The Quest for Immortality

Mo Hua held Yu Er and fell into the abyss, their two small figures instantly swallowed by the ocean tide of countless flesh and bloodthirsty monsters.

Divine Lord!

Mr. Tu’s pupils trembled, and he immediately leapt towards the endless abyss of monsters without a second thought.

Shangguan Wang hesitated slightly.

These monsters, bred in the blood river, only obey the command of the Evil God, beyond which there is only their nature of bloodthirst and slaughter.

All other cultivators, even Mr. Tu’s orders, they would not heed.

And this is the Third-Grade State Boundary, limited by the Heavenly Dao, feather transformation cannot fly, once one leaps into the abyss of monsters, they will surely be devoured by these flesh abominations.

But the desire for eternal life and deathlessness runs deep into the bones.

The unrelenting faith in the Divine Lord is also deeply rooted in Shangguan Wang’s heart.

Shangguan Wang hesitated slightly, then wielded his sword, leaped into the air, and jumped into the abyss.

Seeing this, the elder from the Demon Sword Sect and the Feathered Immortal Cultivator from Yin Corpse Valley also leapt into the abyss in quick succession.

One covets Yu Er, the fetus of the Evil God, the other not only thinks of Yu Er but also of Mo Hua with the cause and effect of the Corpse King Path.

The four feathered immortals jumped into the abyss, plunging into the sea of monsters.

Endless bloodthirsty monsters instinctively charged at these four feathered cultivators, but in the blink of an eye, they were torn apart with blood claws, sword qi, golden corpses, and demon swords.

Blood splattered the ground, and the spreading blood qi attracted even more endless monsters.

The monsters were like ocean waves.

And the four feathered immortals were like reefs amidst the waves.

They faced the frontal impact of the monstrous tide and continually slaughtered the oncoming monsters, leaving none behind.

At the same time, the four released their divine sense, striving to find the figures of Mo Hua and Yu Er at the bottom of this abyss.

They didn’t understand what madness had seized Mo Hua to make him jump into this abyss.

At the same time, they were very worried that Yu Er would be buried in the mouths of these monsters.

Even though Yu Er is the fetus of the Evil God, in theory, the master of the monsters, these creatures dare not violate the divine fetus.

However, since the Evil God has only recently been born and hasn’t fully fused, in such a situation, anything is possible.

If the divine fetus encountered danger and was completely devoured, the Evil God would lose its flesh fetus and verge on losing control.

They would then be guilty of blasphemy, and their long-planned great scheme would all come to naught.

Therefore, Mr. Tu, Shangguan Wang, the Feathered Immortal Cultivator from Yin Corpse Valley, and the elder from the Demon Sword Sect, these four deeply cultivated feathered cultivators, were all intensely serious and anxious.

Suddenly, a stench of wind flashed, and a monster came barreling in.

Mr. Tu turned his palm into a bone spur and pierced the monster, then casually flung it aside, and looked ahead intently, his pupils contracting sharply.

Mo Hua!

Not far away at the valley bottom, in front of a rock wall, Mo Hua was holding Yu Er, standing at the cliff’s edge.

He was surrounded by grotesque monsters.

These monsters did not advance to bite but continuously roared and howled at Mo Hua, unclear whether out of fear or in demonstration.

Or perhaps towards Mo Hua...

”Submission?”

Mr. Tu’s heart skipped a beat.

The next moment, a divine thought spread, as if a ”monarch” had issued an order.

Countless monsters willingly crawled beneath Mo Hua’s feet, using their bodies as bridges, lifting Mo Hua upwards.

Mr. Tu was greatly alarmed and immediately turned into a stinking wind, rushing to attack Mo Hua.

Shangguan Wang, the Feathered Immortal Cultivator from Yin Corpse Valley, and the elder from the Demon Sword Sect also brought forth their own means, some wanting to seize Yu Er from Mo Hua’s arms, others aiming for Mo Hua himself.

Just at that moment, Mo Hua turned his gaze and gave them a glance.

In those eyes, gold, black, and white interwove, cold and divine as a deity, eerie as a heavenly demon.

Causing all four, including Mr. Tu, to feel a chill in their hearts. .

Then Mo Hua slowly raised his hand, pointing towards the four men, softly intoning:

”Go!”

Though spoken lightly, this word carried weight like Qian Jun, imbued with supreme authority.

Instantly, with a booming sound, the entire abyss began to boil.

Countless flesh monsters, as if obeying the Divine Lord’s command, surged forward, stacking upon each other, raising a terrifying monstrous wave from both sides of the abyss, roaring mightily, encircling and engulfing Mr. Tu and the four feathered individuals.

In an instant, Mr. Tu and the four were swallowed by this monstrous wave.

Monster after monster, fearless of death, pounced on Mr. Tu’s face, and though he dismembered and shredded them, another monster followed immediately.

Mr. Tu slaughtered one after another, one group after another, but the more he killed, the more monsters came surging.

He was forcibly submerged by these boundless monsters he had himself cultivated.

In the end, he caught a distant glimpse of Mo Hua through the gaps in the monsters.

The bloodline surged in reverse, in the abyss with no sunlight forever.

Mo Hua looked on calmly, holding Yu Er in his arms.

On the outside, wave upon wave of monsters lay prostrate before him.

Countless monsters further willingly crawled beneath his feet, bowing to form a staircase, lifting Mo Hua, bit by bit, away from the endless abyss.

In that moment, Mo Hua, holding supreme authority, seemed to be the master of these countless monsters.

Truly the ”Divine Lord” of the Great Wilderness!

He was the true Great Wilderness Evil God!

This scene entered his eyes, causing Mr. Tu’s pupils to tremble, and he was engulfed in shock beyond belief.

In this shock, Mr. Tu was completely swallowed by the monsters, sinking into darkness.

Shangguan Wang and the other two were no exception, also submerged by the tide of monsters.

Meanwhile, the myriad monsters used their flesh as steps, continuously lifting Mo Hua.