The Quest for Immortality

Mo Hua performed a Divine Sense Internal Observation and sensed for a moment, indeed feeling that his Divine Thought was much more abundant and resilient than before.

His current Divine Sense was actually stronger than most early-stage Golden Core Cultivators.

And more unexpectedly, Mo Hua found that as his Divine Sense grew stronger, his Life Chart seemed to have stabilized somewhat.

The Evil Qi within the Life Chart was also somewhat suppressed.

Although this suppression was only a slight trace.

If it weren’t for his recent days of maintaining a clear heart, abstaining from worldly desires, avoiding murderous karma, and saving many people to accrue merit, making his Divine Sense clear, he wouldn’t have noticed it at all.

And this gave Mo Hua a very clear insight.

The higher the Realm, the stronger the Divine Sense, and the greater the resistance to fateful evilness.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and found this seemingly true.

The reason his ”Life Killing Formation” is nearly unsolvable is likely because his current ”Realm” is too lowly.

With a low Realm, the foundation is shallow, even if he possesses means of capturing the creations of heaven and earth, he simply cannot wield them.

A higher Realm brings stronger self-preservation abilities, naturally providing means to resist ”Life Killing Formation.”

However...this ”logical” matter is clearly not so easy.

Mo Hua gently sighed.

The path of the Dao is long, cultivation is difficult, and elevating one’s Realm is not something that can be done at will.

Just the process of Core Formation has already consumed much of his mental energy.

Moreover, would a higher Realm really allow him to confront Uncle?

Mo Hua frowned, feeling not particularly confident.

Based on the Life Killing Formation, Uncle is indeed powerful, so strong that it evokes a sense of ”despair” within him.

In the Qianxue state boundary, without even meeting Uncle, he was inexplicably assigned a deadly evilness ”Life Chart” with a Fierce Ghost entangled.

That wasn’t the end of it; what frightened Mo Hua even more was that he had never personally witnessed Uncle’s ”true form” until now.

Previously, all his encounters with ”Uncle” were limited to a Gui Tao clone.

Even then, in a sense, he was already the closest ”person” to Uncle.

Anyone else who encountered the Gui Tao clone, even those Feathered Immortals of the Righteous and Demon Paths, almost all perished.

A Gui Tao clone was already like this.

What about Uncle’s ”true form”?

Where exactly does Uncle’s ”true form” reside? And what might it actually look like?

Since Uncle entered the orbit, has anyone really seen his ”true form” anymore?

Throughout the entire Cultivation World, cultivators who meet Uncle’s ”true form” and still survive are likely very few.

Mo Hua hasn’t forgotten, such a terrifying ”Uncle,” is now merely a ”common” Feather Transformation.

If there comes a day when Uncle truly breaks through Feather Transformation, penetrates reality and enters Heaven Void, then...who knows how terrifying it might become.

Mo Hua even speculates that if Uncle advances to Heaven Void, with his myriad evil and strange Gui Tao techniques, even the current ”Great Evil God” might be nothing in comparison...

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.

Compared to Uncle, he is really ”weak” indeed.

Being called just a ”little shrimp” wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

As for the path of Divine Thought, Gui Tao spell point, Mo Hua didn’t understand before learning, but now the more he learns, the deeper he delves, the more he feels Uncle is like an abyss, terrifyingly unfathomable.

In the past, when he was around ten years old, he dared to snatch Uncle’s food.

Now, he wouldn’t dare even if his life depended on it.

”No, I can’t keep thinking about it...”

Mo Hua felt alert in his heart, immediately curbing his thoughts of comparison, daring not to think about Uncle anymore.

He cleared his mind, suppressed all emotions, thoroughly forgetting the various thoughts from a moment ago.

Only then did Mo Hua begin to focus on the present, considering his next steps.

Most importantly, he should consume more telekinesis, to strengthen his Divine Sense further.

Since he is on the path of Divine Sense Proving the Dao, the more Divine Sense the better.

After pondering for a moment, Mo Hua left the stone chamber.

Outside the stone chamber, the big man Ba Shan was still guarding the door for him. Seeing Mo Hua come out, Ba Shan’s spirit immediately lifted and promptly asked:

”Mr. Witch, did the Divine Lord give you enlightenment?”

Mo Hua was slightly stunned, remembering that the excuse for his seclusion was seeking ”Divine Lord’s enlightenment.”

Mo Hua then said with a serious face:

”I dreamed of the Divine Lord, and the Divine Lord has indeed given me enlightenment. I know what to do next.”

Ba Shan saw Mo Hua’s calm and solemn, mysterious demeanor, and upon hearing Mo Hua could directly listen to the Divine Lord’s enlightenment, his heart was shaken, both envious and respectful, feeling deeply remorseful for his earlier doubts about Mo Hua, secretly vowing to always follow Mr. Witch’s orders to make amends.

Ba Shan said, ”Ba Shan is willing to serve Mr. Witch faithfully; if you have any instructions, just tell me.”

Mo Hua greatly appreciated Ba Shan’s nature of ”correcting one’s mistakes once recognized,” pondered for a moment, and said:

”Call Iron Skill Bone over.”

”Yes, Mr. Witch.” Ba Shan replied.

In a short time, Iron Skill Bone was brought before Mo Hua.

Ba Shan handled things decisively, asking no unnecessary questions, simply bowing respectfully to Mo Hua before withdrawing.

In the stone chamber, only Mo Hua and Iron Skill Bone were left.

Mo Hua scrutinized Iron Skill Bone and was somewhat surprised.

Iron Skill Bone had ”changed his appearance,” with the white bone makeup on his face wiped off, his braids straightened, and the attire of Shugubu replaced, now wearing the clothing of the Danque Tribe.

Looking at him, he appeared less bizarre and ”rebellious” than before. Instead, he resembled a dutiful tribe Elder.