The Quest for Immortality

After conquering the seven mountain realms, and with Elder Zamu secretly investigating, the list they brought back in more than two years showed that Mo Hua had devoured over a hundred Barbarian Gods, large and small.

The surrounding Barbarian Gods were almost driven to the brink of extinction by Mo Hua, labeled as this ”calamity”.

Only a few, who fulfilled their duties as deities and were kind to their followers, diligent Barbarian Gods, managed to survive.

And those who were skilled at hiding, sensed the wrong direction in the wind, and immediately hid like mice in the mountains, avoiding Mo Hua’s ”great disaster” this time.

Having consumed over a hundred full bodies, Mo Hua’s Divine Thought had gained considerable enhancement.

Now it’s roughly at the middle level of the twenty-two patterns.

This progress isn’t bad in fact, but it is far from reaching Mo Hua’s expectations.

In Mo Hua’s prediction, after hunting and devouring so many Barbarian Gods, his Divine Thought should be stronger, at least approaching twenty-three patterns.

But things didn’t go as he expected.

One reason might be that he consumed too many Barbarian Gods, resulting in resistance.

The enhancement of Divine Sense showed diminishing returns.

An additional reason might be that the grades of the Barbarian Gods he devoured were too low.

A Divine Thought at the Golden Core Realm of twenty-two pattern Dao, relying on the supplementation of second-grade Barbarian Gods, is indeed too petty.

To be honest, having reached this progress is actually a pleasant surprise.

If one were to consume ordinary second-grade Evil Spirits, the increase would be negligible.

The cultivation and enhancement of Divine Sense have always been extremely difficult.

An ordinary cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm wishes to enhance Divine Sense, yet it is practically unattainable.

Especially for someone like Mo Hua, who must temper Golden Core Divine Thought at the Foundation Establishment realm and elevate the Golden Core realm Divine Thought even higher, it’s as difficult as climbing to the heavens.

”Regardless of how it’s considered, the third-grade mountain realm is unavoidable...”

Mo Hua sighed softly and couldn’t help but look up, gazing at the vast, desolate, dim sky with a faint glow of vermilion flame, feeling a bit heavy-hearted.

Over these two years, he was trapped in this Barbaric Wilderness with steep mountains, dangerous terrain, surrounded by desolation, unable to find his way out.

He was also unable to receive any news from the outside world.

How does the war between the Taoist Court and the Great Wilderness unfold?

How far has the Taoist Court army advanced? How fierce is the battle with the Great Wilderness?

Did Yang Jishan and Yang Jiyong survive the lethal disaster or did they perish in that night’s rebellion at the Great Wilderness Sect’s gate?

And the fate of the Great Wilderness Sect...

What was the Taoist Court’s reaction after the rebellion of the Great Wilderness Sect?

Might the Great Wilderness Sect be considered a ”mutiny,” facing suppression by the Taoist Court, or even massacre?

What about Da’hu?

Isn’t he implicated in the Great Wilderness Sect?

Moreover, why has Da’hu become so silent and ruthless? What did he experience in the Great Wilderness Sect?

What about Shuanghu and Sanhu? Where have they gone?

Mo Hua knows none of this; a cloud of doubts gradually shrouds his heart.

He focuses his gaze again toward the deep, vermilion sky, with flames like blood, his brow slowly furrowing.

The celestial phenomenon portends the surge of heavenly secrets.

With his current realm and skill, he naturally cannot comprehend these celestial omens.

Yet, watching this sign in the sky yields a vague sense of urgency, lingering in his heart, making him feel cold, unable to shake off.

It seems that beneath the facade of war in the Wildland, something else lies hidden...other conspiracies...

”Has someone already stretched their hand...into the Great Wilderness?”

Mo Hua’s pupils gradually deepened.

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Once a decision is made, it should be executed promptly, laying out plans in advance.

Now the situation is unclear, no one knows when disaster and great change will abruptly arrive.

Meanwhile, one must study the heavenly secrets, strive to form a core to dispel disasters through karma and protect with the Golden Core.

Mo Hua’s heart is heavy, unwilling to delay any longer, fearing change may arise if he waits.

The next day, he called the barbarian soldier commanders, Jiao Li and others, Elder Zamu, Elder Jiao Hu, other domestic elders, and various chieftains and elders from subordinate tribes, then said:

”Last night, observing the heavenly phenomena, I suddenly received a revelation from the Divine Lord, understanding the path to take, thus needing to venture out for some time to spread the Divine Lord’s blessings; a month at the least, half a year at most.”

”During this period, all affairs of the allied tribes are entrusted to you, and you must dedicate yourselves to serving the Divine Lord.”

”Training soldiers, casting armor, monster hunting, spirit plant cultivation, spreading the Dao...none shall be neglected.”

”If any harbor double intentions, they will surely suffer heaven’s wrath from the Divine Lord.”

Though surprised, everyone still respectfully cupped their hands and said:

”We heed the command of Master Shaman, may the Divine Lord be eternal.”

Mo Hua also said: ”May the Divine Lord be eternal.”

Afterward, Mo Hua arranged all specific affairs.

The casting of armor is completely entrusted to Elder Jiao Hu, with Jiao Li and Wusha balancing each other to prevent Barbarian Cultivator rebellion.

The dissemination of teachings is temporarily delegated to Elder Zamu.

Meanwhile, Little Zatu, having studied with Mo Hua for a long time and possessing high enlightenment, can temporarily ”substitute teach.”

After making arrangements, in the current night, Mo Hua left quietly, heading alone to a nearby third-grade mountain realm.

This time, Mo Hua will likely stay in the third-grade mountain realm for a while.

Personally investigate and observe, gain understanding of the situation, only then can one know oneself and the enemy, ensuring victory in every battle.

Mo Hua concealed himself, walking for several days, departing from Black Horn Mountain Realm, alone crossing treacherous mountains, spending some time before arriving at the southwestern third-grade mountain realm.

This mountain realm, Mo Hua visited once before but only glanced in a hurry, roughly understanding the situation without conducting thorough investigations.