The Quest for Immortality

Escaping the encirclement of the Great Wilderness Sect, and reaching the range of the Taoist Court’s large forces didn’t mean safety. Instead, they were still being hunted.

His former concerns had indeed materialized.

The pursuit from the Great Wilderness Sect aimed to kill him and capture the tiger.

While the Taoist soldiers of the Taoist Court aimed to kill the Big Tiger.

The Tiger Demon is the king beast of the Great Wilderness. Now, with the rebellion of the Great Wilderness Sect amidst the chaos of war, the appearance of a Tiger Demon meant the Taoist soldiers Court definitely wouldn’t show mercy.

Mo Hua naturally found himself in a dilemma.

At this rate, the Big Tiger likely couldn’t escape death.

Just as Mo Hua’s expression turned grave, a tremor of ground and mountain arose in the distance. The sounds of battle echoed to the skies, accompanied by desolate war cries. Large groups of Barbarian Soldiers surged forward, with even the banners of the Great Wilderness Prince appearing among them.

”Is this... Barbarian Soldiers?!”

Mo Hua’s countenance shook in realization; the rebellion of the Great Wilderness Sect was merely a trigger.

No matter how strong the Great Wilderness Sect was, they couldn’t match the Taoist Court. The rebellion was solely to disrupt the rear of the Taoist Court army, serving as a distraction.

Taking advantage of the chaotic skirmishes among the Taoist soldiers, and striking when unoccupied. The long-hidden Great Wilderness Barbarian Soldiers then charged in to form a pincer attack, dealing a major blow to the Taoist Court army.

The situation was indeed perilous to the extreme.

But Mo Hua couldn’t afford to worry about so much.

The skirmish between the Great Wilderness Sect and Taoist Court’s large army exhausted him and the Big Tiger. Now, with the Barbarian Soldiers charging in, the three sides engaged in a slaughter, flesh flying everywhere, the situation descending into utter chaos.

Mo Hua wished to bring the Big Tiger to escape, but it was like ascending to heaven.

He could only strive to survive with the Big Tiger in this triangular battlefield.

But as he mingled within, Mo Hua noticed something unexpected.

That is, the Great Wilderness Sect sought to kill him and capture the Big Tiger, while the Taoist soldiers Court intended to kill the Big Tiger.

However, only the Barbarian Soldiers dared not show any disrespect to the Big Tiger.

Mo Hua instantly realized.

The Tiger is the ”king beast” of the Great Wilderness and symbol of the Royal Family.

This meant that for the Big Tiger, the region of the Barbarian Soldiers was actually the safest.

This was the only hope for the Big Tiger to escape.

Mo Hua was elated.

He immediately tugged the mane on the Big Tiger’s neck, directing the Big Tiger towards the Barbarian Soldiers’ camp.

The Barbarian Soldiers charged north from the south, assaulting the Taoist Court’s soldiers.

He then fled south towards them with the Big Tiger.

Of course, he didn’t dare approach directly.

Though the Tiger Demon is the king beast of the Great Wilderness, the man riding on its back was a ”fake”, not of the Great Wilderness Royal Family.

Should they approach directly and encounter the Great Wilderness Royal Family, their cover would surely be blown.

Moreover, Mo Hua had just glimpsed some colossal King Cavalry among the Barbarian Soldiers.

These were the Great Wilderness Clan, with powerful Princes.

Mo Hua dared not provoke them.

He had to find a way to bypass the main forces of the Barbarian Soldiers from the southwestern edge and flee south.

Ordinary Barbarian Soldiers revered the King Beast highly and dared not question them, much less intercept.

Thus, Mo Hua, sticking close to the southwestern edge and using the Barbarian Soldiers as cover, truly managed to elude the meat grinder-like slaughter with the Big Tiger.

Behind him was terrifying dueling in feather transform sky-flying.

Deadly battles revolving around Golden Core.

It was a slaughter field where Foundation Building Cultivators met their ends relentlessly.

The battlefield, spells, flesh, blades and swords, Taoist soldiers, Barbarian Soldiers, sect cultivators intertwined into a brutal and grand purgatory spectacle.

And all of it gradually faded behind Mo Hua.

The blood around him grew fainter, fewer cultivators remained, the scenery grew more barren, until everywhere around was empty, with nothing but desolate earth stretching boundlessly.

Only then did Mo Hua breathe a deep sigh of relief.

He finally rid himself of this massive slaughter.

Yet the Big Tiger continued to carry him, running forward ceaselessly.

Mo Hua contemplated for a moment then patted the Big Tiger’s back, intending to halt its pace.

Now that the Big Tiger was safe, he had to find a way back to join the large forces of Taoist soldiers and Yang family’s members to suppress the rebellion of the Great Wilderness and achieve merit.

But the Big Tiger paid no heed.

It had been bound for too long and had grown weary of battling, now relishing its newfound freedom, it simply carried Mo Hua and with its four paws continued to run forward endlessly.

Running and delightfully yelling ”awoo!”

No matter how Mo Hua tugged its mane, it wouldn’t listen.

At that moment as night retreated, the crimson sun of the Great Wilderness rose.

On the vast earth, a black and white Big Tiger carried a young man, under the blaze of the red sun, across the endless desert, racing towards that boundless expanse without end...