The Quest for Immortality

The woman in white, upon seeing this, immediately raised the Three Pure Ones Bell, dissipating the sound of corpse howls, while protecting Wenren Wan as she retreated.

The old woman summoned the Six Ding and Six Jia to besiege the corpse fiend.

The other Divine Thought Cultivators also deployed their techniques one after another, rushing into the fight.

Even the four from Heaven Void had no choice but to take action at this moment.

The ancestor of the Daluo Sect wielded Sword Qi formed from Divine Thought.

The ancestor of the Little Spirit Sect employed a spell condensed from Divine Thought.

The other two from Heaven Void, one from the Spirit Talisman Sect of the Twelve Gates, used the Soul Suppressing Talisman, and the other from Kun State, wielded a repelling evil wooden sword made from thunder-struck wood.

It was yet another terrifying and fierce battle.

This mountain-protecting corpse fiend, at the peak of the fourth-grade, and unknown how many demon and ghost thoughts were ”stitched” into it, was enormous in size.

Within the evil thoughts, there seemed to be a power of ”corrosion”.

The ”corpse followers” it summoned, also contained ”corpse poison”.

Fortunately, the Soul Suppressing Talisman could quell its Evil Qi.

And the thunder wood sword, embedded with the power of thunder, was naturally restraining to such evil objects.

Coupled with the other Divine Thought Cultivators, whose techniques were quite impressive.

After a long struggle, they finally managed to completely obliterate the giant fourth-grade peak guardian evil spirit.

However, everyone paid the corresponding prices.

The old woman’s Six Ding and Six Jia were half consumed.

The Taoist’s Peach Wood Sword had cracks.

The monk’s rosary beads had lost their luster.

One of the three brothers practicing escape techniques from Xiuxuan Sect lost an arm;

The talisman man had a claw mark ripped on his back by the corpse fiend.

Moreover, everyone’s Divine Thought was significantly depleted, and even the Divine Path treasures were more or less tainted with some indistinct corpse poison.

The situation was grim, and True Man Situ couldn’t afford to care about much else.

”We must find the Evil Embryo and slay it as soon as possible, then consider purifying the Primordial Spirit. Otherwise, if the Evil God is truly resurrected, then nothing else will matter...”

True Man Situ said heavily in his heart, ”Let’s go.”

Everyone guarded Wenren Wan, following the blood threads linked by mother-child connection, continuing deeper into Black Mountain to find the location of the Evil Embryo.

True Man Situ, as he walked, vigilantly glanced around with deep eyes.

This was the deepest part of the Barbaric Wilderness Abyssal Swamp, the final Black Mountain.

The mountain forest was eerie, with a heavier darkness, and the high mountainous landscape surrounded them like an overturned offering plate, forming a natural Black Mountain altar.

All around, there was a deathly silence; nothing existed except darkness.

Not even the presence of a single evil spirit could be sensed.

It seemed even the evil spirits dared not enter this Black Mountain Abyssal Swamp, step onto this altar of the Evil God’s resurrection.

Amid the darkness, only that thin thread of ”mother-child connection” bloodline guided the path ahead.

And the further they went, the thicker the bloodline thread became, as if truly like an ”umbilical cord”, connecting mother and child on both ends.

Wenren Wan’s heartbeat also grew faster, as if the child she longed for day and night was there within the nearby darkness.

Not only Wenren Wan, but everyone could hear a faint yet terrifying heartbeat.

And this heartbeat sound became increasingly strong and close.

Finally, within the darkness, another cluster of red light emerged.

This red light was deep, flowing like blood, constantly surging, and within the red light’s embrace was a child’s figure, entwined by blood threads.

Seeing this child, Wenren Wan was heartbroken, tears welled up and she couldn’t help but call out:

”Yu Er...”

She wanted to rush forward regardless, to embrace her child, but was suddenly held back by True Man Situ.

”Wait!”

True Man Situ looked at Yu Er, his expression extremely grave.

He surveyed the surroundings, and after a moment of contemplation, he took out the Red Gold Cup, managing the light of Six Yang to be faint and gentle, then gradually probing into the surroundings.

The light of the Six Yang Red Gold gradually illuminated everything around them.

Everyone’s eyes narrowed, taking in their surroundings, their pupils constricted and faces turned pale.

The entire mountain, covering the landscape, was filled with eggs.

Jet-black demon monster eggs.

Some of these eggs were still incubating, but others had turned a transparent blood red; within the blood red, demon monster talons and fangs were writhing.

”These are... the demon monsters accompanying the Evil God... so many of them...”

True Man Situ felt a chill deep in his heart.

Other demon monsters and evil spirits might not necessarily have ”contaminating” power, but the demon monsters accompanying the Evil God, each one, was unquestionably a source of ”pollution”.

Even the power of their evil thoughts might exceed the ”pollution”.

No one knew, with the resurrection of the Evil God, what kind of bizarre evil spirits these endless evil eggs might hatch.

And what kind of foul Power of Laws these evil spirits might hold.

Evil spirits tainted with the essence power of the Evil God, even one, would be beyond dangerous.

And in front of them, dense and numerous, covered the entire mountain.

If these evil spirits truly spread like tumors, like a plague of the Evil God, spreading across the Qianzhou Land...

Just thinking about it made True Man Situ’s heartbeat race, his scalp numb.

While True Man Situ was quivering in fear, he suddenly heard the voice of the woman in white, ”Senior Situ, look there...”

This voice, amidst its coldness, carried urgency and shock.

True Man Situ followed where the white-robed woman pointed, frowning as he looked over, and saw beside the ”Yu Er,” the true embryo of the Evil God, hidden within the endless darkness, were four even larger demon monster eggs.

These demon monster eggs stood several feet high, with gnarled black-purple flesh, covered in demonic patterns, resembling poppies, all bound by bloodlines linked to Yu Er, surrounding the altar, protecting their Divine Lord.

And within the enormous demon monster eggs, some had already ”matured”, transforming into a transparent blood red membrane; through the membrane, one could catch a glimpse of a more terrifying corner of the demon monster being incubated inside.

The words ”Fetal Demon” immediately surfaced in True Man Situ’s mind.

This is a stronger variant, accompanying the true embryo of the Evil God, a class of offspring demon monsters.

They are both naturally the ”guardians” and might be considered the Evil God’s ”siblings” or ”offspring”.

But what shocked True Man Situ more was that at this moment, the ground was intact with countless demon monster eggs, still incubating.

But among the four gigantic fetal demon eggs, one ”demon egg” had already been broken, the egg shell cracked, and the blood inside had flowed all over the ground.

This meant that one ”fetal demon” accompanying the Evil Embryo had awakened early, and might have even followed them all along.

Feeling chills all over the place, True Man Situ hurriedly said:

”Be careful!”

And just at this moment, the man with the talisman felt his neck damp, sticky and soft, with an alluring fragrance and intoxicating touch.

He couldn’t help but touch it, and his hand was full of blood.

On his neck, there was a lip print.

A bright red, tender, wriggling lip print, like a red worm.