothing.

Not a Demon Monster, nor an evil spirit, not even a trace of ”evil deeds.”

The Pixiu lay down again lethargically, naturally disinclined to bother with Mo Hua any further.

The Divine Beast’s majesty dispersed, the Laws receded, and the Evil Suppressing power retreated, that warm feeling also vanished, leaving Mo Hua slightly regretful, and a bit left wanting.

However, it was good that this big-headed Pixiu no longer opposed him.

Mo Hua didn’t really want to kill this Pixiu.

Of course, even if tasked to kill it, he couldn’t.

This Pixiu couldn’t be assessed, its whole strength was terrifyingly powerful, and it wielded the power of Evil Suppressing Laws.

Even if he practiced for decades or centuries more, he might not be able to contend with it.

The urgent matter was not to entangle with this Pixiu, but rather to find an exit and leave this sealed place as soon as possible.

Mo Hua began to search along the Divine Temple for an exit.

Without the Pixiu’s interference, Mo Hua soon found the Divine Temple, which was the exit of the sacred seal.